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Post: 111550146_16 created on Tue, 27 Sep 2022 06:39:23 +0000
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"Thank you, everyone, for joining us for the Opening Festival of Stella Sidus Academy." A young, raven-haired woman stood in the front of the stage with a microphone. "As many of you know, I'm Sierra Galatas, the Principal of Stella Academy. At my side is Lief Galatas, the Principal of Sidus Academy." Sierra gestured to the blond man standing beside her. He also happened to be her husband, and while that fact was known, she didn't bother addressing a personal detail in a professional scenario. "We've already held our welcoming speeches for this year, but both Lief and I felt that just a speech wouldn't be enough to help foster goodwill between knights and mages. As such, amidst studying, we have many activities planned for this year, including this opening festival. Our students have been preparing for this festival for a month, so I hope that all of our guests and fellow students will enjoy the festival."

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For the festival, each house will be hosting their own restaurant for one day! All houses have worked on their restaurants for a month, perfecting the theme and menu of their restaurant. As we hope to welcome one another for a wonderful school year, we decided that a restaurant, which aims to welcome its guests, would be a suitable first event of the year. The festival will span over the course of 4 days, with each house opening their restaurant for one full day.

♦　　　DAY O1 ━━ House Ignis
♦　　　DAY O2 ━━ House Ventus
♦　　　DAY O3 ━━ House Lacus
♦　　　DAY O4 ━━ Free-for-All

Each day, one house opens its restaurant as the main attraction, changing the first floor of their dorm home— a lounge area—into a restaurant. Various vendors and entertainment from businesses located near Stella Sidus will also be situated, but the main attraction will be the restaurant. The festival is open to all, so guests will not only include fellow students and staff, but people from neighboring cities, tourists, etc. Festivals at Stella Sidus have always been highly promoted and are a huge attraction for the school.

The houses will be competing against one another, with their successes being tallied by school staff. A winner will be announced at the end of the competition, on Day 4. Day 4 is a free day in which no restaurants are open, and the school will host various activities (food stalls, games, dancing, etc.) for all students to enjoy together.

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Post: 111550146_17 created on Sat, 29 Oct 2022 11:21:01 +0000
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DAY 3

The service industry was an admiral industry. The fake smiles as they cater to patrons, unreasonable and the like, and being able to tolerate such disrespect was something not to aspire to, but to respect. Ashe understood on a fundamental level to fake it with a smile until you made it, but it was more for personal satisfaction than the necessity. Now, she knew that seeking approval was the loser’s way of going about life. She was free to do as she pleased and she was not going to let a stuffy customer get her down and stop her from cleaning this rather annoying spot on the floor after a nasty spill.

Deep breaths, Ashe. Your break will be soon. She assured herself, brushing back a strand of hair that had gone disarray from her otherwise immaculate ponytail. She’d been a silent statue for most of the time, but as she passed NPC-kun who had alleviated her of her position for her quick break, the dirty look she shot at one of the leaving customers could chill even the hottest of climates.

A relieved sigh left her as she folded her apron and tucked it underneath her arm. She passed the kitchen on her way to her final destination, grabbing two tupperwares hidden between piles of ingredients stacked to the brim.

”You’re doing great, friends. The food is looking good!” She addressed the two cooks in the room, Kuja and Shinobu, with a thumb’s up and cheer as she slid past to the other door, into their break room and spotted a familiar face.

”Hey kitty, how’s it going?” She greeted the other woman lounging, already knowing that Renea’s break aligned with hers. She popped the two containers into a small heating device and leaned on the table with arms crossed as she waited. The wonders of technology forever at her grasp as she hummed, making little jingles from the beeps to pass the time. ”Oh before you eat your lunch, I made something for you~” Her singsong tone was cheerful, but to anyone who has known the woman for more than a year, that usually meant something devious, almost frightening.

The ding beside her only served as an ominous signal as she took out those containers, careful to not burn her fingers and took the seat across from Renea as she slid one of them smoothly over to the beastkin’s peripheral. ”I thought to try my hand at some of the items on the menu last night, would you be so kind as to try them out for me?” Her voice was sweet, almost innocent and begging as she looked at her friend with big doe eyes and a pout. ”I’m trying my best to be more… self-sufficient, I promise it’ll be edible!” Red flags really. Ashe wasn’t a bad cook; she was just… experimental. It was true that she meant no harm but that might not translate to the odds and ends of which she mixed the spices and ingredients.

The entree looked harmless. To match the theme of the Alchemic cafe, she decorated the fried chicken she had made with edible glitters. She’d studied a bit of Tsuyin cuisine, and crispy fried batter was one of their specialties so she had tried to incorporate some crunch into the mixture… too much crunch in fact with the pretzel bits and chip dust. Did she mention that the glitters actually… popped? Like pop candy. To the side were some weirdly cut and shaped fruits, but not just any fruits, fruits enhanced with some kick! What kind of surprised look would you have if you bit into an apple and her brain processed it as spicy and not sweet? The anticipation from this elf was poorly concealed as she waited with bated breath for Renea’s next move.

