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hugtopia_logs2020-07-07 11:06 pm
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Entry tags:
- !: lup,
- c: ardyn lucis caelum,
- c: ciel phantomhive,
- c: devon darconin,
- c: goofy,
- c: honerva,
- c: kaito,
- c: kyoko mogami,
- c: lance,
- c: libra,
- c: minato arisato,
- c: nico di angelo,
- c: noctis lucis caelum,
- c: nyx ulric,
- c: prompto argentum,
- c: satoru gojo,
- c: shinji ikari,
- c: taako,
- c: verstael besithia,
- c: vianca
Affurgato Mingle: July edition
♥ Who: Open to all
♥ Where: Affurgato
♥ When: This week
♥ What: An open mingle at the restaurant which is... mysteriously celebratory!
♥ Rating: who knows, probably PG/13ish?
Regulars of Affurgato might notice things have spiced up a little bit in the last several days; the decor is a little brighter, the staff more upbeat, and the food, while tasty as ever, is a little different. The restaurant is advertising a summer menu of slow-cooked BBQ sliders, sweet potato fries with honey butter dip, grilled pineapple and watermelon slices, and warm peach cobbler with ice cream. The prices are slightly more premium than usual, but ooh, doesn't it all smell worth it? Newcomers might even get a discount, if the right elf twin gets their bill. But how do you know which one's the right twin? ...Yeah, good luck with that.
For this week, the menu will include two curious additions as well: a Thanksgiving-esque meal including fresh slabs of turkey and stuffing, flavoured with bacon grease, and a slice of rainbow layer cake. The cats are very attentive, especially to recognizably good tippers, and there's a display sign outside the door with a doodle of a binicorn in flashy sunglasses shouting the words "ONE YEAR MORE, NERDS", which might be weird to those who know that Affurgato opened about six months ago. Ah, well.
Also noteworthy is the fact that an actual, tangible magical bicicorn will be running around for the first 45 minutes of every daily shift that the restaurant is open, trying to scoop people up onto his back and deposit them in front of the shop. You're here now, so you might as well get a meal, right? Don't question it.
Come one, come all! Enjoy some good food and the company of your neighbours, maybe visit the elves and see what's up.
♥ Where: Affurgato
♥ When: This week
♥ What: An open mingle at the restaurant which is... mysteriously celebratory!
♥ Rating: who knows, probably PG/13ish?
Regulars of Affurgato might notice things have spiced up a little bit in the last several days; the decor is a little brighter, the staff more upbeat, and the food, while tasty as ever, is a little different. The restaurant is advertising a summer menu of slow-cooked BBQ sliders, sweet potato fries with honey butter dip, grilled pineapple and watermelon slices, and warm peach cobbler with ice cream. The prices are slightly more premium than usual, but ooh, doesn't it all smell worth it? Newcomers might even get a discount, if the right elf twin gets their bill. But how do you know which one's the right twin? ...Yeah, good luck with that.
For this week, the menu will include two curious additions as well: a Thanksgiving-esque meal including fresh slabs of turkey and stuffing, flavoured with bacon grease, and a slice of rainbow layer cake. The cats are very attentive, especially to recognizably good tippers, and there's a display sign outside the door with a doodle of a binicorn in flashy sunglasses shouting the words "ONE YEAR MORE, NERDS", which might be weird to those who know that Affurgato opened about six months ago. Ah, well.
Also noteworthy is the fact that an actual, tangible magical bicicorn will be running around for the first 45 minutes of every daily shift that the restaurant is open, trying to scoop people up onto his back and deposit them in front of the shop. You're here now, so you might as well get a meal, right? Don't question it.
Come one, come all! Enjoy some good food and the company of your neighbours, maybe visit the elves and see what's up.
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Hmm, I wonder. What're you offering?
[Besides eye candy. Even with the scars, he's not a bad looker.]
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Got dishes you need done for the week?
