There were a lot of cafés in town which made it hard for Halley to decide which one she would try out for a change. After much deliberation and searching through her phone she decided to go on the nearest shop, Creative Coffee. Unlike the usual place she frequents, this shop seemed to be more cozy and unoccupied. Well, there are a few but still not that crowded; pretty much to her liking.
Although there was no line, Halley opted to position herself to the side as she surveyed their menu. She was nearly disappointed that her usual drink was not up there until she noticed that they also do custom coffee. This made her smile a bit. As customary for her little act, Halley placed her head phones down to her shoulders to seem as if she would be able to converse like a normal human being would. After confirming their unique way of service she then ordered, ”Grande Coffee Jelly please.”
After her frappe was served, her eyes searched for the best place for her to stay hidden or rather not gather much attention. Thankfully, the spot at the corner near the right before you go upstairs was free. She would prefer to go upstairs but it was still closed so this was the best option she has, for now. Pulling up a seat, she then placed the headphones on and played a random song. She really cold not hear it, not that anyone would know about it.
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The majority of the day had been spent shopping for this secret Santa event that she had signed up for. It had been a while since she had tried to talked to strangers, so what better way to do that than with a nice gift? Man, when did this feline become so generous? Back in the golden days, she was pretty much a selfish piece of garbage that would only be so kindly generous with a**-kickings and/or pranks of every magnitude. She really was a troublemaker… Nico was starting to wonder how much chaos she caused her professors in those awkward high school days. Stuck in her thoughts, the only thing snapping her back into reality was a tug on her arm from her crafty little son. ” Look, momma! This is the place, right? Let’s go! “ Without even waiting for his mother or even waiting on permission to run ahead, Desi went and did it anyways. He wasn’t one to just stick around and wait for an answer; he was a go-getter.
” Desi! Wait up, damn it! “ The feline woman shouted out as she had chased after her careless and spoiled child. Some days his eagerness was cute, and others… well… Running into the coffee shop, the little boy’s bright blue eyes glanced around for their secret Santa person. The boy had swiped the fancy letter with the person’s name on the inside and with a wide grin, the little brat screamed from the top of his little lungs, ” HALLEY! COME OUT, COME OUT, WHEREVER YOU ARE!!!! “ Instantly after his little yodeling, Nico was quick to swipe him up by his shirt collar with a frown. ” Desmond Hayashida! Inside voices, please! “
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Posted: Fri Dec 07, 2018 12:00 am
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Halley was a bit hesitant in joining the Secret Santa event. Joining the event would mean that she will need to interact with someone who might possibly know of her current condition and she would not like that. Then again, the name she received in the mail seemed to be quite familiar. She tried looking for her in her yearbooks but there was none thus putting the thought aside as merely a false guess. Whether there was a connection between them in the past or not she decided to push through with it and bought the most practical item she could think of.
From the corner of the coffee shop where she sat, Halley noticed someone from her peripherals. It was a little kid who just stormed in seemed to have mistaken the coffee shop as a toy store. He was far too excited to get some coffee or maybe he wanted cake? She started stirring her beverage to let the whip cream mix somehow into her cold coffee. As she was about to take a sip, the young lady nearly spit it back out after seeing what the little one muttered. ”Is he pertaining to me?” She thought to herself.
Quickly she rummaged into her backpack to check the name of the person she was to exchange gifts with. ”Nico Hayashida. So it was a little kid?” At this point she would like to crawl into a hole and stay there. She knew that joining this event was a big mistake. He even brought back up. Although she was devastated at her own stupidity, she raised her hand with her lips slightly curved up as if to form a smile towards the boy. She took her back, slung it over her shoulder and walked towards him not noticing what his mother had said. ”Excuse me.” She started as she placed her head phones back on her shoulders. ”Mr. Hayashida I presume? She would give a polite smile towards his mother before crouching down to match the kid’s gaze. ”My name’s Halley. Are you my Secret Santa?”
