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Lady Shimizu Vice Captain
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 Posted: Tue Jan 22, 2013 8:07 pm
 Ƚʊɳɑ Ϩʜɪϻɪȥʊ
"I hate everything about you, and I never want you to be with me . . ."  As Luna walked to the Cafe at which she ate everyday, she had her eyes on her notebook, her pencil to her nose in thought. Then she accidentally bumped into someone. "Ah! Sorry!" she exclaimed, but the man still glared at her, then, for no apparent reason but to do it, the man pushed Luna into the cafe door, but Luna immediately stood back up, her face red from embarrassment at how people probably saw that. "Watch where you're goin' next time lady!" the rude man snapped. Luna sighed. People always seemed to overreact to things from Luna's viewpoint. All she had done was accidentally bump into the man, and he pushed her. Were all men that childish?Luna opened the door to the cafe with her eyes settled on her usual table, which was, fortunately, still available. She sat down and immediately began writing in her notebook, every few seconds she'd stop and think, but then go back to writing again. She looked up for a few seconds, gazing around, wondering who'd end up serving her, then went back to writing. Sometimes she'd flip back a couple pages, looking at something, or reading something, then turn back to where she was. She kept on smiling the whole way through."I love everything about you, I wanted you to be with me forever . . ."
I'm at the Cafe again, where else would I want to be?
Who's around me? Well, besides the servers no one.
How am I today? Well, I guess I'm feeling rather creative
What's going on in my head? Well I wonder if I should make my story more . . . action-packed?
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Posted: Tue Jan 22, 2013 9:03 pm
 " I know, I'm a little strange. But that's what makes me super unique! "  ------"SOOO GOOD!" Sanae smiled as she kicked her legs from under the table, her white hair bouncing as she fidgeted in her seat. She had been in the cafe the entire time, drinking a smoothie and eating some cake that some waiters had given to her, she didn't pay attention to who. She ordered the usual, strawberry cake with chocolate shillings sprinkled on top and the usual vanilla and chocolate smoothie. She loved the food, the people, HELL, she loved everything there! Sanae took a bite of cake and smiled happily, noticing that her favorite maid, Chocolate had been behind the counter as always, now was talking to Touma after Vanilla had come in to bring the costumes. HEY! WHAT IS THEIR THEME FOR COSPLAY SUNDAYS? Sanae wanted to know so bad. But the her thoughst went back to the brown hair and the brown eyes of Felicia, whom always caught her attention. "I wonder if one day, she'll be able to serve us!" she thought, staring at the woman's chocolate eyes, so brown, just like her parent's, "I CAN'T WAIT!" It wasn't before long when she saw one of the customers hug her and take her all for himself that she huffed. "That's not fair at all!" she shouted, crossing her legs and then her arms. Sanae stood from her seat, ( for some reason, FORGETTING that she had a smoothie and cake to finish ) and then went up to Felicia and hugged her too.
------"She'll give free sweets to me!" Sanae shouted, sticking her tongue out at the boy who had hugged her first. She was very childish and naive. Most of all, she hated it when the things she liked were being stolen from others. In this situation, it was like having her mom being stolen from her as she pressed her head against Felicia's arm, some of the long brown hair ticking her face. For some reason, she couldn't help but notice that Felicia smelled like she sweets she cooked herself, Chocolate and a hint of Vanilla. DID VANILLA SMELL LIKE VANILLA TOO?! WOW! She wanted to smell like candy! Although maybe that was a bad thing, they could attract ants. Sanae continued to hug Felicia, narrowing an evil, playful eye, the red eyes she had at the boy who seemed to be her age, only a little--------no more than a little taller than Sanae.
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2013 1:51 pm
 He had just been walking home to his apartment where he lives with one roommate when he had suddenly been run into by some strange girl he didn't know. He was very hotheaded, so when she did so, after he had been working practically all day, he snapped. He glared down at her and didn't even hear her apology when he pushed her away and shouted at her angrily "Watch where you're goin' next time lady!" He really didn't care where she ended up after he shoved her, for he walked away immediately back in the direction he was going.
After walking for a few minutes and putting a block between himself and where that girl had bumped into him, he noticed a much prettier girl walking the opposite direction of him. A grin grew across his face and he approached this girl. He leaned on the wall she was walking next to on his hand and said to her "Hey hotty. What's a fine girl like you doing walking around a place like this all alone? Why don't we endulge in each others' company, hm?"
