[OPEN] this is where the limelight shines

[autocratic]

Date & Time: 4/12-4/14
Location: Snow's NORA cafe!
Characters: Saber & any/all staff and customers!
Summary: As Saber has self-appointed become an overseer for her Master's cafe, little red has decided to partake in a variety of things to make it prosper.
Warnings: Standard PG-13 due to Seiba the Lewd.



A

[ So what's Saber's first order of business? By taking customers' orders, of course! After slipping into a getup similar to this (except red and with some modification), she can be seen walking here and there taking orders... though it'll be become quickly obvious that she has no proper idea of what a waitress should actually be like. She points out some customers' choice in food, how they eat, how they should be eating, demands their opinions of the cafe... and the customers might actually be listening or doing what she's saying or hoping for forgiveness.

Must be that Charisma thanks to her cheater skill from Imperial Privilege. Customer or staff memeber, the charisma can be felt! Either that or overwhelming energy from someone only standing 4'9". ]

B

[ There's a little stage in the cafe! And since stages are practically a catcall for her, Saber is, of course, on the stage. Back in her usual red ballroom dress, Saber twirls and "exercises her vocal chords" by trying out a few tunes... Her singing is so-so, despite her boasting.

Though, Saber's quick to notice she's most likely not getting any applause. Cranking up Imperial Privilege, she belts out new tunes with better proficiency. Yup. ]

C

[ Taking a break from all that waitressing and singing, Saber can be found at the bar ordering glasses of red wine. Even though Snow has told her that if she entertains other people, stuff would be for free, Saber's still handing down marques for the drinks. Hell, she just might be feeling generous today as she'll give some marques to anyone who happens to come and give a pleasant chat with her. Her Emperor's Prerogative skill has her find random loot around Exsilium that she keeps selling back for extra marques.

Why? Because Nasuverse. ]

D

[ For those in or outside the cafe, they might be treated to a rare sight on these few days. With drinks and an easy atmosphere, this'll attract some types of customers, and those customers might start to take advantage of things and get a little unruly. Despite standing at a height that doesn't afford her the luxury of looking like a proper adult woman, Saber can be seen tossing out hapless, rude customers back onto the streets with ease. Then subsequently threatening such characters with more violence if they don't leave the premises quickly enough, or... greeting passerby to come into the store for good ol' times with a pleasant smile and wave before walking back in as if nothing else happened.

Cafes need bouncers too, you know. ]

Comments

D

[chore_boy]

[With the uneasy look of a dedicated designated driver, Coby waited outside of the cafe with his arms crossed. The moment he saw a familiar face fly out of the door from the opened and rather casual look of Saber herself, he blinked a few times and turned bright red.

He was supposed to help his co-worker get home from the cafe in one piece, but it looked as if he ran the risk of leaving in pieces after apparently raising the ire of the Heroic Spirit playing the part of a bouncer.]

...Ah.

[autocratic]

Mmm?

[ After dusting her hands of the scum she currently had to throw out this time, she turns to face Coby. ]

Aha, Coby! Here to take part in the cafe's pleasantries?

[chore_boy]

Oh--no, I apologize if that was the impression you had of me! [Coby straightened himself and bowed as if he were regarding a superior officer--in some sense, he believed he really had been. He reached down to pick up the semi-conscious drunk under his arms, lifting him up to his feet.]

I'm simply here to return this man to his home. I apologize if he's given you any trouble.

[autocratic]

[ Saber's response is to arch a brow and crinkle her nose in annoyance. She shakes her head. ]

While this cafe runs on easy and carefree spirit, there is still a limit one should cap themselves to prevent them from looking like fools! Once you dump that man in whatever hovel he calls a home, remind him that if he wishes to enter again, he'll have straightened his habits, learn some decorum, then you, Coby, will find your way back here.

[chore_boy]

[The man was thrown over his shoulder and at that, Coby had been prepared to leave. Saber seemed to be inclined to have him handle the education of that man, though he wasn't sure he could offer anything more than the reminder that a very powerful woman had her eye set on him. Having a dangerous person draw their attention on them seemed like a bad idea--so, Coby could definitely work to remind him.]

