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Post by "Unfettered" on Mar 17, 2008 15:56:07 GMT -8
Cucaracha, Delicious Macha... "I think my stomach agrees.""Hehehehehe..." Grinning a bit delighted, eye closing for a moment, before looking at the door, catching it while it was still open from the previously exiting set of happy customers, letting her step inside first, with a wave of his free hand. Provided that she'd step inside, he'd follow quickly after her, waving at the familiar owner at the register."Table for two... ja?" A simple smile, and a few moments later, they'd be waved off to their table, a bit off in the corner, passed their menus, given a glass of water each. "Unfettered" took the time to relax against the subtle cushions of his chair."..Ze machaca's here are wunderbar."
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Post by seishounohana on Mar 17, 2008 21:02:35 GMT -8
Cozy atmosphere. Nice smells... soothing ambiance.
This was a place Emily could be used to go to. She wasn't a good cook, nor a bad one... mostly just about average in cooking... she was a little better in baking - well, she'd still be if she had practice.
It was nice to hear Unfettered happy, though she really wasn't oblivious to the fact that he really probably had something to hide. Best she wait a little longer.
They were given a table, menus and a glass of water for each of them. Emily hid her face behind the opened menu, apparently blushing madly.
Her head was going haywire. Emily barely knew what social interactions were like, and knew only some from character's experiences in Manga. From the looks of it, was this something the call a "date".
No. Unfettered didn't ask her for one. He offered her a place to eat. Emily was hating this mentality of her's now... or at least her inexperience. She knew nothing of these stuff, so she can't tell anything from the other.
It was when he broke the silence that she was snapped back into reality - "..Ze machaca's here are wunderbar." he said. Emily stood straight and almost leapt in surprise. "Ma-Machaca?" She asked, calming herself down. Her body wasn't following, and her face was still mostly flushed with red. "Wh-What's that?"
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Post by "Unfettered" on Mar 17, 2008 21:59:21 GMT -8
"Oh, Well, Yeah... XD---Wait, What?" ...Coffee...
The smell, the allure of coffee, the creams, the sugars... Ever so delightful. A delicious treat, even the aroma perking him up---...Which was one of the only reasons his head looking looking elsewhere, when they initially sat down, not noticing Emily hiding behind her make-shift 'blush-proof' shield."Ma-Machaca?""Ja.""Wh-What's that?""It'z a dish composed of rice, an 'omelete' vith cheese, fried beans, fresh wedges of tomatoes (in this version anyvays), young bell pepperz, und---Vy are you standing up?"Suddenly, his gaze had returned to hers. And her face was a flustered red.
...Oh God.
Wait. Wait. Wait. But... this wasn't supposed to be a meeting like... 'that' or anything... right? He'd just invited her. Was she blushing, did she have a fever? Stress?
---And then, "Unfettered" became uncomfortably self-aware. Certainly wasn't blind, but he hadn't been clearly thinking, focused solely on prolonging discussion over what had happened to the restaurant but now... Oh jeez.
Quickly, his eye averted away. Ironic, in how one's self-awareness could inspire the self-awareness in another... And more amusing (at least looking back on this awkward moment) on how he'd suddenly become 37% more nervous around her, after even the hint of doubt/possibility entered his head...
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Post by seishounohana on Mar 17, 2008 22:44:17 GMT -8
"I-I see......" Aye. She stood again. Why does she always have to stand when she's surprised? She blushed further in embarrassment. "A-anou... sorry. Maybe I'm just a little jumpy... today, that is... Um... hahaha!" she laughed nervously, finally sitting down and hiding behind the menu yet again.
"I Th-think I'll try that machaca out." She said, taking one pill from her pocket and popping it into her mouth - she tried her best not to make it so noticeable that she just took her sedative. That should calm her down.
'This... feels weird.' she thought, placing the paper back down on the table and showing a calmer, less flustered face. Her checks were pink, but not as red as earlier.... still a bit nervous.
