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vatheon2012-03-01 09:35 pm
testosteroned) wrote in vatheon2012-03-01 09:35 pm
THE MUSE HAS BEEN WAITING FOR THIS MOMENT.
Who: Kanji Tatsumi and YOU.
Where: Cozi Corner restaurant.
When: Right now. About 10 minutes after he woke up from hiatus-induced sleep.
Style: [ Action! ], but if you're more comfortable with prose, I'm cool with that too.
Status: Open like his bathhouse, man.
[ Upon awakening from one of the most comfortable slumbers he had ever had in his entire life, Kanji realized two things. First, his room stank something similar to moth balls stuffed in closets that were already centuries old to begin with. Second, his stomach growled like you wouldn't believe; it even shocked poor old Kanji.
He was almost ready to admit that he simply had a metabolism faster than he was aware of. And that his thirty minute power nap used up all of his three-course meal's stored energy. He was almost ready to admit that.
But then, Kanji saw his SFC, and the current date that it flashed on its little screen. ]
[ After a few healthy, and unexpectedly original!, shouts and curses into the air, Kanji also realized his roommates were not around, and the kitchen was empty. ]
[ Hence, dear passerby, this image of Kanji currently sitting alone inside Cozi Corner, three piles of plates and bowls speedily increasing in height next to him. His gaze is fixed on his food, which kept on coming from the kitchen like an assembly line. The chef glances outside his work station once in a while, looking frighteningly worried. Still, he continues to serve Kanji's orders. Speaking of... ]
[ Theboy man in question wipes his mouth with his forearm and burps slightly, before dropping the once pristine white bowl on top of the second pile of dirty dishes. It may or may not have been the home to the largest order for chicken curry. He exhales heavily and waves towards the kitchen. ]
Yo! Can I get an extra order for pot stickers, Chinese shrimp and leek fried rice, miso soup, and barbequed pork meat buns?
[ He pauses. ]
Oh, and uhh, add five more orders of egg rolls! A-And crispy noodles, if you still have 'em!
[ Kanji rubs his hands together, then chugs down a cold soda. He grins as soon as he finishes his cup. ] Phew! See, stupid-cursed-bubble-city? You make me fall asleep for nearly two months and you unleash the beast! Damn, I. am. starving! C'mon, chef! BRING IT ON!
[ In his excitement, Kanji bangs his fists heavily against the table, making it wobble violently. The piles of dishes next to him end up dangerously close to the edge, but otherwise stay still. Hooboy.
WHO WANTS TO JOIN HIM FEAST? HE HAS THE BEST TABLE MANNERS, I SWEAR ON MY LIFE. ]
Where: Cozi Corner restaurant.
When: Right now. About 10 minutes after he woke up from hiatus-induced sleep.
Style: [ Action! ], but if you're more comfortable with prose, I'm cool with that too.
Status: Open like his bathhouse, man.
[ Upon awakening from one of the most comfortable slumbers he had ever had in his entire life, Kanji realized two things. First, his room stank something similar to moth balls stuffed in closets that were already centuries old to begin with. Second, his stomach growled like you wouldn't believe; it even shocked poor old Kanji.
He was almost ready to admit that he simply had a metabolism faster than he was aware of. And that his thirty minute power nap used up all of his three-course meal's stored energy. He was almost ready to admit that.
But then, Kanji saw his SFC, and the current date that it flashed on its little screen. ]
[ After a few healthy, and unexpectedly original!, shouts and curses into the air, Kanji also realized his roommates were not around, and the kitchen was empty. ]
[ Hence, dear passerby, this image of Kanji currently sitting alone inside Cozi Corner, three piles of plates and bowls speedily increasing in height next to him. His gaze is fixed on his food, which kept on coming from the kitchen like an assembly line. The chef glances outside his work station once in a while, looking frighteningly worried. Still, he continues to serve Kanji's orders. Speaking of... ]
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Yo! Can I get an extra order for pot stickers, Chinese shrimp and leek fried rice, miso soup, and barbequed pork meat buns?