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「. . .Because the cat's the only cat, who knows where it's at!」 ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂ ✪MOOD: Mellowxxx✪COMPANY: Bratty son & Halleyxxx✪OUTFIT: N/A - too lazy to find one lolxxx✪OOC:
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2018 6:57 pm
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X❥XXXHalley Fujisaki ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ XXXXHead Phones: OFFXX๑XXLocation: Creative CoffeeXX๑XXWith: Mr. Hayashida and his momXX๑
There was still a small hope that kindled in Halley's heart that she was mistaken. Her present was not the kind a little child might like. That was something she forgot to take in consideration when she decided buying her gift. Her eyes remained on the kitten's lips, waiting if he was to say something else. Alas, it seemed that it was his mother's words that came out next.
Brows rose as she understood her message. It appears that she was mistaken. It was not Mr. Hayashida but Miss Hayashida. Slowly she stood back up, pondering if her deductions were correct. The name Nico was sure to be given to a male but there are no signs of her being one. Then again, there are instances where parents prefer to name their child like this. Just to make them stand out. Still not convinced, the aspiring detective reached for the present as she hand over hers. Thanks "Ms. Nico Hayashida." she said to confirm once more.
Her present was in a blue paper bag with a variety of tiny shaped stars in silver. She was not the artsy type but she figured it would suit a boy as well as as her present. Since its winter, she picked two knitted wool scarves in beige and gray; neutral colors that she tought would match any type of clothing.
The question she had pushed to the back of her head was brought back by a question that was said by her secret santa. "I was asking myself the same question." She was not in the year books. So where have she had seen her before? "Do you excercise philantrophy as well?" Aside from the formal gatherings her family usually frequent her volunteering to help out those in need was the other thing she could think of thay may be their common ground. She prefered to ask the latter since the former may sound a bit arrogant to others.
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Philanthropy? Pffft, Nico wasn’t really the humanitarian-type of person. Well, technically adult Nico turns out to be a lot more considerate than teenage Nico was. Thinking back on it now, she really wasn’t much of a good person back in her early youth. She guessed that getting used and abused over and over had something to do with that. Plus, she was a feline. What could you really expect? While Momma Cat retraced her past steps, the kitten beside her was quick to rummage through the decorated goody bag that Halley had given them. ” OHH! “ Smiling brightly from ear to ear, the young boy wrapped the grey colored scarf over his shoulders. Desi practically buried his face in it since it was a bit big on him. Good thing he was still young; he could easily grow into it!
AH! I got it! You were at the orphanage, right? Well, at least I think you were unless I’m wrong. “ As many times as a rebellious young Nico got out and ran away from the orphanage, she was pretty damn sure that she had seen this woman’s face there a few times. She couldn’t necessarily remember if she was an orphan herself or just volunteering, but that was the best lead that she had. Glancing down to her son, she chuckled a bit to only see bright and excited eyes peeking over the top of the scarf. ” Thanks for the scarves, by the way. They’re pretty handy not only for the cold, but for shushing excited boys likes him. “ Silence was a luxury that this tired mom rarely got. Even as a freshly popped out baby, Desi was always energetic and loud. It was nice to finally get some quiet from time to time. Running her fingers over the scarf, it was pleasant to feel its softness. Yup. This was definitely good to get nice and cozy with whenever it got super cold during the day~
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2019 8:14 pm
Amiee had tried not to make this coffee place an obvious occurrence, the place she always went to in order to relax. She didn't want any of her psychotic family to find her, not unless it was her sweet innocent younger brother. But she really needed this coffee, it was some of the best in town! Amiee walked up to the counter, smiling to the waiter. "One Peppermint Coffee, please." She requested while exchanging the cash. She loved a holiday themed drink, and only ordered this one once in a while. Once the waitress returned with her drink, she took her coffee and walked over to a seat. She sipped at her coffee, whipping out her cellphone, and scrolling down looking at pictures. Amiee didn't have anywhere to be today, and didn't really know what to do. She brushed using her fingers at her hair up wrapped in a scrunchie, with a little crown accessory. She wore quite an expensive necklace, and it was stolen by her nutty family but not like she knew whom the owner even was, so she kept it cause why not? Her eyes would dart around from time to time, but otherwise focus mostly on her phone's contents.
