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Café by day, Club by night.

The sun had just peeked above its bed of clouds, signaling to Eyris that it was time to start another busy day. As the citizens rose to meet this new day head on, shops began to open up, each with their own signs out front advertising their own unique services. They were all mundane though compared to the new café in town that would soon open. The two story building had previously been home to a family run inn, which had suddenly gone out of business and was forced to sell when the owner died. It had been on the market for over a month, when out of the blue a black haired, blue eyed girl, noticed the building and bought it for a large sum of gold.

It had been run down when she acquired it, but many weeks later it had been dolled up to look even better than it had in the past; easily overshadowing all the other shops in the area. With its almost shining, white brick walls, it stood apart from the dull red the other buildings had been made with. Dark green ivy traveled up the walls in various places accenting the walls even more. The two long windows out front were made of a special glass that had been blown with the help of Eyris’ resident dragons. From red to pink they faded, casting a soft warm glow into the café when the light ran across its surface. A small sign lay in the corner of one of the windows that read, ‘Do not lick the windows.’ Above the doors and windows was a large red awning to protect customers from either rain or sun and above that was a large sign written with black letters that read ‘Hostess Club.’ Behind the store was a patio that had extra tables with umbrellas over each one, for outside seating to accommodate more customers during the day, since only the first floor was the café. The first floor was the only floor renovated; the second floor was still made up like an inn, and had not been changed at all.

Thump. Thump Outside the front of shop were two people, both vastly different from one another. The first was the one currently trying to hammer a nail into the door so they could hang a sign on it. She was the owner of the shop, a young adult, with long, curly black hair and bright blue eyes full of life. It was impossible to mistake her for a normal person though, with her furry, black, fox-like ears and tail. Nor did she have normal hands or feet, both being adorned with claws, showing she was in no fact human. The other person appeared to be more normal. He had long, bright blue hair and eyes to match. Though, his clothes and voice made his gender one that was hard to discern. To some he might appear a man, to others a woman. It was no well guarded secret the gender of this person, but it often seemed to be.

“Hey. Why don’t you transform and give me a hand here, Kris?” the fox-like girl named Hatmon asked as she pulled both the nail and the hammer away from the door and sighed, only to reveal all her pounding away had only put a small dent in the dark, polished wood of the door. The one known as Kris simply turned his head to the side, as to look at something coming down the street, or as Hatmon interpreted pretend he hadn’t heard anything. “Fine, just for that, I’m going to make sure you get appropriate punishment later.”

As Hatmon once again brought the nail up to the door, she raised the hammer ready to put all of her strength into this task. As she started to swing the metal object towards the nail, a shadow blocked out the light causing her to stop mid-swing. She wasn’t even given the chance to utter a word, before a strong, green claw pounded the nail the perfect distance into the door with a single swing. A gasp escaped her lips as the green claws wrapped around her body and spun her around, before setting her back down on even ground. “Ganon!” Hatmon purred happily, pleased to see the lizard man. “Thanks for your help, as always.” A smile lit up her face as she looked up to meet the man’s eyes, before she turned to Kris and frowned at him. “It’s almost the big day, so let’s go out and put our plan into action,” Hatmon’s hand swung back and hung a sign on the nail. As the three walked off in their separate directions, the new sign swayed lazily from the nail. In freshly painted black letters, the sign read, ‘Help Wanted.’

Apple Pie
Apple & Blackberry Pie
Fruit Cake
Biscuits
Caramel Slice
Cheesecake
Cheese Scone
Cherry Crumble
Chocolate Cookie
Chocolate Pie
Cinnamon Rolls
Cream Pie
Crepes
Flapjack
Fruit Scone
Jam Doughnut
Muffin
Shortbread
Toasted Fruit Scone
Toasted Teacake
Toffee Pie


Apple Juice
Cappuccino
Espresso
Filter Coffee
Flavored Latte (Caramel or Hazelnut)
Flavored Mineral Water
Glass of Milk
Herbal tea
Hot Chocolate (Optional: Marshmallows and Whipped Cream)
Latte
Lemonade
Milkshake (Strawberry, Chocolate or Banana)
Mineral Water (Still or Sparkling)
Mocha
Orange Juice
Pot of Tea
Water

September 20, 2009 - Officially Open for Business
September 20, 2009 - Opening Day Theme: Maid

Blossom was humming as she adjusted her headband, her smile bright. Not everyone had arrived for work yet, which was worrisome--Hatmon was about to open, for goodness sakes!--but she knew they'd better get here soon. If they didn't want to get chewed out, that is. Blossom clipped on the purple bands to her headband, then headed into the main room. Her skirt swished around her knees, feet barely making noise on the floor.