I'll be certain to do so. However, what do you mean? Do you need me to do something for you, Miss Saber?

[autocratic]

No more than provide the simple joy of company and a pleasant talk. [ She leers at the man slung over Coby's shoulder for a moment. ]

I assume he brought you here knowing he would become inebriated enough to lose reason, hmm? Another discourtesy on his head to loathe over, but at least he is honest in that respect.

[ Though she says the last part in a casual tone, her expression still hasn't left from an annoyed look. ]

[chore_boy]

Oh, no. He never asked me to do this. Rather, it's my employer--he's the one who asked me. This man's difficult to control, so I suppose it's my turn to be the one to make sure he doesn't end up in holding by the local police tonight.

[He could predict the future in bursts, but picking anything but the short straw was still impossible for him.]

That aside, I'm not sure I'm the right one for you to rely on for company.

[autocratic]

H'oh? You'd doubt my judgment in that assessment?

[ If he felt she was a superior officer, then... Well, the pressure of her stare might have increased when she moved her gaze right back on Coby. ]

[chore_boy]

[Coby only found himself frowning a bit more deeply. Nothing made one feel added guilt like a reminder that you sit inside and read books like a dedicated nerdy all day despite being a complete and utter jock on the outside.]

Well, I can tell you're a very interesting person. I can't say the same about myself, so--I would only imagine you'd be disappointed.

[autocratic]

There is more to one's character than how eloquent in speech they can be. I wish to know more of the man I danced with - is that too much for a man of your caliber?

[chore_boy]

[Realizing quickly that his attempt to be modest easily made him look bad, Coby blinked rapidly and caved in just as quickly.]

My apologies! Then--I'll quickly bring him home, miss! [Swiftly enough, Coby left--returning in his formal uniform, his mantle included. Coby misread what it was that Saber beckoned of him. He entered the cafe with a stiff back, asking around for her.]

[autocratic]

[ By the time he comes back, Saber had just dropped a sizable, round flower vase off to the side of the cafe. The vase wasn't pure gold, but it did the trick with its polished look. In the vase were some flowers that looked like they weren't totally tainted, and only a few roses were in them, to which she was paying most attention to till she noticed she was being asked for.

She straightens and turns to face Coby with a wave. ] Speedy as I thought you would be. Did you remind him of his folly before leaving?

[chore_boy]

[Frowning inwardly, Coby bowed his head formally and stood by the door, wondering where he should have gone to sit. There were plenty of people about, seated on their own and enjoying themselves. One such man glanced occasionally at Coby, irritated that the young man's mantle tassles had been brushing against the back of his neck. Sensing this irritation, Coby stepped aside a few inches, apologizing softly.]

I hadn't, actually. By the time I arrived at his home, he was fast asleep and incapable of being chided.

[autocratic]

[ Saber clicks her tongue and shakes her head with disappointment and annoyance, but it's quickly followed by a shrug. She motions for Coby to follow her to a vacant table - no doubt one she requested before he got back here - and took a seat for herself. Then she gestures for Coby to take a seat himself. ]

Know that I abhor having to repeat lessons to fools who leave enough of their common sense out the door before drinks are even involved. Having fun is one thing-- ruining others' enjoyment is another!

[chore_boy]

[Coby, ignoring those irritated by his state of dress, nodded and followed Saber. One would be remiss if they were to ignore the status of a superior and say something as uncouth as 'I would prefer to stand' even if they were looking to be modest. Though he believed a conversation with a superior demanded a constant salute, a straight back and a poised expression, he didn't think Saber would accept it. So, he sat--fixing his mantle beneath himself.]

Admittedly, I don't think at that point that he would remember the lesson even if you hit him a bit harder.

[autocratic]

Hah! Had I applied more strength, his head would give way, I'm sure.

[ Though she says this in an amused tone, the way her eyes narrow and slant in her mirth might suggest she's genuine in the statement. Then she waves over a waiter to take her order - their stock of red wine - and while the waiter pauses to hear Coby's, Saber goes on. ]

You look much better today. Rested enough from our spar?

