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two years later whOOPS THIS WENT TO MY SPAM
I think I have passed your cafe once or twice. Refresh my memory?
WHOOPS
I don't remember if I'd ever actually told you that!
And it's located at 1201 Hyacinth St.
It's a few blocks away from the Stafford Butchery, if you know where that is
I go there a lot, but not everyone needs to stock up on normal meat that often, so...
we can swap this over into an actiontag in my next one or so if u want
Nonetheless I can show up today or tomorrow. My schedule is unusually open for once. The sooner we get those formalities out of the way, the sooner I can make progress.
[ Says an Actual Workaholic. ]
--> action; sounds good!
Just come on in when you get here
I can get you something to drink while we get everything taken care of ~ヾ(＾∇＾)
[ and until he gets there, she'll be waiting. sort of. as much as you can be waiting when you're also making drinks and cleaning up the place and trying to get messy little pages of notes and daily incomes under control. it's not like she ever runs out of things to do around the place, after all. ]
LET'S DO IT KARI WE'RE MAKING IT HAPPEN
How hard can making coffee be? Of course he brings a little folder of his paperwork too as his stand-in resume. The trek-- Er, slither? Is not terribly far, pushing his way through the door within a smidge of time. What a... Quaint little place. Very cute. ]
Oh. [ What did he expect? A whole lot of snake gathers himself into the café, his folder tucked neat and tidy under his arm. ]
Miss Madoka?
were doing it man
[ she sticks her head out from the kitchen, one large set of antlers at a time, and her body soon follows suit. her wings give a small flutter as she draws herself back to her respectable height and she greets rohan with a smile.
a necklace, with a pendant that seems almost filled with fog, rests visibly around her neck. ]
Hello! Um... Kishibe, is that right?
its been 84 years
That's right. Punctuality is a trait I like to keep up with. [ Wasting no time, he pulls the folder out from under his arm. ] I brought samples of my work. I am largely versatile but I did mention that artwork is my specialty.
I suppose I can... Sling coffee or cakes or whatever it is you sell here. [ Four jobs. Two of which are self-employed. For someone who hates people, he sure does a lot so they don't get evicted. ]
Let's get to business, shall we?
HEY GUESS WHAT!!!! MY INBOX WASN'T IN MY FILTERS YET!!!!!!
That's good! It's always nice to have someone dependable. [ she watches him closely as he pulls the folder out, squinting for a moment as she focuses before looking back to his forehead. ]
We can talk about what all you'll do in a moment. Is it alright if we sit down first? [ and then, she adds with a warm smile: ] I can get you something first, if you'd like. No charge.
guess who else didnt have a filter oh my god
Ah--... I don't need anything but if you have anything anyone orders often, I will give it a try. [ Why not? ] We can. Take the time you need. I have a lot of it.
[ He would rather cut to the chase but someone has had to learn how to be polite. ]
nice. nice
[ she grabs the stack of papers as she passes by, setting them both at a table in the corner before patting the open seat across from her. it's a little odd how she can do that without really leaning, but, well - advantages of long arms. ]
Alright - we can start whenever you're ready, then.
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Vanilla in the latte is a pleasant smell compared to the musty dead-people smell he is used to. Even if it doesn't sit well, it smells nice... ]
If you are to be my future employer, I am awaiting your questions. [ A beat. ] I presently work part-time at the Pandemonium bookstore near my apartment. I use that job to pay the rent but it does not pull much for other luxuries and expenses. I have been seeking a job in design that has gone not very far. [ Because no one in Ryslig appreciates a nice sign or whatever. He flips through the folder with his fingers. ]
I am aware that a cafe may not be in need of an artist. I do advertising on and off. [ He slips a business card for Ebony Threads out from the folder, and another for Pandemonium. Without having any computer or notary equipment, they are beautifully crafted with elegant script and clear information within tasteful flourishes.
Another is a flier... And the fourth he presents to her is the cover of a comic book. It is in black and white, but some lines or specific details have an eyecatch in the form of one splash of color. PHANTOMPOINT by Rohan Kishibe-Sensei features a large, exceptionally-buff man tearing through one half of the cover with the razor claws of a werewolf. His pulled-back sneer of teeth lead the eyecatch color-- His bright watercolor cyan eyes turned up to a looming figure over the rest of the scene. The figure is a goblin dressed in billowing black robes wearing a sneer of his own and sporting bright purple wings threaded with black veins against a purple membrane.
It's an action comic book, okay. ]
This is for my manga that I am working on. I just wanted to place what I have in my resume in the open should you desire advertising. Otherwise I can sling coffee and I could probably learn how to make your face in the latte with a straw.
[ That's how you sell yourself! ]
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[ wow, he is... really quite to the point, isn't he? it occurs to her that their interactions in the fog really don't seem too far out of the ordinary, with that in mind. still, he's giving good information, so she listens careful as he speaks. pandemonium, design, design and advertising... ]
-oh! You really are an artist, then? [ she leans in a bit closer, scanning over the designs at a more comfortable distance. ] Wow... these are incredible, Kishibe! I'd need to work out what sort of budget we'd have for it, but I'd be honored for you to help out with it.
[ she takes a sip of her own drink, a cold blueberry tea, and gives a toothy (but well-meaning) smile. ]
And of course, I'd be more than happy to work with you behind the bar until then.