Blossom brushed her bangs off of her face. "So, what--" she started to ask. Hatmon hadn't heard her, though; she approached the door, opened it, and flipped around their sign. Okay, then. She trotted over to the counter near the kitchen and picked up a small pad and a pen. Okay, now she had her pad, now she could take orders. What kind of waitress would she be if she couldn't do that?

This'll be fun, Blossom thought, smiling. It was nice to be a mercenary and help people, but this way, she could spend less time away from home and more time in town. It was better to keep connections, and she could train more often with Clang and Chickenwire. Win-win situation!

Ganon hummed, sitting on a stool in his corner of the room and tuning his guitar. "Dee dee dee," he hummed, plucking a string as he turned the corresponding tuning key. He looked stellar in a fine white outfit, with an unusual heart-shaped eyepatch to, he'd said, "please the ladies". Just why he believed an eyepatch would do this was hard to fathom, but he was a big dangerous reptile and you didn't argue with him. Though he'd usually be first to concede in an argument, which made the decision to use him as a bouncer questionable.

Until you realized he could turn ejecting a rowdy customer into a show for the other patrons. Then it'd be jolly good times for all!

Once satisfied with his guitar, he strummed a few chords. "It's funny, I know," he sang, "But I'm disappointed in you. I thought you could read my mind... Dah DAH! Right..." He reached up and turned a key a bit more, then plucked the string and resumed, "But I came home early, and saw that a drawer'd been opened. Looks like you've been reading my diary instead, alright." He stood, placing a claw on the strings to stop them vibrating, and put the guitar on the stool. "Evening, ladies. We about ready to open?" he asked as he made his way to the bar. One claw gently rapped on it. "Vika, wherever you are, can you get me a glass and a pitcher of water?"

I shall now demonstrate the Law of Sacae…
Tribesmen fighting with all they have for the sake of one another!

Sue, the Nomad Trooper was taking a long awaited and deserved break away from her duties as far as fighting for Learania. While that duty in itself was rewarding, the green-haired young woman sure needed some downtime after the struggle with the Heroes and the Dark God. Besides, her tracking senses were pointing her in a direction of someone familiar, someone who was long lost before the final battle against the remaining Heroes begun.

She took a walk into the inviting new establishment, greeting Ganon at the doorway. Of course, the nomad noted, he was busy playing away on his guitar with passion. Musicians. No matter what instrument they played, they added a sort of "flavor" to life that made it that much more enjoyable.

"Hello, Ganon." Sue said fondly to the friend of FEF who'd helped them so many times in the past. "What a fine place this is..." she complimented, taking a good look around at the neatly arranged prepared food and the tables.

It was upon looking around she saw the familiar one she'd been trying to track for a while. Sue blinked her eyes, not believing them. "Ninian...?" she whispered. All she did was wait for the half-dragoness to answer her.

When was the last time Ephraim actually sat still in a cafe? More or less, the new hostess cafe that just opened a few moments. It caught his attention. From the outside it looked like just a regular white brick building, but once inside the setting is completely different. He couldn't hep but actually walk in and see what they had to offer.

It didn't seem too busy since the cafe had just opened and there was only a few waitreses running around One of them ran by him and the fresh smell of a strawberry scone was absorbed with the combination of a glass of apple juice.

It was enough to make his stomach growl lightly and oh if he could grab that piece of scone he would. He kindly sat himself at one of the neatly set tables and grabbed the mini menu that sat to the side of the table.

Now I'm stuck here
But I don't belong here

I wanna be where you are
Maybe I'm not so far from home