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Post: 111550146_18 created on Sun, 30 Oct 2022 01:17:33 +0000
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　　❖ HE❤RT'S ON FIRE !! 」
　　　　　　　　LOCATION: lacus day 3　　COMPANY: helia

Though Sirin initially had no intention of being a waitress during this whole ordeal, the offer would never be refused if it were put to her. She preferred not to, but wasn’t wholly against it. In this case, she would do as any other Howell would: overcome the trial with absolute domination.

So it was this mindset that had her don the blue uniform with only a small amount of protest (it was too tight in the chest area) and set upon the tables with a warmth that rivaled the sun. Every customer that entered their quaint café was met with a smile adorning her face along with the practiced grace that accompanied her everyday step. Not only was she a friendly and welcoming force, she wove through the tables in a route that proved to be the fastest to and from the kitchen, bringing the plethora of glasses and plates to and fro.

The Beastkin established a rhythm quite early and it was only with the information of depleted ingredients did she finally grind to a halt. With two plates in her hands, Sirin briefly calculated just what part of their meal each customer was on. Most already had desert and there were at least six tables that had yet to order theirs. "I'll get more. Write down a list of what you need and I'll grab Helia to restock." She spoke matter-of-factly, turning on her heels to deliver the two plates. Once said plates were placed on the table and a smile was given to the two, Sirin turned and sought out Helia as quickly as possible.

"Helia we have a problem." Sirin spoke up once she found him, not wasting any time in letting him know just what problem that threatened their victory. "We have run out of ingredients for the RIP Krispies. With their surging popularity and lack of ingredients, our victory for this competition will slip away from us." There was an edge in her voice that said she had no intention of losing, not when she had so much to prove. Yet the next moment that was gone, "But I can't carry everything we need alone and you're the only one I can count on to help me." At this, Sirin reached up to gently placed her hand on his arm, eyes imploring Helia to help her secure their victory.

"I have to go pick up the list from the kitchen, if you'll come, wait for me by the side door. We can hurry to the store and pick up everything we'll need then." At that, her hand would drop from its place on his arm and she would turn to head back to the kitchen, hoping he would lend his aid.

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Post: 111550146_19 created on Mon, 31 Oct 2022 12:42:05 +0000
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XXXXXX███ *xxxlacus cafe

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DAY 3

"Welcome, mortals, to the Dark Lord's castle!"

"Um...sorry, was this not...Lacus' Alchemist Atelier Café?"

Naberius Tenebris was having a bit of a problem adjusting. When suggestions had been taken for the theme of their house café, Naberius had of course suggested something not only befitting of their house, but also of his status as an up and coming Dark Lord. By some unfortunate twist of fate, or perhaps the irksome machinations of some misguided hero, his plans to overtake the Lacus common room and herald an era of darkness through delicious food and beverages, was promptly ruined when it was not his suggestion that was picked but Ashe's. Although he was perhaps, just slightly disappointed by this unexpected turn of events, Ashe seemed excited to turn her café idea into a reality. And really, who was he to begrudge his senior such an opportunity? Let alone, a senior who was a coveted member of his dark council.

A ruler of darkness should be as benevolent to his minions as he is ruthless to his enemies. Naberius reminded himself with an affirmative nod, as he resolved to play whatever part he could to help make Ashe's vision a reality. Besides, an alchemists lap wasn't that far removed from a dark lords castle. After all, every dark tyrant had a trusty abyssal alchemist at his side, every ready to cook up bitter brews and catastrophic concoctions for his lord's nefarious purposes.

Ok, so he still slipped up from time to time. But he was the Dark Lord, and playing the part of a mere mortal cashier was not quite as intuitive to him. That was, until Ashe reminded him of how important of a role he played in this entire affair. As the cashier, he was the one with control over all their earnings. He was the guardian of their coveted gold, their precious bounty reaped from hours of relentless toil and tribulation. This duty had been entrusted to him. Him of all people! For it was a duty that could only be left in good hands. The good hands of an all-powerful dark lord of course!

And so, Naberius agreed to be a Cashier, so long as he could at least wear his cape. A Dark Lord never ventured out without his cape.

"Thank you for visiting Alchemist Atelier, that'll be ten-nintey! And while you're here, please consider donating to the Dark Council! We'll take any amount you can offer!"

Hey, at the end of the day, a Dark Lord's gotta do what a Dark Lord's gotta do.

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Post: 111550146_20 created on Mon, 31 Oct 2022 13:12:14 +0000
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DAY 1

How the hell they'd ended up in this situation was beyond him.

