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exsiliumlogs2013-07-01 09:13 pm
substitutable) wrote in exsiliumlogs2013-07-01 09:13 pm
[open! and a couple closed ones;]
Date & Time: the beginning of July
Location: the market; a café
Characters: Shintaro and you! (and Erika and Momo)
Summary: Entering a café one afternoon, Shin discovers it to be almost full, with only one seat remaining -- next to you! So he nervously approaches. If you're Erika or Momo, you're for one reason or another out shopping with this loser.
Warnings: n/a for now! to be added if anything comes up.
[open prompt; a morning at the café]
[The café is crowded this afternoon. Granted it probably wasn't a huge shop to begin with, but there definitely are more people than he remembers usually seeing, and from what he can see and from what he's told, there's only one seat left at the counter.
He could go home. He could find somewhere else to get coffee. But he'd been distracted the last few weeks and didn't realize he'd forgotten his umbrella (or one of his roommates took it, either his sister or the blue-haired spawn of the devil) until he realized he was soaked, and the café was a walk from the housing building. It made him feel gloomy already thinking about how all the trouble he went through to come here would've been for nothing. He sighs and steps around a table toward the counter, hoping that the person sitting next to that empty seat isn't a scary person.]
Excuse me, um... is this seat taken?
[if you're Erika Furudo you belong here]
[Whenever he asked Erika how she was doing, he would always get the same answer: "I'm so bored." He didn't really know how to keep mystery-loving chopstick-worshipping twelve-year-olds (or at least he thinks that's how old she is) but, to most people, being in their apartment all day without anything to do probably counted as boring. And his sister would talk about wanting to go shopping sometime. He didn't know how much that applied to kids, but it is with that thought in mind that he knocks on her apartment door in the afternoon. When she answers, he curls his hands into fists loosely at his sides, slightly nervous, and states his invitation.]
You said you were bored, right? I'm on the way to the store, if you want to come with me.
[and if you're Momo you're here]
[After Momo's declaration that their apartment was lame and needed decorating and that he needed to help, they spent the last week or soarguing discussing exactly what they needed and how much it would cost for them to get the decorated apartment Momo so wanted.
On the list that Shintaro made Momo write out but has a general idea of in his head are things like curtains and shelves and dishes and appliances (etc. etc.). It's not like Exsilium had a department store for them to get everything at nor did they have the transportation device to carry all of the things back home, so they were limited. But Shintaro glances at Momo's face and hopes that this would satisfy her at least a little as he sighs.]
What are we getting first?
Location: the market; a café
Characters: Shintaro and you! (and Erika and Momo)
Summary: Entering a café one afternoon, Shin discovers it to be almost full, with only one seat remaining -- next to you! So he nervously approaches. If you're Erika or Momo, you're for one reason or another out shopping with this loser.
Warnings: n/a for now! to be added if anything comes up.
[open prompt; a morning at the café]
[The café is crowded this afternoon. Granted it probably wasn't a huge shop to begin with, but there definitely are more people than he remembers usually seeing, and from what he can see and from what he's told, there's only one seat left at the counter.
He could go home. He could find somewhere else to get coffee. But he'd been distracted the last few weeks and didn't realize he'd forgotten his umbrella (or one of his roommates took it, either his sister or the blue-haired spawn of the devil) until he realized he was soaked, and the café was a walk from the housing building. It made him feel gloomy already thinking about how all the trouble he went through to come here would've been for nothing. He sighs and steps around a table toward the counter, hoping that the person sitting next to that empty seat isn't a scary person.]
Excuse me, um... is this seat taken?
[if you're Erika Furudo you belong here]
[Whenever he asked Erika how she was doing, he would always get the same answer: "I'm so bored." He didn't really know how to keep mystery-loving chopstick-worshipping twelve-year-olds (or at least he thinks that's how old she is) but, to most people, being in their apartment all day without anything to do probably counted as boring. And his sister would talk about wanting to go shopping sometime. He didn't know how much that applied to kids, but it is with that thought in mind that he knocks on her apartment door in the afternoon. When she answers, he curls his hands into fists loosely at his sides, slightly nervous, and states his invitation.]
You said you were bored, right? I'm on the way to the store, if you want to come with me.
[and if you're Momo you're here]
[After Momo's declaration that their apartment was lame and needed decorating and that he needed to help, they spent the last week or so
On the list that Shintaro made Momo write out but has a general idea of in his head are things like curtains and shelves and dishes and appliances (etc. etc.). It's not like Exsilium had a department store for them to get everything at nor did they have the transportation device to carry all of the things back home, so they were limited. But Shintaro glances at Momo's face and hopes that this would satisfy her at least a little as he sighs.]
What are we getting first?
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... Fine, okay! I'm going I'm going.
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Good! You're so slow!
Now we just need to... [A pause.] Ah, we can look for ones just like the ones from before!
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[He turns the cart right around to find where Momo got these ones from. He'll catch up with her soon!]
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Did you get the right one?
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She holds it up for him to look, smiling brightly.]
I've got one! It's really cute!
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It's not bad. Is that the one you want?
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Yes, yes! So let's buy this one, all right? Let's go, let's go!
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[That said, she's gonna start moving in the direction of the cashier... awkwardly. Curtains.]
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[...That said, she's gonna head to the checkout, yep.]
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[Big broooo, buy me things!!]
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Uuuuugh, fine! But just this once!
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Hehehe, thanks!
[And she's off!!]
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I hope you know how to set it up, by the way.
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You've just gotta put it up high on the windows!
[She has no idea how to set it up.]
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You need to-- aaugh, fine, I'll show you when we get home!
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All right, all right! And don't forget it!
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