[ That seems like a good trade, kitchen help for food, in his mind. ]
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Technically we do have a dishwasher already... but I suppose I could give him a break for a bit. But fair warning: if you break anything, the chef'll add it to your tab, too.
[Orrrr they could just fix the break, since Mending is a free spell, but he doesn't have to know that.]
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Dishes are precious cargo. Understood, ma'am.
[ There's a hint of wryness in his tone, a glimmer of a joke within his eyes. ]
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Gods, don't say that, you'll make me feel almost old. You can call me Lup.
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You're the owner of this fine establishment?
[ If she is, might as well do a little brown-nosing. If she isn't, well, might make for friendly conversation. ]
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[She turns towards him, walking backwards, and points at the cat draped around her neck.]
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Manager Asshole, [ He dips his head quaintly at the cat. ] a pleasure.
[ Back to Lup: ] Let me guess, the chef is actually whatever that... four-legged animal was?
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Hey, Manager Asshole, you're still on the clock! Honestly, what a baby... And I would love to see Garyl in the kitchen.
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He makes an undignified, startled sound as the magic sparkles and crackles in a decrescendo where the cat once was. ]
Was that... magic?
[ Or was that cat just. A creature that could do that sort of thing?! ]
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Yep. The fella outside is magic, too. And the food, and definitely the cooks. So if you've got any objections, best bow out early.
[Most people roll with it, but you never know wth newcomers.]
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This whole damn place is magical, who would've thought? ] No objections here. Magic isn't so... common, where I'm from. Seeing others use it is new.
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[And here! Is a table for him! Also a menu. Look at her, the pinnacle of service.]
Okay, drink? Meal of choice? And, since I have a few minutes to spare- care for company? I don't mind walking a newbie through the ropes.
[Not an offer she'd make for everyone, but he's cute and friendly (and voluntarily helpful!) so he gets a pass.]
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And he'll be ordering the sliders, one of the sides, and a drink, sure. As for the offer of company-- ] Uh... Sure, don't mind at all. [ He'll make room for her! ] Can't think of any questions off the top of my head, though. I'm more impressed with everything you got set up here. [ And the magic. ] How long did it take you to open up a place like this? [ In a foreign world, no less! ]
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This place... about six months overall. Could probably have done it sooner if I wanted to.
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Yet he appears somewhat confused. ]
So you've been here... a year and a half.
[ The sign outside said "one more year", so. A year + six months = a year and a half. Math checks out!
He lets out a low sigh. Damn that's a long time to be away from a homeworld.... ]
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[He was close, though. The logic was sound! And it's not as if a year versus 1.5 years is that big of a difference, in the grand scheme of time. Especially for people like her.]
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Still, a whole year more... There's no indication how much time anyone here will have. He's seen on the network that some vanish without so much as a notice. Yet what's surprising is-- ] You're one of the few lookin' to stick around.
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[Poor guy. He's new, she shouldn't be so intentionally obtuse.]
I'm just no stranger to being stuck in the same place for a long-ass time. When this sort of thing happens, you make the most of it while you can. Sooner or later, either the world falls apart or it lets you go- one way or the other, we'll all get out of here.
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This has happened before to you--?
Being in another world.
[ That's an even bigger surprise. ]
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[So very, very nonchalantly.]
You're looking at a bona fide world traveler.
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For lack of a better response, he asks: ]
How many?
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[She grins back at him, clearly used to the surprised reaction.]
Honestly, I lost count. Used to travel the universe, one world per year for a hundred years. Then a while later I was stuck in space with a fleet of ships that found a new planet every month or so. So 110, 120, give or take a few.
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But he was the one who asked, and he's satisfied that he did, even if he may appear dazed. Talk about eye-opening.
Nyx raises his arm, scratching at the back of his neck. ] This place just another pitstop for you?
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[Considering her track record, that could be ten months or ten years. She's unbothered by it, either way.]
This is admittedly longer than I can usually stick around, so it's kind of nice to settle for a little while.
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