Roxy snorted. "Do you think I would have my current night job if I had the skills to work at a café or club? I have little education, no references, and few skills. About the only thing I can really do is throw knives, So unless I join a circus I don't think there is an honest job that would hire me. Trust me I tried for nearly a year before taking up my current career."

Donny was beginning to clean up the dinner was Solroka and Roxy spoke about possible job prospects. He didn't say it, but the last idea of working at the cafe did appeal to him in a sense. A steady job, safe, and hopefully no one would mind that the orc was working the kitchens. At least he hoped he was getting a kitchen job and not being a bouncer. He came back to hear that Roxy talk about how she had very little skills and had to take up prostitution, which irked him. "You know, for someone who says they won't give themselves cheaply, you're selling yourself short. Success isn't a one-way ticket Roxy. You have to go from job to job until you find what works. Personally, I think I'll go look into this cafe place. Certainly better than risking my skin trying to clear out gang hideouts or demeaning myself." He tried not to speak harshly, he did speak in such a way that he was certain of what he was saying. "If nothing else, you don't lose anything except maybe a few hours of your time. So you go to the cafe and they don't accept you. That just means you go back doing what you already have been doing. And if they do hire you, than you don't have to keep selling your body just to make ends meet. It's not like you're paying taxes for this place." To Donny, it was a lesser evil. Try to work in a cafe or be a prostitute. Donny questioned himself on which one Roxy wanted to do more.

Roxy glared at Donny. "I applied to HUNDREDS of jobs when I first got here. I didn't care how little it paid as long as it paid honest money. Do know know what I was told?" She yelled at him. "No education and no referrences equal no job. I have been in this spicy nearly a year. You know why there are home
Ess people and prostitutes? It's because you can't get an honest job unless you have an address and you can't get an address without a job. It is an endless cycle. You don't me Donny. You don't have a right to tell me a sell myself cheaply. For your information I still search for a honest job. You know why? Because I hate my life." Roxy stormed at of the room.

Donny stayed stoically silent as Roxy yelled at him. While it was true that he didn't know her as well as he'd like, he did understand the issue. When she left, Donny stayed where he was at. He wanted to chase after Roxy to help her, but how could he? He could pep talk her all he wants, but he needed to show her results now. Were words failed, action needs to be taken. The orc looked towards the dwarf. "Tell me more about this cafe job. I swear to god, I'm going to make this work, one way or another." A hard road was still ahead of Donny, but that's life.

Solroka actually smirked as Roxy blew up at the orc. It was kind of funny in a sad way. Just Solroka's way of dealing with their crappy lives. The orc asked Solroka more about the cafe job and she handed him a slip of paper with a phone number and address. "Sure thing. Well I got approached by the manager who looked like some weirdo in a gas mask. Seems to be rather silly what with his get up and how hyper he is. He already has one chef and a few waitresses, but he's worried that some of the local toughs are going to bother his customers and staff. But I guess you aren't interested in being the club's tough guy, huh? I'm pretty sure if you can impress the chef he might be willing to let you work in his kitchen. I met the guy. He's an ass, and also gay. Like seriously, he's homo. Damn good chef though." Salroka got up and was about to leave before stopping and looking at the orc one more time. "Maybe it's none of my business, but you should worry about yourself before you start playing white knight. You're not exactly hero material, if you know what I'm saying." Salroka left the apartment and headed off into the night.

"You're right. It is none of your business. But thanks anyways." Donny cleaned up after Solroka left. He didn't really know what to do from there. He was uncertain if Roxy wanted him to be around after what just happened. He certainty did not want to try to rough it out in the streets if he was going to try to go for a job interview. Still... He could at least tell Roxy that he'll be gone tomorrow. "Maybe if I haven't messed up too badly, I could stay for the night... Hopefully..." Donny took a deep breath and went to look for Roxy.

Roxy stormed into the office that she claimed for herself. Her eyes stun with tears that she refused to shed. She started throwing her knives at the wall. She hated that people judged her. Did they honestly think that she wanted to be doing what she was doing? No one she had met on the streets wanted to be there. None of them dreamed of being where they were. Most of them would have given up the life if they were given a chance.