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2013 2:26 pm
┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓ C l a r i s e F a i r
To much of a good thing- Clarise, with her long sea green pig tails bouncing, walked down the street from her studio apartment to her new favorite cafe. It was just close enough that she could stop by regularly and get some coffee and relax for a moment or two. Just thinking about the coffee they served there got her excited, to the point where her caffeine addiction made her walk faster then normal to reach it. Everyone who also enjoyed the sweets and drinks that were there seemed polite and nice enough to be around as well, which was another reason it was her favorite place to visit, even if she never spoke to anyone there...
It wasn't her fault! Everyone there just always looked so busy with their jobs, and even if there was just someone sitting alone in a booth with no one to talk to just sipping their coffee, who was Clarise to interrupt them? The lass was almost to the warm cafe when some red headed hot shot decided to step in her way. She crossed her arms across her chest and listened to what the man had to say, and when he had finished she rolled her eyes and laughed. Was this a joke? One of those hidden camera shows where they tape your crazy reactions to things like this? After Clarise was finished laughing, she wiped her eyes and looked up at the man. "I'm terribly sorry, but I don't associate with fiery casanovas such as yourself." She spoke softly and gave a small smirk. Then she walked around the man without a second thought.
After the odd event that had just happened, Clarise's craving for coffee increased. Walking a little bit more, she could see the cafe at the bottom of the street and when she had finally made it the smile on her face couldn't have been sweeter. She walked right on inside and took a seat at her favorite booth, one with a window's view, and waited for one of the maids or butlers to take her order.
can be wonderful... ┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛
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Posted: Thu Jan 24, 2013 2:12 pm
✿---------Ɍukas--╰╮--Ȏlivetti---------✿  ----------------------------------
【.....Rukas entered the cafe singing a wonderful tune in her head. She wanted to come here for quite some time right now. Rukas had time before heading home so this place seemed perfect for something to eat. Rukas smiled and sat herself down at an empty table awaiting to be given a menu.
While being in the cafe she heard something crash to the floor. She stood up in case there was a fire but chuckled at the sight of a certain green haired girl smashing plates to the ground. "Haha, she is so useless...glad she got a job though." Rukas thought to herself and looked at the napkins......】
---------------------------------- ⇢Where am I?: Cafe
⇢What am I doing?: being bored
⇢What am I thinking? "Wow Beke's back...can I get her to be my waitress?"
⇢ooc:
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2013 3:26 pm
Aуαкσ Izυмι ║▌│█│ ♥║▌║││█║▌│ ✿║║█║█║▌ ♦│█║▌│ ♠║║█║▌ ☆│█│║▌║│ ♣│█║▌│ ♫║║█║█║▌ ☮│█║▌ Ayako sat at her usual table, sketching away in her sketchbook. The paper was filled out with a drawing of a room that seemed to be for a birthday party, and notes were scribbled all around the sides. 'Lets see... I just need to finish up these party plans for Mr. Arakida's daughter's birthday, then I need to return to the studio after I have lunch to help Ms. Hanari set up for the cosplay event', she thought to herself as she continued to edit the sketch. After a few more minutes of scribbling and jotting down notes, Ayako set her pencil down for the first time since she had entered the cafe. She glanced around at the other fellow customers and maids and butlers, then glanced back at her menu. 'I'm in the mood for a vanilla and chocolate milkshake... but what should I have for my actual lunch? Ms. Hanari gets mad whenever I skip a meal or only eat sweets, though she's the same at times. Maybe I'll just ask one of the maids or butlers', she thought as she waited to be served. Her unique multi-colored eyes sparkled as she took out her iPhone, along with her headphones as she placed them on her head, and started one of her favorite playlists. She adjusted the volume to the point where she could drown out the rest of the cafe, but kept it to where she would still be able to hear if someone approached her. Out of the corner of her eye she noticed a few people staring at her "outrageous" attire. When they saw that she had spotted them, they looked away and pretended that they weren't staring. Ayako just rolled her eyes and rolled her cramped wrist around, trying to get the numb feeling out. She always got stares like this, but she didn't care. It was the way she liked to dress, plus her family was quite alright with it, why would she change the way she looked because of what some strangers that she probably wouldn't ever see again thought? 'That's what's wrong with the world today, people judge others before they even get to know them. If they don't like the way I dress, then they should just stop staring', she thought as she sighed and flipped over to a new page in her sketchbook, and began to doodle a random outfit with "uniqueness" much like what she was currently wearing. ║▌│█│ ♥║▌║││█║▌│ ✿║║█║█║▌ ♦│█║▌│ ♠║║█║▌ ☆│█│║▌║│ ♣│█║▌│ ♫║║█║█║▌ ☮│█║▌ {OOC: }