For one, when Shion Haizaki had suggested that their house café for the school festival be themed around a fight club, he did not seriously believe that the idea would have been chosen. After all, even he could admit that it was somewhat ridiculous. Other than the blockheads in Ignis, what other idiots would want to fight to get the food that they were paying for? Still, he'd given the feasibility of the idea little thought when he'd submitted it, simply wanting to do the bare minimum by suggesting an idea at all.

Imagine his absolute state of shock when he realized his joke of an idea had been chosen to be brought into reality.

"...The hell? Did none of you other idiots submit anything?"

As it turned out, no, not they did not.

And thus, House Ignis was stuck with this idiotic concept of Café. Granted, it was his idiotic idea, so Shion at least decided to take some responsibility and helped set everything up. The actual look of the café wasn't too bad, if he did say so himself. The central attraction with a boxing ring they'd set up in the very middle of the café, where live fights would take place every time someone ordered food. The idea had been inspired by the law of the jungle; the strong get to eat while the hungry starve. As such, whenever anyone ordered anything, they had to fight their waiters in order to receive their food. Tables had been set up around the ring for customers to enjoy the matches and cheer for their favorite fighters.

Everything was ready to go, and on the day of the event itself, Ignis quickly realized a very pressing problem with their entire concept.

They were just too damn strong.

Of course, this didn't come as a surprise. Ignis was known for being the most rambunctious house of the three without question. Hot-tempers and prideful hearts were hardly uncommon here. As such, the mere idea of losing a match was abhorrent to all of them. Which presented a huge problem, because if they kept winning, according to the concept they'd ran with...no one was going to get any food!!!!

"Aight...Ima be real with ya'll here." Shion said with crossed arms as Ignis called an emergency team meeting to address their complete and utter lack of customers. "This s**t ain't workin'. Either we gotta figure out some other way of attractin' customers, or we gotta start t-t-t-th-" The beastman scrunched up his face, ears twitching in agitation as he tried to spit out the word on the tip of his tongue. "Throw- aaaaaaaaaaah s**t, it can't say it!" What self respecting knight or mage would throw a match? Even if it was for a greater cause, it was still unacceptable!

"s**t, okay, new plan. Rhya! Let's go square up right now! Instead of fighting the customers, we'll be the mealtime entertainment!"

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Charles von Ordelia's eyes never held any warmth. Like perpetual pools of ice, they bored their frigid gaze into whatever happened to be the subject of their ire. Regis had long since learned that shivering under his glare would do little to alleviate the chill that seemed to ripple through his soul whenever he was the sole object of his Stepfather's attention.

"You mean to tell me, that your graduation from the Academy is to be delayed by a full three months without exception?"

There was no masking the pointed edge to his tone. Not that Charles had ever concealed his disappointment to spare his Stepson's feelings. Regis felt a familiar phantom pressure on his shoulders, his own gaze firmly fixed on the floor. Looking up now would be like meeting the eye of a predator that already had it's fangs bared. It was just asking to be eaten.

"Yes. I've already consulted with the academy's office of administrations. Considering the circumstances, the delay is inevitable. Accepting a three month gap in the curriculum of a final year student is not a concession they are willing to make."

"I can't recall the last time an Ordelia failed to graduate on schedule." Regis restrained a flinch. Failure. A pointed and purposefully chosen word. He understood the implication, even if Charles would not say it outright. Circumstances did not excuse the outcome. It was Regis' own fault that this was happening. Perhaps he should have been more diligent in making a good impression upon his teachers so that they might vouch for his capabilities. Perhaps he should have preformed better in his classes so that there could be no doubt as to his readiness to graduate. The fact Regis had no say or control over the decisions of the school board did not matter. A meteor could have fallen upon the earth in this very moment, and even then, he could not say for certian that Charles would not still blame his failure to graduate promptly on his own shortcomings. After all, such was the level of perfection expected from those that bore the name Von Ordelia.

"Well, it seems that since I cannot expect you to graduate as scheduled, I assume that you have at least guaranteed by now that you will graduate Valedictorian of your year?"

"Yes father." He answered without hesitation, knowing that was certian of no such thing.

"And of your plans after graduating?"

"I have consulted with the academy's guidance counsellors-"

"Your brother Claudius had already guaranteed himself a place in the royal guard by this point in the school year."

"I...am preparing my applications. In light of the situation concerning the academies, the application period has been shifted-"

"You understand that has yet to be an Ordelia Knight that did not get accepted into the Royal Guard if they applied, don't you Regis?" A threat, and a thinly veiled one at that. The Ordelia's perfect record was to remain unblemished, no matter what the cost. Even if that cost meant cutting one off from their number. Regis willed himself to take a deep breath.

