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chirigami rolled 2 6-sided dice:
2, 3
Total: 5 (2-12)
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 Posted: Mon Jun 09, 2014 10:30 pm
Somehow the young witch had made it to one of the intended tasks of their internship and managed to lose Xavier in the process. And though she really didn't know him at all, she was not fond of having made the trek alone and that she was in fact... alone. This was going to be so bad!
But she still pressed forward towards the weird machine that apparently was supposed to be able to make coffee. Which was covered in gunk. And took some time to clean - all while complaining and whining and just being her usual miserable self. But what made matters worse was that when it actually looked decent, the moment she turned around... there was a line formed behind her of eager looking office workers. All staring at her. All expecting something from her. Maple backed up into the machine with her breathing hitched and looked at them like a deer in headlights. Oh... dear.. Hecate... what did they want?!
"Slime iced coffee." One of them said, a burly looking imp with a broken horn and a sour expression.
"W-what?" The witch nearly whimpered out.
"Slime iced coffee." He repeated, looking a bit more sour. "You one of the interns, right? Slime iced coffee."
And then there was silence, the mood of the crowd growing a little agitated as Maple just stared at them with her breathing now giving way and growing a little erratic. Intern? What? - Oh wait. Oh right. Oh dear T__T That was right, the internship she didn't sign up for. The ghoul squeaked and turned rightly around with a jump and stared at the frightening machine. It was one of her duties...
Well, at least she knew it made slime, right? There was some... in the... no, she wasn't going to stoop that low. Wasn't going to pull it out of the waste. Without knowing what she was doing, Maple just began tapping at random buttons and tossing in things that seemed... right... and going between cupboards for.. just about anything - even more cups and things... until something was made. Which at least looked green - but felt a little on the warm side.
She didn't turn fully when she handed it to the first customer. Nor did she remember to actually take money.
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chirigami rolled 2 6-sided dice:
5, 2
Total: 7 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon Jun 09, 2014 10:38 pm
The first customer hadn't said anything in regards to the drink, nor did she hope for him to stick around to find out about how well she had done. (There might have been a miffed noise but... there were just a bunch of people now it was hard to tell whom it was from). They still kept coming though, and the next one was up and trying to get her attention.
"Oi, ghoulie." She hissed and when Maple finally opened her eyes she found herself looking at another female witch. Apparently a very competent looking witch, dressed in a sharp suit and a very mature face. (Maple felt a little bit of envy for a moment until the female snapped her attention again). "Skeletal Cappuccino." And began looking at her nails. And tapping a heeled foot on the ground.
"... okay...." Maple replied in a whisper and turned back to the machine and the ingredients at hand. She began randomly pressing buttons, mixing in ingredients that seemed like they were supposed to go and playing with settings she didn't really understand. She had at least had a cappuccino before, so kind of knew what was supposed to go into one and what it was supposed to kind of look like.
Kind of.
But this was still Maple and her confidence of actually getting something she knew of to come out correctly was next to nill. Still.... something was made. (She might have also now been wearing half of what she had been trying to create in the first place. There was a wad of slime on her horn and some milk on her shirt). And she passed it to the elder witch with a little groan. "I'm s-sorry..." The younger apologized in advanced.
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chirigami rolled 2 6-sided dice:
1, 6
Total: 7 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon Jun 09, 2014 10:47 pm
By now the little area where the brew-o-matic 5000 was beginning to look like how Maple had originally found it. Cups and unclean blender pitchers were just about everywhere and the slime had migrated back onto the top of the machine. Maple looked positively miserable all the same, but then again, when didn't she. Just a little more haggard. And forlorn.
Maple turned to the next person in line, a vampire from the looks of it - easy to tell with the deep red eyes and the elongated fangs poking out from between his lips. She waited patiently for his order as he thought about it, seemed to make a decision and then reconsider it. She really didn't mind, the line was thinning anyways and seemed like it would be a chance to flee for her life after this customer. Just needed to plan and figure it out.. and hope. Oh Hecate, when was there ever hope.
"You know what? I'll just take a blood soda," he finally told her after some consideration, giving her a very pointed smile.
Maple stood there for a moment then turned to the machine, wondering if it was actually possible to.. make soda. Did it make other things? She looked to the buttons.
"Should actually just be in the fridge." The customer actually pointed out, and actually pointed out.
"O-oh..." She stuttered and made to retrieve it from the large fridge of ingredients. Sure enough, there was a collection of sodas for the taking within the cold confines and the witch simply pulled one out and handed it to her last - hopefully last - customer. He thanked her, leaving some silver seeds on the counter and left.
That.. what one had been easy. Well, not the whole thing but at least that last one. (And some silver seeds... wait, was she supposed to take money?) Either way, finding an opening at last, Maple made her break for it and left that dreaded machine behind.
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