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2013 11:41 am
 ------------"Don't call me kitten!" Chocolate said as she crossed her arms in a fit. She never really liked to be called that. In what way did she resemble a kitten? She didn't know. "You are to call me Miss Chocolate during work." she continued, now pointing a finger at the butler, "It's respect ya know." Even though they were buddies, they were still at work, and as a boss, Chocolate knew how to draw the line. The sound of plates breaking caught both the maid's attention afterward. Both of them jumped at the sound as Chocolate was busy being admired by her customers, Ayumu hugging her suddenly surprising her, not being able to leave the spot, leaving Vanilla to go see what had happened. "Umm . . Guys . . " Chocolate sighed as she peered over at Vanilla who nodded and finished up writing the order that she had gotten from the customers. Then, with her white hair flowing behind her, she decided to go inspect the kitchen. Chocolate was still left with Sanae and Ayumu to deal with, her chocolate-colored eyes darting back and forth at both of them who held onto her and sighed as Sanae smelled her hair. "If you don't let go of me," she teased with a bittersweet smile, crossing her arms, "Then you both get no sweets got it?" Chocolate didn't like to say that, but she had to. It was starting to get weird with all the eyeballs facing her.
------------Vanilla had walked through the small hallways and noticed that someone had been standing by the entrance to the kitchen, Daichi. Mary gripped her tray in both hands in hopes of not trying to sound mean and said, a few feet from the man, "Customers . . . can't look . . .in the kitchen . . ." with her eyes of blue pools looking at him almost pleading or begging and her arms wrapped around the tray like a stuffed bear. "So . . please . . be seated . . I'll . . be right . . with you." Mary continued, her eyes looking down and then up as she ran towards the door, opening to find that Beke had dropped plates again. She then sighed as she knelt down next to the green haired woman, smiling as she picked up the china that she had tried to grab before Mary. "Be careful . . ." she said, looking up as she picked up the broken pieces, "Miss Chocolate . . will get mad . . if we don't hurry . . " It was then when she picked up one of the last shards of glass that Mary cut herself, some blood pouring down her ring finger. Her eyes widened at the sight but then returned to normal. Mary was always taught by servants that when you cut your ring finger, you have a bad future with marriage. Was this a sign? Mary didn't get the wound cleaned at that moment like most people would, but she stared at it for a while, some blood dropping on the floor.
OOC : Sorry for the late reply. I am REALLY SICK right now . .
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Posted: Tue Jan 29, 2013 2:15 pm
  Takeru was surprised at the sound of breaking glass and his head wizzed around to face the direction of the sound, which just so happened to be the kitchen. He then saw Miss Vanilla heading for the kitchen to investigate. Hmm, she looks worried, he thought to himself, worried about her himself. As he finished up jotting down his customer's order quickly he bolted towards the kitchen at a controlled pace, weaving and bobbing around the tables without disturbing them and dodging anyone that was in the way. As he passed by the counter he caught a glimpse of Miss Chocolate dealing with a pair of needy customers, and he just caught what she said to them and his first thought was Man, I haven't heard her that serious with a CUSTOMER before... they must be REALLY getting on her nerves...
Disregarding Miss Chocolate's situation, he kept walking towards the kitchen, and walked around one of the customers, he was pretty sure Daichi was his name, as he walked into the kitchen. What he walked into was something that he should have expected, it was predictable at least. Beke had dropped some plates, and Miss Vanilla had leaned down to help her clean up. He sighed, thinking that it was just like her, but he wasn't upset about that. What he was upset about was that she had cut her finger trying to help, which meant she probably went a bit too far trying to help.