"Regarding...alternative pathways..." He began tentatively, finally raising his gaze just far enough to catch a glimpse of his stepfather's expression. "Should the Royal Guard not be a feasible option at this point of time..."

If his gaze had been ice before, the one Charles gave him now could have been compared to raging blizzard, as Regis felt icy pinpricks rise across his skin.

"If one is craven enough to admit even the possibility of defeat, then they have already lost."

DAY 2

He opened his eyes to find that he'd fallen asleep at his desk, pouring over papers and applications that now lay in a tousled mess across both the table and floor. Morning had come far too soon, the hours passing by in the blink of an eye, like doomsday countdown perpetually hanging over his head. Regis did not have time for something as pointless and petty as a school carnival and yet his position as a prominent fourth year in Ventus and an ever-gallant Ordelia knight demanded that he participate with a brimming enthusiasm that he certainly did not feel. There were so many more important thing to worry about, like graduation, and securing a job. Important things. Real things. Not this farcical nonsense that would mean absolutely nothing once they left the blissful safety of the academy's walls. For the fourth year, that time was fast approaching.

Running a hand through his hair, he got up, unwillingly forcing himself to get ready for the day ahead, catching a glimpse of himself in the mirror. He paused, blinked and then sighed, a spark of annoyance rising in his chest. Instead of familiar blonde locks, his hair was now a bright, neon green.

"Really...?" He could quite easily hazard a guess as to who might be behind all this, and for that reason alone he refused to give them the satisfaction of an outright response. Be it by some troublesome spell or by plain physical shenanigans, his hair was now green, and he had neither the time nor the means to fix it. Regis caught himself gnawing viciously on his thumb and hastily shoved it into his pocket.

This didn't matter. This was just a minor hurdle, an inconsequential obstacle on the road to more important objectives. He didn't have time to be flustered by this nonsense. Hastily, Regis got himself ready and hurried off to begin the days events, green hair and all.

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DAY 2

Takao wasn’t nervous, he was just being cautious.

Taking several glances outside of the kitchen to spot a shock of green wasn’t all that bad, really. It’s not that he felt guilty about what he’d done, he was challenged by Kyouka after all and any issued prank by the fae was something he could not ignore. A point of pride if you will.

Still, he hoped senior Regis wouldn’t have his head for it if he ever found out.

Just focus on the food. There was a certain privilege with being surrounded by so many ingredients for free and not worrying about being caught stealing them or accused of such a notion. The only good thing going for the first year was his deft handling, but having to actually remember the nuances of preparing and cooking the food was a whole other level he was not an expert in.

Prior to the elevated status of being a student in Sidas Academy, bread was his… butter. That was the saying, right? While they came a long way from being street rats who only played for scraps, warm food was still a luxury on good days. It was a reminder of how much he had to strive for now that he was given such a grand opportunity.

Taking another peak at the service window, he’d witnessed a tumble that probably wasn’t to the benefit of the tumbler. From the brief moments he’d witnessed his senior in the common rooms of their house, he’d come to the conclusion that senior Esther was… a magnet for accidents. This time though, it looked to be a nastier fall than usual as she would normally pick herself back up after such a display.

”Sorry, Eowyn-senpai can you turn the fire off once this is done cooking?” He didn’t really wait for a response as he rushed through the door nearby to help the mage up to her feet.

”Nothing to see here folks, don’t mind us.” He recited cheerfully as someone else helped to clear the situation and do some damage control. Nothing was spilled, and nothing was broken, so it was more of a spectacle than an actual accident, which they should probably be grateful for. He took Esther’s hand gently to help her up and guided her back into the kitchen and away from prying eyes. He would have taken her all the way to the backroom, but he wasn’t sure how bad the fall was and there was a perfectly functional chair that was there in case you needed a break and not to help Takao get ingredients from the high shelve in the vicinity.

”Stay here, senpai.” He ushered gently, grabbing a clean washcloth and running it through some cold water before kneeling down in front of Esther and rummaged through his pockets for a roll of bandages and tape. There were some light scrapes and bruises on her arms and hands but the real winner was the blossoming bruise on her knees.

”I don’t think these will work for your bruises but should cover the minor scrapes.” Like clockwork, Takao had already started patching her up, wiping off the light blood dirt from the wounds before rolling the white bandages across cream skin. ”I’m sure Kyouka can cover for you just fine if you wanna have someone more professional to look at it.”

Taking a peak from his ministrations, he noticed the bitten lip and despondent expression. It reminded him of when he would get injured or beaten after being caught. There’s a lingering shame at showing such weakness, especially at such a crucial time like this and so he did the only thing he could think of to do in a situation like this.

He pushed his nose up and squinted his eyes to look at the finger pushing his bridge into a ridiculous looking expression.

