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 Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2014 6:10 pm
Nim clasped her hands together as she followed the demon through the building. This was amazing. There was so much going on here, and everyone looked so busy and focused. Not a single person looked like there were grasping for something to do. Clearly it wasn't fresh fun work outside where she could feel her powers, but it was glorious organized chaos.
She was led vaguely in the direction of some coffee machines and left to it. She gave a little clap, looked over the machines, and then got busy. A little bit of elbow grease, and a few wet rags, and she had it.. almost sparkling. Kind of. It definitely looked 60% less gross, at least.
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DarkHeartedSorrow rolled 2 6-sided dice:
5, 5
Total: 10 (2-12)
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2014 6:12 pm
She buzzed around a very unimpressed looking Cirrus as she cleaned up. The pony huffed as she sidestepped and nearly tripped over him, but she just patted him on the head in apology. Had she known they'd be serving coffee she would have gotten matching aprons for Cirrus and herself.
When she turned, there was already someone waiting. He didn't look up from his phone, but everything from his slicked back hair and twitching wings said impatient. Nim steeled herself with a smile and cleared her throat. "What can I get you?"
The man hardly glanced up before grunting out and order. "Skeletal Milk."
Nim frowned slightly. She didn't really know how to make that. Going to the fridge she took out some milk and some bones, and brought them to the machine. She stuffed them in and pressed a button that kind of looked like a blender, and the machine buzzed and whirred and clanked, and then spat out some thick liquid almost too quick for Nim to catch in a cup.
"Here you go!" Luckily the guy took the cup and walked off before he even took a sip. She sagged against the machine with wide eyes and looked down to her familiar. "I may have forgotten that I don't know how to serve coffee. This should be interesting."
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DarkHeartedSorrow rolled 2 6-sided dice:
2, 1
Total: 3 (2-12)
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2014 6:26 pm
"Slime Latte," hissed a voice behind her. Nim jumped and spun, pasting a bright smile on just in time to see the demon ordering. "Yeah, sure," she agreed, voice slightly higher than usual.
She grabbed some things that kind of seemed coffee like and shoved them in the machine and pressed the latte button. Hopefully it was that easy. If it wasn't, she was at least acting confident enough to hopefully deter them from challenging her abilities.
Like the first customer, this one just slinked away with his drink before trying it. Thank jack.
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DarkHeartedSorrow rolled 2 6-sided dice:
2, 3
Total: 5 (2-12)
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2014 7:24 pm
Nim was totally ready for the next order. No one sneaking up on her this time. She turned with a sunny grin to the reaper waiting.. kind of patiently. "What can I do for you?"
The reaper seemed to blink and process for a moment, and Nim actually felt kind of bad. He was clearly lacking the lifeblood coffee seemed to be for these types. When he finally seemed to return to the present, he tiredly ordered a slime iced coffee.
What was it with this office and slime?
Nim made it pretty much the same way she'd made the last drink, except she dropped some ice in at the very end. To her horror, when she handed it over, the reaper immediately took a giant gulp, and then seemed to deflate with immense disappointment. "This isn't my drink," he said, voice wobbly. "This tastes nothing like my drink."
He sounded close to tears, so Nim quickly pressed the power button to turn her machine off. "Oh look at that, it stopped working. Better go find someone to fix it bye!" She rushed off, subtly (not subtly) motioning for Cirrus to follow her.
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