Boy, she acted like an idiot.
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Post by "Unfettered" on Mar 23, 2008 18:36:50 GMT -8
...Awkward/Forced Small Chat? "I-I see......" standing up again. >_> ...Odd. But maybe just a nervous habit---Why was she nervous in the first place? He looked away, just nodding lightly, to keep from looking at her face which was still blushing. A stranger, maybe he wouldn't react this way, but since this was someone he somewhat worked with... yeah..."A-anou... sorry. Maybe I'm just a little jumpy... today, that is... Um... hahaha!""...Zat's fine." scratching the side of his head, smiling, almost laughing. Going to reach for his glass of water. "I Th-think I'll try that machaca out."Drinking, closing his eye, "Unfettered" never noticed the popping of the pill into her mouth. In turn... he leaned back, smiling at her, seeing her less 'anxious', and gladdened for it (though not really certain as to what to make of it...)."..So, uh... vat vere you doing out in Japan, eh?"
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Post by seishounohana on Mar 23, 2008 18:47:52 GMT -8
She... finally sat down.
Damn her standing habits!
"..So, uh... vat vere you doing out in Japan, eh?"
Right... what she was doing in Japan. It was simple really, to put an end to her sedative dependent nature. "Mmm... I... was undergoing some... experimental medications. Layla thought it was doing me no good, so she had me sent back here..."
She sighed, sipping her glass of water. "Apparently my bipolar disorder 's not giving me homicidal tendencies anymore... I guess that... is good."
She looked at Unfettered and sweatdropped, "Ah... but how about you? Surely something must be up in the months that I've been gone."
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Post by "Unfettered" on Mar 23, 2008 19:06:29 GMT -8
...How Do I Put This Delicately...? Just glad to see her relax, he settled down, leaning towards her to hear her better, as she was talking; "Mmm... I... was undergoing some... experimental medications. Layla thought it was doing me no good, so she had me sent back here..."Mmm... a few subtle nods. Eye looking straight at her, not in a pressuring way. But listening... something he'd been doing a pretty poor job of, as of late. Logic in Professor Layla's decision."Apparently my bipolar disorder 's not giving me homicidal tendencies anymore... I guess that... is good."Smile. "Ja."...Hmmm... though, that did bring up the interesting question of..."Ah... but how about you? Surely something must be up in the months that I've been gone.""Vat, zat's it?" smiling encouragingly, as if to say, 'No, go on! Go on!'... but he shrugged and reconsidered. "Mm... vell...""...I've broken off relations on someone I've held very dear to me in a... 'unrequited' relationship for the past few months/years, und simultaneously declared war on Public High School #259's Schulen Sie Kapitän ein." Putting down the glass of water, half... empty. But the smile on his face was still there. Though not really as sincere, recollecting a few of his thoughts."Uh... I've been looking to start a gang to help me vith zat purpose, and thuz, have started a 'bad' reputation at ze school... but zo far, no luck." saying it with her rather freely, hoping she'd accept this as a fact of her 'boss's other tendencies. "But, recently... I've had ze pleasure of meeting more people than I normally would." as if to end things on a lighter note. ...But not saying as to 'why'.
...At this point, however, he'd avert his eyes. Oh hell, should he just tell her?"...Und... vell... I have one rather influential piece of bad news... I zink you may have already guessed it, but... you can decide vether or not you vant to hear about it now or later."Gently turning about to look at her, very, very seriously.
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Post by seishounohana on Mar 23, 2008 19:31:29 GMT -8
Emily listened. Well, mostly. She had a few hunches and questions in mind. About that gang... was Unfettered recruiting her? And.. about the restaurant...
"So... the restaurant is..." she paused, hoping he'd have to finish her sentence to affirm her hunches. She'd not want to make wrong assumptions.
So after he was done, Emily took a sip of water and paused for a while. "... would that person you broke off relations with and the School Captain be the same person?"
... and then another question surfaced. "and... are you asking me to join you?"