The frozen expression he received did not bode well initially and he was ready to apologize until Esther broke into giggles. That eased his tensed shoulders for a bit as between fits of laughter she had asked ”What are you doing with your face?”

Proudly, he responded. ”It’s supposed to distract you from the pain, senpai. My brother used to do it all the time.” He even puffed out his chest in pride at that before finishing up whatever he could, tying the bandages and taping them securely.

”How do you feel?” He asked, making sure he didn’t miss anything, but also, to make sure Esther was in tip-top shape to continue her role.

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DAY 2

Irvine Kinsley reporting for duty! The fey from Caelum tightened the bow to his black apron. Pinned to his chest was a series of cute cat pins to match the cafe’s kitty cat theme. To the side was his nametag — his name written in bold chicken scratch. He stood at the cash register, his face resting bitchely as ever. His mouth was set in a firm line, angled eyes seemingly cool and appraising, with bonus eyepatch making him look edgier than he ever would without it.

“Hello, welcome to… “ Irvine paused as a skyscraper of an elf woman stepped up to the counter. “Ventus Cat Cafe…!” The knight exclaimed much to the elf NPC-chan’s surprise. Must’ve been the difference in volume. Or was it something about his countenance?

“I’d like… “ She pursed her lips, mulling over their menu, then at the multitude of kitties lounging about. Then she turned her eyes to the menu once more. “Hmmmm….”

Irvine waited patiently and at attention like any true knight would. Although he felt a little naked without his sword today, some senpai/upperclassman from Ventus assured him that his words and skills as a cashier would be a better weapon than anything else today.

“Hmmmmmmmm….”

“...” He craned his neck to see the small line forming, not at all getting nervous about the delay. There were plenty of people choosing to dine in to play with the cats.

“One… coffee? And anything sweet?”

Irvine gave her a genuine smile, a smile he knew to offer from his days working on his family’s bakery. It wouldn’t do to frown at customers, even if they were a little bit slow to order. “How would you like your coffee? Which size would you prefer? Would you like a cake or a pie? A scone?”

“Uhhh…. “ The woman patted her stomach. “I’m not that hungry so…”

“Small coffee. Regular sugar, regular cream? And how about our specialty dish? I can assure you, it’s very cute and if it’s too much, you can always split it with a friend.” Irvine suggested.

“S-sure!” She nodded, relieved at an end to her decision anxiety.

“We’ll get on it soon.” He jotted down her order and slid the paper over to the chef working in the back. “In the meantime, while you wait, the kitties here are really friendly!” Irvine gestured over to a handful of waiting cats in all shapes and sizes waiting for attention. “I’m sure they’d like some company!”

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DAY 2
If you asked her, Esther would say that her day was going swimmingly well. Their cat cafe was seeing huge success across all kinds of customers. Their decorations were on point and the entire aesthetic was adorable to boot. She saw customers and wrote down orders for the kitchen to fulfill all while maintaining conversation. Food and orders were coming out like hotcakes and it was all Esther could do to keep up with the demand. She had more than a few shiners to show for it too now, bruises and scratches dotted her skin in the most unpredictable of places from running into cabinets, the sharp edges of tables, and even one improperly held fork. Still, she persevered.

Just as she rounded the corner, one moment she had solid ground beneath her feet and the next she was on the floor. She didn't even have the frame of mind to yelp out in surprise, still, the customers and staff around her reacted for her plenty. Murmurs and sounds of concern floated about as she registered the pain in her knees. ”Nothing to see here folks, don’t mind us.” Hands reached out to her and she looked up to take Takao's hand gratefully.

"I apologize dear customers, please enjoy the rest of your time." With that they quickly shuffled to make their escape, the pain flaring something fierce now that she had space to focus.

”Stay here, senpai.”

With a nod that went largely unnoticed she tapped at her new bruises absentmindedly. Her own lack of balance was hardly anything new. It was a part of her that she couldn't explain away or fend off with exercises, it was something she had learned long ago to simply laugh away. So it was surely not that which made her want to cry. Takao seemed to take her silence in stride as he calmly wrapped her bruises and patched her back up, he was such a good kohai like that. What kind of senpai was she? On the verge of tears with no clear explanation as to why (or maybe she already knew the reason and the crushing fear of failure was something she couldn't even admit to her—) . She bit her lip in frustration.

Sudden movement in front of her registered in the back of her mind and Esther found herself temporarily frozen with a total lack of understanding. Just what-? A breath and then elated laughter. Esther giggled with no thought of restraint at Takao's silly cherubic face. "What are you doing with your face?" Oh gods, she couldn't breathe. Any attempt at stopping the peals of laughter was rudely interrupted by the return of a snort here and there.

”It’s supposed to distract you from the pain, senpai. My brother used to do it all the time.” His brother was a genius.