「❥」LOCATION ⇁ Coffee Shopxxx「❥」COMPANY ⇁ No onexxx「❥」EMOTIONS ⇁ Borreed, but satisfiedxxx
Officer Fairfield would walk into the Coffee Shop flipping through a small notebook that held different little notes and bits of information of different things. Mostly his own notes from his current investigation into the F.P.D and their...current affairs. He would get in line, writing down small things here and there with a pen before then shaking his head and scribbling out something he realized was now useless information. James would sigh before putting away his notepad in a back pocket and walking forward in line as he was now up next"Large coffee with extra heavy cream and sugar please"the Officer would order his own drink and waited there until the order was made and handed to him. James would sit down at a table next to a young lady and would sip on his drink before pulling out his notebook once more as he continued going over a few notes here and there that he had"I wonder...maybe..."he tapped the tip of the pen against the pad in his hand before sighing and shaking his head. It simply wasn't enough yet, he needed more time yet. James would begin to write something down before he cussed softly to himself, his pen ran out of ink! Seriously?! He would look around before turning to the young lady at the table beside his own "A long shot but you wouldn't happen to have a pen, would you?"it didn't hurt to ask he supposed.
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Two months had passed ever since he left that terrible country and even that city. The mafia organization shooting and killing eachother, the drugs and crime thst plagued the streets, and even the struggling lifestyle thst Oz had to deal with as a young child. He thanked the world that it was over, but the sheer fact that it wasn't was what really had him worried. All those kids from the orphanage would get thrown out there at 18, and Oswald is over here hiding from the same family that adopted him that are now trying to kill him. But in reality, he acted like as if that life never existed in the first place. Oswald was a weird kid. His eyes showed a form of sadness and grief, as well as even a slight hint of sadism, but he just acted as if nothing was wrong at all, to the point where even right here in this coffee shop he was just naturally humming to himself while he would listen to music and drink his hot chocolate and cookies. Hmmm... Oz would wonder to himself looking around. He would usually pull off his magic performance around someone before trying to attract a crowd somewhere, but never knew where to start first. That's when it came to him, that he should perform outside of the shop. At least, he was, until this one girl had walked in. She was wearing all white and fancy clothes which matched her look well. Even her very expensivelooking phone had him a bit smirking. He could show off his spells to her, and maybe get some change. Those hopes were soon ruined by the entrance of the tall man in a trench coat who seemed to have pulled out a notepad, and would even ask the same girl if she had a pen.
Amiee continued to take a couple sips of her coffee at a time, as she glanced at her phone and went through some things on it. Her eyes would however, glance up towards a blonde man nearby, asking her if he could have a pen. Twisting in her seat, she three sixtied back her chair and began rummaging through the sparkly book bag she carried, she dug her hand through the bottom thin pouch where she had a stack of pens and highlighters, pulling a think black pen out. She handed it to the guy, waiting for him to accept it. "Here ya go! It's yours to keep if you like. Do you draw or something?" The female offered while also asking a question as to what he used the pen for, not long before noticing another blonde glancing over. "If you have something to say or ask, don't be afraid. No one's gonna bite ya." Amiee attempted to grin to show it was okay too, she just kinda figured he was shy or something. Or maybe he was just..looking for two seconds and she completely misread the stare. That happened to her more than she'd of liked it to.