She didn't ask that last question in a hateful, or an uncomfortable tone. She actually sounded interested in joining.
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Post by "Unfettered" on Mar 24, 2008 23:04:27 GMT -8
Oh, Out With It! "So... the restaurant is...""...Destroyed. By a rival gang looking for zomething of mein. Its standing, but in a need of repair, before ve can re-open.""... would that person you broke off relations with and the School Captain be the same person?"...
He paused, thinking that over. Oh hell. The German was in need of people he could trust. Twiddling his fingers."...You are ze first I have told about zis, outright. But ja."Hahahahaha."Pathetically unrequited.", he'd say with dark grin... not saying whether it was due to some silly spat that he declared this war, or something far more... pressing."and... are you asking me to join you?"...The waiter came. He'd look up at the smiling Mexican. "...Two machacas, please... Und Emily?"
"It vas not to be an immediate question, but, ja, I vould ask." Brazenly unashamed any further, as he sat upright, the lone eye calculating, fingers arched on the table, as the waiter moved off to fetch their meals.
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Post by seishounohana on Mar 24, 2008 23:17:48 GMT -8
"...Destroyed. By a rival gang looking for zomething of mein. Its standing, but in a need of repair, before ve can re-open."
The girl looked down and smirked, well... in a moment she realized that she was unemployed ... well, for the moment. Guess she wouldn't have to decide on retiring from manga anytime soon. "I see..."
"...You are ze first I have told about zis, outright. But ja."
Emily looked up at Unfettered and smiled, "I thought so."
"Pathetically unrequited."
Unrequited love. Something so often seen in manga yet she's never experienced. She doesn't even understand things she's been feeling.
About her brother, Rem's sudden disappearance...
About School...
... about the guy in front of her right now. Well, she'd been blushing and stuttering the entire time, surely It must've meant something right? Thank God for sedatives.
"It vas not to be an immediate question, but, ja, I vould ask."
... This makes sense now. Guess this was the reason behind asking her to eat out. "Hnn..." she said, "Well... my fighting skills aren't the best... I'm certainly not the best strategist there is... most I could do is help you financially, which isn't... much... but... why would you need me?"
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Post by "Unfettered" on Mar 26, 2008 23:13:54 GMT -8
OOC: Sorry.. I owe you a post, but I gotta hit the hay soon, so... sorry if it's shorter than usual!To Put It Bluntly... Suspicions proved to be correct. She had been holding her thoughts... Good woman. Kek. "Hnn..." Quietly raising up his eyebrow to her. "Well... my fighting skills aren't the best... I'm certainly not the best strategist there is... most I could do is help you financially, which isn't... much... but... why would you need me?""...Zimple. Influence. Support. To start up a gang, its attractive to uzzers if there is already a foundation of supporters zat support ze cause. Zo... initially, I'll be using you, but I'm relying on ze fact zat you are a hard vorker... ja?" A bit of a grimace, but it was the truth. He wouldn't lie here... no, he had to gain her trust, whether or not her respect for him would rise or fall at this moment, but he had to be honest to both himself. And her.
...Just as the waiter arrived with their machacas, saying a few kindly words to the effect of 'Please enjoy your meal!', before hurrying off. Not that "Unfettered" was paying attention... he was looking more at Emily. He'd thrown a gamble, after all... how would she...?
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Post by seishounohana on Mar 27, 2008 0:25:57 GMT -8
"...Zimple. Influence. Support. To start up a gang, its attractive to uzzers if there is already a foundation of supporters zat support ze cause. Zo... initially, I'll be using you, but I'm relying on ze fact zat you are a hard vorker... ja?"
Emily sighed. So in the end she had not much ability enough to be recruited. It was all for support. Well, all or nothing.
Though reality DID shoot her through the head with the bullet of evil.
Curse that demon-king!
She kept quiet a bit, somewhat thinking as the waiter brought their meal. It was steaming with a fresh, wonderful, yet familiar aroma...