Donny managed to track down Roxy by the soft thuds of what he guessed was knives being thrown against the wall. He stood next to the door and knocked. "Roxy. It's Donny. I... I just wanted to thank you for letting me into this apartment tonight. I know that... Things aren't looking too great right now... But I'm not going to give up. I'm going to check out that cafe tomorrow and figure out how to make it work out. And... I can't thank you enough for what you've done for me, so if you ever want something from me, don't be afraid to ask. And..." Donny took a deep breath. He started to feel his eyes water, but he choked back the tears. "I don't know what sort of life you've lived, and I'm sorry when I become insensitive about it. But that doesn't change how I feel for you. I want to care about you and be able to help you. And maybe you don't want or need it but that doesn't mean I will stop being there for you. I know life can be hard, unfair, and uncaring. And... And that's why I want to help. Because life won't make things better, but maybe, just maybe, I can do it myself. Either by helping others or getting others to help me. Um... Anyways... I should go now. I... I hope I get to see you again Roxy. I'll make something delicious next time too." Donny stayed for a short while before leaving. He picked up his clothes and weapons as he began to figure out where he would be staying at.

Ravi felt a severe ache all throughout her body. She opened her eyes finding herself laying exactly where she had fallen asleep the day before. She had been wandering on her own for weeks just getting through by gathering money and food from broken vending machines. She nearly got caught twice by doing so.
Her entire body was cold and wet from sleeping on the street, however she had found cover under a metal platform.
She gathered her legs within her arms making glitter illusions around her to raise her spirits. Making the space around her wonderful, just the way she liked it.

That was one of her perks; she could make the world around her just as beautiful she wanted it to be. Making people see things that didn't make sense or wasn't there. One of her favorite tricks was to make people see holes in the ground and watch people walk around it not to fall in. Or make people see a back alley murder than never occurred. However the last mentioned had to stop as it made the first page with "multiple witnesses".

Ravi felt the burning empty sensation of hunger and the illusions quickly faded away. It took some energy to keep the illusions going. She crawled out from underneath the platform and start her wandering down the street...

Roxy sighed at Donny's words. She might have over-reacted. She had always been something of a hot head. "Take whatever room you want. You might as well stay here. Maybe you can get an honest job."

Donny smile quietly as Roxy offered him a room to stay. Once more Roxy has done something for him that he needs to repay, even if she doesn't want it to happen. He didn't press the issue and simply took his things to an empty room. It looked to be some sort of security office, even had a display of monitors, but with so little power running through the building they weren't of any use. He found himself a mattress and some bedding. He laid down on the makeshift bed. Despite it's low quality, he might as well have been floating on a cloud. He closed his eyes and was quickly asleep, and didn't even get a chance to put away his things or even put a blanket over himself.

Roxy climbed into bed and closed her eyes. Her dres were filled with nightmares causing her to have a restless night. She was up before the sunrose.

Solroka spent her night at a cheap hotel. She washed up and was back onto the streets looking for a way to make today's quick cash.

When Donny woke up he tried to get himself looking as presentable as possible. Not easy, but he at least cleaned his cloths and was smelling much better than before. Once he was finished washing up he left the motel to find that cafe.

Since she was up Roxy decided to put her time to good use. She headed out to purchase supplies.

Donny arrived to the location of the cafe, Comina Comice. He had... Doubts. It was a Cosplay Cafe, telling from it's highly stylized Japanese billboard. He could see why there may be some people hesitant to work there. Nonetheless the orc came in and saw that, while the atmosphere was bubbly, the place was still very well kept and clean. There was still various flyers and decoration in homage to various anime and manga related subcultures, and the waitstaff was very kind, though that was expected. Donny arrived wearing only his regular cloth and leather, and he had no armor or weapons on his person. "Um, I'm here for a job. Can I talk to you manager?" The girls he asked seemed to be hesitant, but one of them left to go fetch the manage. Donny was showed to a booth and given a complimentary cup of water and muffin. He waited for a few minutes before... He showed. Maybe it was just Donny's mind playing tricks on him, but the manager was awfully sparkly. He dressed rather well for himself, though the one thing that stood out was his gasmask. It just... It certain caught your attention.

