open to all;

[swordboning]

Who: Archer swordboning and YOU. (Maybe Athena too)
When: December 15th and on
Where: Right here where you need him. At least in the streets.
What: Golden Archers is sadly open. Come get your top tier food of choice.
Rating/Warning: Nah.


[Archer was fully cringing at the emblem Athena made and the fact that it was pasted on his apron. Well, inwardly at least. Athena got to have her way with the things went around here since she was the one who put in the money and most of the work. That meant her lame idea of what was great ended up plastering almost anything that had the surface for it.

But for a food stall, there was a serious lack of menu. Archer, though, intentionally wanted that. Restricting himself would only be admitting that he couldn't make things that people wanted outside of said menu. Obviously, there were some restrictions because supplies of some things were exceedingly rare or impossible to find. Which meant that rich people places had to be visited for that. But here were reasonable prices for fresh cooked food.]

Before you ask, there's no menu. So just tell me what you want.

[Customer service needed a little bit of work, however. And no, Saber, you weren't getting any free food.]

Comments

[swordboning]

I'd consider them naive at best, considering their surroundings.

[Seriously. Just look around.]

And I make them here too. You'd be surprised at how many people want swords with some type of enhancement added to them.

[heiwana]

Yes. This place is...strange in that way. [ He can't say he'd be surprised to see other walking objects about. Speaking of which, apparently there were actual countries much like himself here so it's not too far a stretch to see. ]

...what purpose would people have for swords here. There is...no fighting. [ Yet. But he doesn't really want to get into that. ] Swords are best left unused...to draw them would only bring about more sorrow and unneeded violence.

[swordboning]

I'm sorry to destroy your bubble of peace but there's plenty of fighting here. Both inside the game world they have and right here, when they try to pull things that could end in people's death.

[He shakes his head. No, this guy is plenty new.]

That's a morality argument I've got no need for. But I'm willing to bet that plenty of people would argue that a true hearted person with a drawn blade is a savior. [AKA: Were he back to being in his young adult years, he would have argued it completely.]

[heiwana]

[ There is such a deep frown on his face right now, my god! He doesn't like the thought of people having to fight because of their supposed peaceful saviors making them do so. That was entirely not the point of this place, wasn't it? ]

...I don't understand why they would make us do such things to one another.

[ He shakes his head looking very dour and upset now. Though it just comes across as a very pronounced glower from him. ]

We are supposed to work together from what I have heard. Is there really such a need for things like that...when our worlds have been taken from us already? [ More violence is not the answer, or at least to Kousetsu. Seems like Sousei was quite right about not trusting them, this only solidified the other's words. ]

[swordboning]

You don't need to understand as long as you recognize it happens. Besides, if you play the game, you'll earn money. I suppose that's an incentive.

But you'll have to apologize if I don't go for the whole world destruction idea. It's too fishy for me.

[heiwana]

...I am unfamiliar with these types of games. [ They're a bit...daunting to him to be honest. ]

I would not know where to...start, to learn how to play them. [ Does he look like the gaming type though? I mean seriously... ]

I have heard Sousei-san say a similar thing. They are...not to be trusted. To lie about such things...is there not already enough sorrow in people's lives? [ To only add more to it so flippantly like that. He can't say he approves one bit. ]

[swordboning]

Can you fight?

[Jumping to the real problems here. He honestly didn't care about other people or how they felt. That was the problem with being jaded with heroism. Everything associated with it brought problems.]

[heiwana]

...that's. I do not...like to fight.

[ His expression turns into something with deep consternation and so much frowning. He can, being a sword and all. He was actually fairly strong too despite his blatant hatred of fighting in general. But he rather not do it if he didn't need to. ]

[swordboning]

You might want to invest in a friend that can, then.

[Rude but the truth.]