[ He pauses. ]
Oh, and uhh, add five more orders of egg rolls! A-And crispy noodles, if you still have 'em!
[ Kanji rubs his hands together, then chugs down a cold soda. He grins as soon as he finishes his cup. ] Phew! See, stupid-cursed-bubble-city? You make me fall asleep for nearly two months and you unleash the beast! Damn, I. am. starving! C'mon, chef! BRING IT ON!
[ In his excitement, Kanji bangs his fists heavily against the table, making it wobble violently. The piles of dishes next to him end up dangerously close to the edge, but otherwise stay still. Hooboy.
WHO WANTS TO JOIN HIM FEAST? HE HAS THE BEST TABLE MANNERS, I SWEAR ON MY LIFE. ]
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[GOOD, because she's looking over the menu now. She doesn't really plan to eat that much, though...]
Apparently there's another curse going around, but the symptoms are pretty varied.
BB I AM SO SORRY THIS IS SO LATE :((((((
Another curse, huh? [ He raises one of his eyebrows at her. ] How sick is sick, then?
NO IT'S COOL I WAS REALLY HAPPY TO SEE THIS kdljsas
Now she just has to wait for the waitress to come back.]
Well, I know of at least one person who lost her voice.
too kind ;;;;;;; MAY OUR TAGGING CONTINUE FOREVER AND EVER
Oh yeah? Well that ain't too bad. [ He almost chokes on his rice and starts patting his chest to push it down. ]
[ THAT'S BETTER. ] W-What else? Nothin' life-threatening, right?
YES PREASEEE ;w;
And by save you of course, that means ordering her food before him. Just a small meager dish. She looks rightfully surprised by comparison to Kanji.
After that distraction's over, Kanji's speaking again, and Yukari shakes her head.]
No, I don't think so. But the week's not over yet, so I've been keeping my eye out.
AMM AND LEXI, LATE TAG QUEENS (yea) BEHOLD OUR POWER
-- I mean, he scratches the back of his neck and sighs. He puts his chopsticks down first and cracks his knuckles. ]
If ya haven't gotten sick now, maybe you ain't gettin' anything this time around. Just thank your lucky stars and hope your luck'll keep runnin' for the next curse about to come up. Yeah?
UNLIMITED POWER!! *^*
Maybe so, but we'll see. Guess we'll just have to keep our energy up for now.
[That's an understatement of the year, considering how much Kanji's been eating.
...Jeez.]
LIKE THE POWER RANGERS, AWWYEAH
Hey man, you try sleepin' in for more than a month. See if you can stop yourself from stuffin' your face with food.
...LMAO ILU. also we're double threading now, dealwithit.gif
[She sees you seein' him, man. She laughs a bit uncomfortably, turning to focus on something else. Oh, is that the waitress making her way over with more orders?]
...Just don't choke, okay?
bb the more threads i have with you the better. I CAN HANDLE YOU, RAWR <3
Yeah, yea --
[ AND LO AND BEHOLD, as Kanji tries to swallow and stuff his mouth with food simultaneously, he also tries to speak to the waitress - or shout more like it - as she approaches. So he starts choking. He coughs, but this only makes it worse really.
So yeah. BRB choking. ]
GOOOOD also [1/4] because lol kanji what even
...
[2/4]
Wait a minute. He's not seriously--?]
[3/4]
[4/4]
[Yukari turns to the approaching waitress abruptly as she stands up, completely ignoring anything else. If that wasn't enough to get her to pick up the pace, nothing would be.]
Do...do something!
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-- pray that this works, Yukari. You don't want a dead kouhai under your account, now do you? :'D ]
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But in any case, she's glad that the chef seems to.
Yukari seems speechless for the moment, but she's watching, and by now, some other waitresses are doing the same. After getting whatever it was he choked on out of his throat, the chef seems to ask if Kanji is okay.
...]