After a while, he would look back to his drink and finish the rest of the hot chocolate and cookies that he would eat. Just thinking about it, he rememebered what his adopted father would tell him not to eat sweets the amount he does, telling him about cavities and the whole nine yards. Just the thought of him had Oz thinking of thst horrible day. The rapid cracking of guns going off had been playing in his head again, close to making him prone of having a mental break down. But he had to keep his appearance normal. It was good that the thought had subsided, as he was then spoken to, by the same girl who handed hee pen to the man in the trenchcoat. Well, if you insist. Oz would say, scratching the back of his head. My name's Oswald. But call me Oz. He would say to her, as he have his hand out to shake. I'm a traveling performer, just going anywhere I can. Oz would tell her.
James offered a thankful smile when she fished for a pen in her purse, thank goodness for this girl! Saved him the trouble of having to go back to work so soon just to continue his writing. Once she asked about him and if he was drawing something the Officer would chuckle a little bit and shook his head"Heh...no I wish I had such a talent, I'm just...eh..doing some work"he would explain as simply as possible. No point in going into a long winded explanation about the contents of his jotting and writing, it no doubt wouldn't be of any interest to the young lady anyway. Just as he was about to turn back to leave her alone however she would call out to a curious young man whom was staring just a bit at her. James would keep his gaze trained on the young man just in case he attempted any funny business, you could never be too careful in this day and age no matter how harmless someone looked. At least until he introduced himself to her and James would quirk an eyebrow at the young man"I've received some complaints from the elderly of the city about some person 'causing a ruckus' in the streets. You wouldn't happen to be the troublemaker, would you?"the Officer questioned with a small but amused grin. He didn't actually care too much about street performers like some others did, it was just a way for them to make a living off their talents. The elderly people complained about everything anyway.
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Amiee was interested to know if the man before her was an artist or drawer of some kind, she enjoyed seeing art and anyone's works of it. Needless to say, she was a little bit disappointed he was not of that talented field. But whatever it was, it seemed he would rather not speak about it. She wasn't going to push it out of him either, she respected his wishes. She'd smile off the subject, before slowly turning to the kid who introduced himself and told her what it was he does for a living. "It's nice to meetcha, Oz." She spoke with a grin, shaking his hand gently. He was a sweetie, the girl would think to herself as she continued to slightly smile upon meeting. "You must make some good money traveling around like that." Amiee nodded with her head, before turning to the other. It seemed he might possibly have known this kid, or heard some rumors and wandered aloud if what was being said was being caused by him. She doubted it though..he looked to be like such a sweet and innocent kid. "I take it your a officer?" She questioned with a light laugh, before proceeding to introduce herself. "Ah skipping introductions..the name's Amiee Moana. I know Oz's now, what's yours mr?" Amie questioned the one questioning the kid. As she looked between the two, she took small sips of her coffee. It tasted absolutely delicious, and tasted amazingly sweet. Coffee was the only drink she could use to wake up from her sleep so perfectly.
「❥」LOCATION ⇁ Coffee Shopxxx「❥」COMPANY ⇁ Oz, and a nice manxxx「❥」OOC ⇁ Ah shoot, I hadn't noticed any OOC's before. My apologizes! I'll have to look for this discord in that case. : 3 Also, I blame gaia for the misquote. >:c I copy and paste usernames lol.xxx
I wish I had that type of money. In reality, I just perform for a crowd and upload my videos to the internet, and hope the views get me to go viral. He said, answering Amiee's question. When the officer, who Amiee pointed out, had spoke of the many complaints about street performers, it actually had Oz confused, as he only ever performed once in the time frame he just entered the city yesterday. Wow, that fast already? I just got here yesterday and posted like one video. That'sgotta be a new record. Oz would say. He remembered the nicknames he got back in the orphanage like "Houdini" or even being called "Harry Potter" due to him studying the magical arts. But to be known as a problem starter is even more entertaining to him. Anyway, so I was thinking if maybe you could ome and support me the next time I perform? It's not gonna be boring, I hope. Just watch. Oz would say as he focused a small amount of energy in his hand. With the image in his mind, he would then have the tip of his fingers turn cold to the point where ice would form. The newly formed ice would then grow as it would mold out into the shape of a ice sculpture rose. See? And that's just my basic spell! Oz would say to the two.