[chore_boy]

[Coby looked aside suddenly, not wanting to jump in and say, 'Well, we didn't need to mention his head exploding.' It would probably dawn on Saber eventually that the thought was a bit morbid and generally gruesome. Hopefully. No, she seemed pretty content with it.]

Ah, well--Er-- [He was about to answer Saber when he realized the weight of the waiter's eyes were on him.] --Just a glass of water.

[He looked at the waiter and smiled his best, trying not to look like an obvious designated driver. The uniform he wore indicated 'I'll get us to that naval battle, crisp and sober.']

I've been well-rested awhile. My doctor still contacts me, begging me to remain in bed. He's convinced I shouldn't have healed, but I've been fine for weeks.

[autocratic]

[ The waiter goes while Saber rests her cheek against her knuckles. ]

And is there a method to your quick healing? I believe you did mention you are a mere human, after all.

[chore_boy]

You mean--do I have an ability? No, nothing like that. [He frowned a bit more innocently, wondering it aloud.]

I'm certainly just human, though I do understand the suspicion. From what I can tell, not many people in this world develop strength like those from the four seas I come from. The recovery of most soldiers I've met is quick with the right care.

[He smiled, trying his best to avoid sounding too cocky to Saber, believing arrogance was something he shouldn't have been too invested in.] I suppose you could say we're more hardy, at that.

[autocratic]

Quite so, in fact! I had only need to apply a mere drop of effort to deal with you in our spar, and that is more than most humans can handle.

[ She smiles, but it's a bit sharper than a kind one would be. It's her way of complimenting him for his courage and effort, but ultimately reminding him of his limitations in the face of her strength. Of course, she's no longer human herself, so she knows there's a difference in advantages and disadvantages applied to either of them, but... ]

That said, would you be willing to dance once more with me when we are both available?

[chore_boy]

[Coby was an idiot. In the wake of receiving wounds that would have instantly killed most men, he simply beamed at the chance to have a match with a high tier opponent and nodded emphatically. Keith would have been groaning at him over that quick decision.]

I appreciate your praise--and, I'd be glad to face you once again! If anything, I spend almost all my time in the gym, ma'am--you can come ask me for a match whenever you like.

bwuh, sorry for being so late on this!

[autocratic]

[ His answer causes a large smile to appear and her face and she only claps twice to show her approval. ]

Splendid. I shall do that in the coming future, rest assured. Perhaps you will push yourself even further to have me give you the honor of witnessing my greatest treasure?

[ She chuckles, and soon the waiter comes back with an empty glass and bottle of wine for Saber, and Coby's glass of water. ]

blah blah blah emperor's privilege sjw

[chore_boy]

I can only imagine what you mean by that. I won't ask you to divulge your greater strength so easily, but I must admit--I can't say I'll be a pushover the next time we fight, Miss Saber.

[He smiled, albeit calm and with an immense confidence that came with the nature of his technique. Given that 'will' was a result of focus and clarity in one's rationalization of their own strength, it relied on Coby being confident enough to believe in it.

After getting beaten down by Saber before, he understood his limits.]

I've honed my techniques to another level.

wow r u d e yo harrumph

[autocratic]

I've no reason to doubt your words, not when you deliver them like so.

[ Smiling, she gives herself a moment to pour some wine for herself. Once she's filled up her glass, she takes a generous sip. Considering the pleasant conversation she's having, it's taken an even sweeter note and she hums with approval before regarding Coby once more. ]

I shall take immense pleasure testing your resolve. As an emperor, it is a joy of mine to see the growth of her citizens with her own eyes!

all i hear is blonde propogranda

[chore_boy]

[Nodding his thanks to the waiter who brought him his water, even though the man wore the arch look of someone who found it awfully suspicious that a man was in a bar drinking water by itself, smiling all the same. As Saber drank her wine, Coby took a drink for himself--finishing half the glass in an instant. He had been done for the day in terms of training and had simply forgotten to drink anything. He was completely used to dehydration and starvation training that it had made him forget the basic necessities of life.

He was, unto himself, a very special young man.]

I wouldn't consider myself a citizen, ma'am. I've given up the civilian life.