Oh dear, her cute kohai was proud of himself for that, huh? She had to admit it was a very successful tactic. ”How do you feel?”

"I was okay before but I am so much better now, thank you Takao." She heaved a sigh as the jitters finally began to taper off. She tentatively reached out a hand and affectionately ruffled his big and floofy hair. "It's about time I get back on the floor, thank you for the first aid and the laughter, it was priceless." Getting back on her feet she wiggled her legs this way and that to test their mettle. Happy with the now just dull ache instead of the blooming pain from before she smiled in something akin to triumph. Her body was occasionally mean to her but it wouldn't betray her like this. "I tell you what, lunch is on me when your shift is over, okay?"

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Diantha scowled as she wiped away the tables of the restaurant. Surviving as street vermin in Nivosus meant she had experience in a variety of different fields, including working as a busboy (or busgirl?). She hated customer service work, because she had about as much willingness to be kind to unruly customers as she did to unruly thugs. At least they put her on cleaning duty and not waiting on tables. Then again, since they were doing Fight Club as a theme, maybe waiting on tables wouldn't have been the worst thing.

Then again, it would've been better if she could've avoided all of this entirely. By which she meant, the ham-brain who blew up Stella, you know, didn't do that, the school year didn't get reset, and she was closer to graduating instead of held back by three freaking months. That dumbass Ashe probably had to do something about it. Diantha felt her fist instinctively tighten. Maybe I should fight a customer t—

Oh wait, wasn't there talk about throwing matches?

Nah, nevermind. With her break over the horizon, Diantha headed to the back to nap on a couch and inhale whatever the chefs left out. I think Thesior is on break with me? She saw enough of him as his roommate, but she supposed she didn't mind his company, if only because she could've been stuck with someone worse. Diantha laid onto the couch to take her nap, hoping Thesior wouldn't wake her with some hair-brained nonsense.

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lacus restaurant (day 3)

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naberius

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"I dare you to get Regis-senpai to dye his hair green!" Kyouka huffed proudly in the face of her old friend. She wondered how Takao would pull it off, but when she walked into their restaurant, she was unpleasantly surprised to see that Regis was not green, like a highlighter! Kyouka stalked him for the day, trying to figure out where the alleged green-ness had gone! Takao! You failed me!

The day had passed, chaotically as expected, and when the next day followed, Kyouka was ready for even more chaos. Some students were grieving over the fact that the year "restarted", but for Kyouka, she was thrilled! The opening festival was great, and she was already having a splendid time. With a burst of energy, Kyouka erupted into Lacus' restaurant. "Naberius, I have arrived-de gozaru!" She paused, then looked around. "Hey, I thought this was the Dark Lord's Castle? This isn't anything like what I thought it was going to be! Naberius!" Kyouka pouted, leaning onto the table and staring at Naberius with furious indignation.

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KUMASHIBAKUMASHIBA ━━ tab LOCATIONKUbreak room (day 3)
KUMASHIBAKUMASHIBA ━━ tab COMPANYKUashe
KUMASHIBAKUMASHIBA ━━ tab FEELINGKUdead

Ashe was a girl full of all sorts of interesting ideas, so when Renea heard Ashe's idea would decide their theme, she had a vague concern that their restaurant would turn into a black hole of nonsense. Contrary to her expectations, their Alchemist Atelier-themed was oddly cute. I'm sorry for doubting you, Ashe...! Even though, let's be real, Ashe would've been fine with a completely chaotic restaurant and Renea knew that.

Renea absentmindedly ran the register, mulling over the year to come. Stella Sidus was known for an opening festival every year, but this was different from all of its previous festivals, and it made her more aware of the new year to come. Would she do well? She didn't even pass last year and got held back... I'm a... a... Super Second Year! Noooo! Without even thinking, she grabbed hold of her ears, pulling them over her face as though it was defend her from the embarrassment that came with the acknowledgement of that fact. Despite spiraling in her own stress, Renea still had room to explain to their customer the truth. "Yes! We are Lacus' Alchemist Atelier Café!" Her increasing stress made her voice come out later than she intended, and she only grabbed her ears tighter when she realized she was raising her voice. Renea instantly crouched down, whimpering a soft, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to yell..." from behind the counters. She heard the customer's footsteps as he left, and a hand released an ear to lightly hit Naberius on the leg.