Emily looked at her fork and spoon... guess this place doesn't have chopsticks. It's been a while since she ate like what she really was, a filipino.
Eh... guess it was time to answer. She took the napkin on the side of the table to cover her lap with it, as etiquette had to be followed. She looked at Unfettered and smiled; not like she had any other emotion to show but ... well... she was glad someone needed her for something. "Let me join your gang. I'm willing to do my part and help in all I can."
She then took a piece of the machaca and the rice that came with it to her mouth. Emily somehow forgot that it was still hot, and she blew through her mouth to cool it down. 'Hot!'
It was a funny sight, rather. She lost some of her composture at that moment, but she continued eating anyway. A deep swallow made her blink twice and a smile feigned at her lips. "Wow... this... reminds me of the Philippines... for some... weird... reason..."
... damn nostalgia. She's never really remembered much of the place... maybe just some of her biological parents... the food... but she hadn't been there since her 3rd adoption.
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Post by "Unfettered" on Mar 27, 2008 20:11:35 GMT -8
Deliberation Always, that moment of truth. Had he hurt her? Eh... he preferred not to think about it. So much easier to be the insensitive asshole, no?
---A smile."Let me join your gang. I'm willing to do my part and help in all I can.""Understood."Smiling back in turn, he took up his napkin, and put it out on his own lap, following Emily's lead, before lightly taking to his fork and spoon. It wasn't proper manners, but he let elbows rest on the edges of the table. No need to be anal, no? A slice, a spike, a bite, a chew---"Wow... this... reminds me of the Philippines... for some... weird... reason..."Lightly, he raised up an eyebrow. The one over his eye-patch, actually, which felt awkward, making him almost laugh. Instead, he just smiled more broadly.
Swallowing, he took a breath, looking down at his food. Breathing it in. That 'thinking' look in his face again."..Mm.. I'll discuss details later, but... dare I ask?"
"About ze Philippines, I mean... how it vas... is."
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Post by seishounohana on Mar 27, 2008 21:40:42 GMT -8
Emily was actually enjoying the food, a smile crept on her lips as she continued to chow down on such nostalgic food. Well, mostly nostalgic... the flavors of mexican food apparently isn't that far off from Filipino cuisine.
"..Mm.. I'll discuss details later, but... dare I ask? About ze Philippines, I mean... how it vas... is." came the query from the boss. Mmm... she swallowed.
"Mm?" She said, "The Philippines? Well, it's ... a nice place... warmer weather... awesome food... Government there sucks though. I've not been there since my 3rd adoptive family, so I don't remember much of the place anymore... well... besides the food."
She then resumed eating. Damn, she could use some green mangos right now.
... oh crap, not the green mango addiction.
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Post by "Unfettered" on Mar 29, 2008 18:45:03 GMT -8
Mulling Over Things "The Philippines? Well, it's ... a nice place... warmer weather... awesome food... Government there sucks though. I've not been there since my 3rd adoptive family, so I don't remember much of the place anymore... well... besides the food."Mm...
Third adoptive family?
..And a few other tidbits to boot, no less. Storing it away quietly, within the recessions of his mind, he leaned forward, partaking in his food. Wasn't healthy, but the melted cheese was wonderful and beans... "...If I start farting later on..." he began slowly, as they ate for a while, but stopped there. Grinning. No, it wasn't a joke. But nor was he the type to hold in his bodily urges like that.
After a good few bites though, with about a fourth of his meal already stored away, he leaned back, wiping the edges of his mouth with the back of his hand, before enthusiastically taking to his water to clear his throat a bit. Quickly following up by looking at Emily, as he leaned back to relax a bit. No rush to finish everything..."The issue now... iz how to draw in a group, vithout being open. War hath been declared, yet ve are still in ze planning stages, no?" Musing gently... he leaned in awkwardly close to her, grinning, the hair moving away from his eye-patch as he angled his head."Ideaz?"
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