"Miss Vanilla, are you alright?" he asked her calmly but worriedly as he walked over to her and leaned down in front of her. He became shocked when he saw her face, for it looked like she had seen a ghost. He looked at which finger had been cut and understood when he saw it was her ring finger. He knew of the superstition, it was fairly common amongst the middle and lower class residents, where getting a cut on the ring finger is a sign of a bad future with marriage. He, of course, never believed this superstition, so he decided that he should comfort her since he figured that she of all people would have taken it seriously.
"Miss Vanilla, let me see your finger," he said as he took her hand gently and examined the wound more carefully. "I see, you seem to have cut your ring finger. Don't worry though, I'm sure you'll be just fine if we clean it up and wrap a bandage around it," he said comfortingly with a smile, hoping that seeing his smile would make her smile as well.ViViD Maestro Sry, but as rules dictate I am allowed to post since you did not for over 24 hours (48 in this case, since I waited for another day in case you were going to post, but... confused )
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Posted: Tue Jan 29, 2013 11:11 pm
⎩ ◣ Ｈisao Ｔadao ◢ ⎭ ◣Think: Please let this be over soon...I need to work on my music.
◣Person: Anyone
◣Doing: Cleaning...what else.
◣OutOnCelebration: Boom! Crash! The sounds illuminated like the hits of the drum, beating a yellowish aura after each sound. Hisao raised his head in slight curiosity, his mouth open as if to signify his shock, but his eyes looked rather blank.
He saw a vanish of indigo locks rush past him in an effort to see what had happened, Hisao didn't mind the brush against his shoulder, or rather his bicep since he was a tad taller than some. Apparently Beke had dropped something again, and Mary, being her usual nurturing self, went to see the issue be resolved. More so, as if anything worse could happen- she bled. Hisao sighed to himself and thought about the mess that would have to be cleaned up, and the callused hands of his would not perform music well with blistered fingers and a damaged soul.
He pushed his little bucket with mop inside towards the location and promptly pulled out a first aid kit from a compartment in the far back of the bucket. He tossed it towards Takeru without words and began to sweep up the broken shards of porcelain plates that probably would have cost $3.50 each. Kneeling down towards where the shards lay, he placed the small dustpan on the floor and began to sweep up the shards, tossing them into the trash on his highly efficient bucket contraption.
In a short while the deed was done, only blood remained on the floor to reminisce about the cut flesh. "Don't get hurt again- too much blood lost will make you dizzy and if you're dizzy, you won't work well." As blunt as his sentence was, he truly meant it. He would not get paid if someone was going to be hurt.
Leaving the area as prompt as he could, he found that yet another mess had appeared and as Hisao brushed the hair from his face to behind his ears and sighed. Cake bits had fallen to the tiled floor and somehow the chocolate icing had managed to stick on it like tar. He lowered his gaze towards two young girls who seemed like they were 16. Uttering a quiet grunt, one of the girls looked up with a smirk, while the other raised her head and offered an apologetic smile that suggested she tried to nab his attention to see him again.
He couldn't really do much to dash the handsomeness his face provided, the somewhat teenage-ish eyes he had and the subtle chin that suggested a calm persona was presumably hard to avoid. He shook his head and kneeled down to the ground and picked up the bit of cake with his bare hands and tossed in the trash behind him, wiped the frosting off the floor and gave a glare towards the girls who began to smile.
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2013 5:22 pm
If I had to choose a rose, in this garden of romance,
Maybe we could take this chance...maybe you're my love...   Chieko nodded to Anne. "Ah, thank you. I'm quite all right," she responded. She picked up the tray she had dropped and returned to the kitchen. Noticing that Miss Vanilla had cut herself, she was about to help but realized that others already had. Maybe it would be better to serve the customers right now... Chieko squinted at an order and poured a hazelnut latte in a cup, putting it on her tray. She made her way through the crowd of people and placed it at a customer's table, gracing them with a smile. "There you go," she said cheerfully.
On her way back, she noticed a green-haired girl sitting alone at a table. She seemed to be waiting for someone to take her order. Deciding to take care of it, as it seemed nobody else had done so, she walked over, and took a notebook out of her apron. Chieko uncapped her pen and tucked a strand of loose hair behind her ear. ”And how may I help you today miss?” The girl glanced around, and noticed the influx of customers coming through the doors. Wow. We're pretty busy today, she thought, tapping her foot on the ground. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
☼ooc: sorry for short-ish post!
Tomorrow's far away; let's place our hope in today.
Just you and me in a beautiful spring...and we'll always fall in love, again.
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