"We're not the Dark Lord's Caaaaaaastle!" Renea squealed, resting her head against the counter's shelves. It wasn't the first time he'd introduced their restaurant with that outlandish title. I have to go on break now too! What if he keeps doing that? What if it drives away customers?! What if I lose?! Oh no, if Lacus loses, my brothers will never shut up about it! They'll bring me ice cream and wrap me in a blanket! The Prince will fire me! Again! Who asks for their job back once, let alone twice? I'm a failure as a Knight. No wonder the Prince fired me...! I'm pathetic... Whatever color was left in Renea's face was all gone by now, as she dug deeper into her self-made hole. I can't do anything right. I won't become a Knight. I won't become anything... I'll die alone... No one will find my body for days. By the time they find me, I'll be a half-rotten corpse...! The Prince will laugh at my dead body. As he should. Clumsily and weakly, Renea rose to her feet. She grabbed Naberius by the shoulders as their next customer left, turning him to face her. Her gaze was hollow, as though she'd seen the future in which she perished.

"I'm going on break now, Naberius. Please do not introduce us as the Dark Lord's Castle. We are not." With words as empty as her gaze, Renea shakily departed, practically wobbling her way back to the break room. Did she even deserve to eat? I'm just eating food other people can eat... Failures like me should just starve and die. The fact that their restaurant wasn't even closed for the day and results weren't announced didn't even register in her brain. In this state, as far as Renea was concerned, Lacus already lost. She slumped into a chair, leaning back as she contemplated the meaning of life.

The door opened, and Renea weakly glanced to see Ashe walk in. Ashe greeted her with a pep in her step, and with a groan, Renea sat up straight. She shouldn't bring Ashe down. It's not Ashe's fault that Renea was just a through and through worthless loser. I would be worth more if I was a worm, I'm sure... She thought as Ashe opened up her lunch containers. Renea nodded thoughtlessly at Ashe's words. Normally, she would've been more cautious of Ashe's... generosity, knowing how the fourth year could get, but all of Renea's energy went to digging her own execution site.

Renea looked skeptically at Ashe as she slid the dish over. It was clear something was up. She was trying too hard to get Renea to eat this.

Was it poisoned? Would it kill her?

I'm worthless anyway. Dying for Ashe's science will be a useful way to die.

Fearlessly, but not for the right reasons, Renea dove right in and took a big bite of the dish. It looked harmless, so maybe—nope. Oh, no, what was this crackling feeling? It looked savory, why did it taste like a sugary heartbeat? Why was it getting hotter in her mouth? Renea felt her survival instincts kicking in, but the rising feeling she might throw up and a weak attempt to save her dignity and not vomit caused her to clasp her hand over her mouth. In a desperate attempt to get whatever this dish was away from her tongue before it lit it on fire, she swallowed it whole. The beastkin abrupted into a coughing fit once it went down, and she was gasping for breath. "A... Ashe...! Wh... What was that?!" She looked at the blue-haired elf in a panic, her gaze shaking. "W-Why are there... two of you...?!"

As the world spun, Renea began to feel herself fall. Oh s**t. And she was out before she hit the floor.

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DAY 2 / LATER IN THE DAY

Esther hummed some silly song she hardly remembered the lyrics to as she sat by the meeting spot. Save for the mess earlier in the afternoon, the rest of her remaining duties were fairly salvageable with an overall wholesome day of working together with her dorm members to be the best cat cafe they could be. The fact that they could play with the kitties throughout the day was a much appreciated benefit. Now it was time to show off her battle scars and numerous photos of cats to Kuja.

Spotting a familiar head of silver hair in the distance she stood up and waved her arms in greeting as the figure came closer and closer. Despite her obvious enthusiasm his pace didn't change. If anything, he seemed bored but also vaguely smokey? What was that about?

"Kuja, come here I have so many cat pictures to show you I might explode!"

Eating up the remaining distance between them she took him by the elbow and whipped out her phone to already scroll through her numerous albums. Surely she took pictures of a cat he could spiritually connect with. Oh, she also had some pictures of the cute bandages they found stocked in the backroom after unfortunate tumble #3. Which reminded her!

"Did you see my cool bandage?" She lifted up her tricep for display to show off the cute bee bandage Kyouka knighted her with. He huffed in his own way and she smiled through it all. Once she had affirmed that she heard him loud and clear they continued on their walk. She scrolled through more pictures as thoughts floated around in her mind. What else did she want to tell him about? Oh, yes. The most pressing thing all day. "Can you believe it, there were so many sweets being ordered and baked, but I wasn't allowed to try any of them." she whined to him plaintively.

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mood: whiny

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XXXXXX███ *xxxalchemist atelier café

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DAY 3

"We're not the Dark Lord's Caaaaaaastle!"

Whack! Renea's hand smacked Naberius on the leg in a belated reminder not to let himself get carried away. Naberius cringed and nodded his head swiftly in acquiescence.