"Hello hello hello! My girls say that you want to work here? Excellent! What job were you planning to apply for?"

Donny sat frozen for a while trying to process what was happening. Trying to put aside the manager's odd appearance, he seemed awfully bubbly, more so than his own waitresses. Donny stammered before clearing his throat to tell the manager what he wanted. "Ahem, my name is Donny, Donny Yang. I'm here for one of your chef positions?" The manager looked at Donny. Somehow, the orc knew the manager was smiling at him, but for what reasons he didn't know.

"Hmm... Well, while I certainly won't mind as long as you do well, that's not for me to decide. The head chef will screen who he allows to work in his kitchen. But! There is something we can try. Follow me!" The manager got up and lead Donny to the kitchen, where his test would begin.

Kinu wandered past a cafe. She was a bit peckish and she had some money after she got that great pocketwatch and sold it well. She decides to go in she saw it was a cosplay one but any cafe would do. when she walked in she saw two people talking before two waitresses walked up. They asked "How can we help?" She nods in reply and looks at the cakes before pointing towards a cookie on the display. "This cookie? Okay! Eat in or out.?" The cheaper option would be out but she liked the warmth and she also wanted to see what the people were talking about. She points at a table. "Okay!" they say befor going to get the cookie. "That will be $1" they say handing her the cookie on the plate. Kinu looks up $1 That was cheap! she thought before handing the money over and sitting down at the table. She listened into the conversation before they walked away. She ate her cookie slowly.

Roxy walked down the street towards the store. She needed more food and a few cleaning supplies if she could. As she walked she thought about Donny. She hoped he had better luck with his job search then she ever had. She had been rejected at ever place she had tried. She looked in the store windows for help wanted signs and wondered if she should try again. It didn't seem like it was worth the effort but it had been awhile so she decided if she saw something she would try again.

"Still job hunting Roxy?" Salroka suddenly appeared next to Roxy with a bag of hotdog pretzels. Offering some to the girl the dwarf kept talking. "You know it's not too late to go after the jobs I told you about yesterday. Even stopped by that cafe place and saw your orc head into the kitchens."

The manager congratulated Donny on how quickly one of his cookies sold. Donny took the praise humbly and continued to make the orders of pasties. He was no longer wearing the worn and ragged cloth he had when he came in, and was instead changed into a much cleaner chef's outfit, even had a little hat to keep his hair in. The only thing he kept on was his shoes.

Donny's test first began when the manager gave him an order of cakes and pasties that the shop needed to make today. And not ones to do something like recycle old cakes or even keep them for longer than a day, Donny was expected to make them from scratch. While most would need guidance around the unfamiliar kitchen, Donny showed his chops by immediately setting off to ensuring that he was as clean as he could get, and started cooking. Before long he already had five cakes cooking in the oven, and had the icing and other materials needed to decorate them ready. The manager was impressed with how quickly Donny was able to get everything together, even complying with the manager's random request to make him cookies.

As Donny cooked, the manager also asked Donny question. It was than that Donny made it clear to the manager of his home situation; that he was practically homeless, having no job before this one nor a place of residence. How he was also looking to find a job for his friend, whom he hopes could work here. The manager was able to hide his feelings about this (The mask helped) and also made it clear to Donny that he didn't care about any of that; as long as Donny did a good job here, he would hire him. This kindness was almost unrealistic to Donny, and he wondered if this was a trap. Donny felt so paranoid about the manager's generosity that any minute how, he expected the manager to take off his mask and reveal that he's a demon that wants to take Donny's hopes and dreams. But that never happened. Instead the manager left the kitchen to get some papers that he wanted Donny to look over.

In the mean time, the orc took out the cakes and began to frost them.