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

[psycholawgy]

Are they super salty?

[ Because then she could just buy a bowl of noodles and give it to Phoenix as a Christmas gift. ]

[carptricks]

Nope.

But I'd make the claim that they're the best noodles in the city.

[kaito they're the ONLY noodles you've had in the city]

[psycholawgy]

I somehow think that you should have ordered noodles from Archer.

[carptricks]

But I wasn't in the mood for ramen. Takoyaki will be just fine.

[speaking of that guy--]

Why is his face superimposed on an attorney's badge?

[psycholawgy]

Because this is a collaborative project. Isn't it clever?!

[carptricks]

[eeeeeeeeeeeeeh]

I think it's a little weird. Memorable, but weird. I s'pose memorable is the important part.

[psycholawgy]

I hope that's memorable in a good way!

[carptricks]

He almost looks like he has a golden halo hanging around his head.

[squinting at the emblem some more and sob, that is not an answer kaito]

[psycholawgy]

[ ... well, that comment isn't so bad. ]

I like it!

[carptricks]

Of course you do. You came up with it.

How's it feel to own an entire food cart?

[psycholawgy]

I don't own it.

[ She pulls out the permit from her pocket and shows it to Kaito. The paper reads that the stall is owned by Archer Dynamite. ]

It's Archer's! I didn't know his last name, so I made one up.

[carptricks]

. . . [Archer Dynamite]

Why Dynamite? And he told me you were the owner.

[psycholawgy]

It sounds cool, doesn't it?

[ And once she feels that Kaito's gotten a good enough look, she folds the paper back and puts it in her pocket again. ]

He doesn't know I put the stall under his name yet. I'll tell him later.

[carptricks]

It sounds. . . explosive.

[get it. dynamite. explosions]

And you're one sneaky and devious attorney, aren't you?

[psycholawgy]

[ wow, that is the best compliment ever. ]

Thanks! I have my ways.

[carptricks]

[hey he'd take it as a compliment, too]

So I see.

You guys must be pretty close, if you're giving him an entire food stall.

[psycholawgy]

Oh! Well... I wouldn't say that. But he's a good friend.

[carptricks]

Since when are good friends not close?

[psycholawgy]

[ Thanks, now she feels kinda guilty!! ]

Well, I haven't told him much about me yet.

[carptricks]

[don't feel guilty!1]

Doesn't mean you aren't close. Everyone has things they don't share with other people, right?

[psycholawgy]

I guess... and it's not like he asks about them.

[carptricks]

[a slight pause]

Would you tell him if he did?

[psycholawgy]

It's the least I can do for his honesty.

[carptricks]

[a "yes," then]

[and he wants to ask what she means by "his honesty" but. welp. he's not one to pry.]

That's pretty open of you in and of itself, I think.

[psycholawgy]

Like you said, we're good friends.