"Ah, yes! Alchemist Atelier, Alchemist Atelier." The dark-lord-in-training repeated to himself furiously, as if repeating the phrase over and over would finally get the concept to sink into his head. "Ruthless as ever Firefang Devil Werewolf! Every day you refuse to join our Dark Council is another grievous waste of your natural talents!" Naberius couldn't for the life of him figure out why Renea was so opposed to joining in on his assembly of evil. From the day he'd laid eyes upon the second year, he'd known that she'd make an absolutely perfect addition to their ranks as the wolf demon of flame, ender of worlds and devourer of souls. Sadly, she refused to see the potential in her destiny, though Naberius was determined to find a way to open her eyes to the truth sooner or later.

For now though, they had a café to run.

"I'm going on break now, Naberius. Please do not introduce us as the Dark Lord's Castle. We are not."

"Yes Firefang, I understand Firefang. Leave it to the dark lord! By the time you return, I will have accrued five times the amount that we have made thus far. And we shall bathe in the gold that we have taken from our enemies!" Well, maybe not literally. That didn't seem like it'd be very comfortable.

Bidding Renea a cheerful farewell, Naberius got back to work, repeating the words 'Alchemist Atelier' over and over again, until he was abruptly interrupted by a familiar arrival.

”Naberius, I have arrived-de gozaru!" Kyouka! Another ever faithful member of his dark council, come to support him in his endeavours, as any good thrall should. As far as council members went, Kyouka was one of his most dedicated, never failing to answer his summons when he called for dark assembly. She was always the first to agree to try out their new dark introduction poses with boundless enthusiasm. Even now, she proved her unwavering loyalty to his dark ambitions by being one of the first council members outside of Lacus to arrive. Truly she was an upstanding example of a dark general!

"Hey, I thought this was the Dark Lord's Castle? This isn't anything like what I thought it was going to be! Naberius!"

Oh…oooooooooooooooh....uh oh. Riiiiiiiiight.

"I’m sorry Dark General Typhoon…" The aggrieved dark lord mumbled, hanging his head in shame when faced with the other first years concentrated pout. "My power…wasn’t strong enough to overcome the forces of light that conspired against us. That is my failure as your dark master." To have disappointed one of his most loyal followers so terribly...truly he was ashamed at his own incompetence. "But, but, but!!" His face lit up with the realization that there still remained one last dark ray of hope! One last shining beacon of nefarious darkness! "The menu item that I submitted! It's the most popular dish in the whole café! Everyone loves it. The powers of darkness might yet triumph! Here, Kyouka, you should try one for yourself-"

At that exact moment, another student from Lacus walked by them, slapping a large sign in front of the door that read, 'OUT OF RIP KRISPIES'.

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His one ray of dark light was gone. His evil hopes were now utterly extinguished. He had failed in his dark duties to his most dedicated servant. Naberius slumped over the register in defeat.

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Why were they so damn stupid?

Okay, sure, Vashti had co-signed the Fight Club theme, so she didn’t have a leg to stand on. It was hard, but she knew she couldn’t gaslight her way out of it and had to keep her mouth shut. It could have been a half-decent idea if they had the foresight to charge for admission instead. At the time, she was sure there was a target market for people that wanted to see their enemies get trashed. But hindsight was twenty-twenty and Ignis was a prideful house that couldn’t even say ‘throw’ and ‘fight’ in the same sentence, let alone do it. Go figure.

While her housemates tried to stage a comeback, Vashti’s gaze naturally looked for the one, big hindrance that could fall on their plans. “Oi, Rai.” She took a few steps towards him and, without giving him a lot of time to answer, hooked her arm with his, ushering him away from the Ignis huddle. “C’mere, it’s time to make ourselves useful.”

While everyone had struggled with this task — herself included — it was as if Rai hadn’t even tried. And yeah, she was fuming about getting her a** rocked while he stomped his opponents into dust. They both agreed to throw their fights, and she had actually trusted him. She was so disappointed in her fellow dragon. Her hopes of finding another ally in this unchartered territory had been dashed once again.

Her grip on Rai’s arm tightened as they approached the kitchen, her free arm throwing the door open. “Word has probably gotten around that we’re assaulting people over here, so we have to draw the crowd back.” Her nose wrinkled and she seemed to struggle with what she was about to say. “The food Ehmyr and Kleil made actually tasted… really good? Wild. ... What if we get them to cook up some samples? Do some hustling, charge for dinner and a show or whatever, and we might be able to turn this around... Hm, there it is.”

Vashti had led them right up to the walk-in freezer that was tucked away in the back of the room. She opened it, waving her hand for Rai to lead the charge inside, “I think I’ll change my signature dish. It’s great, of course, but could use more of a ‘wow’ factor…” She eyed him for a few seconds as she considered asking him a question, but in the end thought better of it. There was no need to play the 'buddy buddy' game; Rai was too unpredictable. This was for the best, really. Her gaze flickered to a spot over his shoulder and she lifted her chin towards it, “Bring two of those boxes over there for me, would you?”

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