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genessia2014-09-30 02:59 am
sakuya_izayoi) wrote in genessia2014-09-30 02:59 am
Entry tags:
[Open to All] A New Uniform
WHO: Anyone
WHERE: A diner in Genessia
WHEN: From morning until shortly past dusk.
STYLE: Starting in prose but use whatever you want.
WARNINGS: None
Sakuya shifted uncomfortably, readjusting the unfamiliar material of her top, turning once more to ensure the new uniform fit properly. She missed her old maid outfit, but rules were rules.
Getting a job had been the top thing on her agenda since arriving and, fortunately, it hadn't been that hard to find one. With her maid training and spectacular cooking skills she had quite a few options to pick from, finally settling on a modest restaurant in Genessia called The Bright Sky Diner. It certainly wasn't anything special. They served simple food where people could go and socialize with friends by day or well into the evening. Though it had not been the ideal choice in terms of quality or class, the pacing of the place seemed perfect. Just quick enough to keep her on her toes while still relaxed enough to keep her from getting too stressed.
Still technically 'in training' she wasn't allowed to do much more than take customer orders for the moment. Still, she had to start somewhere. Hopefully they would allow her into the kitchen soon. Though passable, a lot of the food could be greatly improved upon if they would let her. At least a little bit. Serving an aristocrat did tend to change one's standards.
She took one last deep breath, turning away from the mirror and putting on her best smile, stepping out into the diner, twirling a pen expertly between her fingers, the chain of her pocket watch catching the light. It wasn't very busy at the moment She approached the area assigned to her, stopping in front of the first table.
"What can I get for you?"
WHERE: A diner in Genessia
WHEN: From morning until shortly past dusk.
STYLE: Starting in prose but use whatever you want.
WARNINGS: None
Sakuya shifted uncomfortably, readjusting the unfamiliar material of her top, turning once more to ensure the new uniform fit properly. She missed her old maid outfit, but rules were rules.
Getting a job had been the top thing on her agenda since arriving and, fortunately, it hadn't been that hard to find one. With her maid training and spectacular cooking skills she had quite a few options to pick from, finally settling on a modest restaurant in Genessia called The Bright Sky Diner. It certainly wasn't anything special. They served simple food where people could go and socialize with friends by day or well into the evening. Though it had not been the ideal choice in terms of quality or class, the pacing of the place seemed perfect. Just quick enough to keep her on her toes while still relaxed enough to keep her from getting too stressed.
Still technically 'in training' she wasn't allowed to do much more than take customer orders for the moment. Still, she had to start somewhere. Hopefully they would allow her into the kitchen soon. Though passable, a lot of the food could be greatly improved upon if they would let her. At least a little bit. Serving an aristocrat did tend to change one's standards.
She took one last deep breath, turning away from the mirror and putting on her best smile, stepping out into the diner, twirling a pen expertly between her fingers, the chain of her pocket watch catching the light. It wasn't very busy at the moment She approached the area assigned to her, stopping in front of the first table.
"What can I get for you?"
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When the waitress comes up to his table, he smiles.
"Hello, miss! For now, just a cup of coffee."
You forgot your tag ;3
She offered him a menu. It contained a wider variety of items than the sign near the front. Though most people apparently came for the hamburgers. "Clam chowder is the soup of the day. Do you need a moment to decide what you would like?"
So here is a tag. I decided not to Google how to flirt since I bet Spirit sucks at it too soooooo...
All of this lead to the abandonment of his better judgment. He had been making a concerted effort to cut out the behavior his daughter hated so much... but he couldn't change so quickly.
"Nah. I think what I really need is some company."
His gaze wandered through the empty restaurant, then to the empty seat across from him.
"Some cute company."
[Man idek I hope this tag is ok. I'm sorry it's so late and short and awkward. I'm not sure that Spirit is so much smooth as the benefit of some dumb luck and status as a weapon. So. That's why this is my tag and I really hope it's ok.]
It's fine xD
"I'm afraid I'm currently on the clock so I must decline."
Even if the diner was nearly empty at the moment she was sure her boss would not appreciate her slacking off on the job. especially when she was so new compared to the other workers... Well... That and she was a bit of a workaholic.