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]

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.

[carptricks]

[a nod]

I can tell.

[whoops, is that a small hint of emotion in his voice Athena's sensitive ears are picking up? IT MAY BE, but his smile is steady and bright either way]

[psycholawgy]

[ Well, it doesn't seem to be a bad emotion so she just shrugs it off. Nothing wrong there! ]

Maybe you should show him a thing or two about magic. Try to entertain him.

[carptricks]

[not negative, no! perhaps a bit wistful, like the feeling one might have if they're missing someone. . .]

[kaito snorts]

I tried. He's pretty hard to impress. Probably because he has a bit of magic of his own.

[psycholawgy]

He is... it's true. [ And she lets out a sigh. ] But that shouldn't stop you.

[carptricks]

Oh, it doesn't.

[he says with a cheeky smile]

If anything, I take it as a challenge.

[psycholawgy]

That's the spirit!

[ She sincerely hopes that Archer would gain more friends from his food stall thing. This might be a success! ]

I'm counting on you. Maybe you can treat him to some cotton candy.

[carptricks]

Treat him to. . . why? He can't get his own cotton candy?

[the point]









[kaito's head]

[psycholawgy]

[ ... inside joke failed. YOU ARE SO UNCOOL. ]

Nevermind. Just. Go.

[carptricks]

['SCUSE YOU I'M THE DEFINITION OF COOL]

What? What'd I say?

[psycholawgy]

Nothing.