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[b]Word Count:[/b] 1,065
[b]Level 3 Captain Falcon:[/b] 16/30
[b]Exp Gained:[/b] +2
[b]NEW EXP Balance---[/b] 18/30

[H3]Mafia Town[/h3][/center]

As for the good Captain, he would at least try to look for some bounty hunter work. But not before he made good on his intentions to have a quick bite to eat first. He walked around a bit, both wanting to get a lay of the land and to make sure he had sufficiently separated himself from the others. Keeping a low profile meant they had to keep away from each other as much as they could, after all. Of course, doing this just exposed Falcon to even more smells of food - increasing his appetite further.

[color=1f66b2]”Huh.”[/color] Cap muttered when he spotted a restaurant that didn’t quite look like a lot of the others. The best way to describe this place was as a sort of “hole in the wall” type of establishment. It had little in the way of signs that made it stick out. All it actually had was a simple, red vertical sign with some kind of foreign kanji he couldn’t read printed on it in white - presumably writing out the restaurant’s name. Other than that and a small, similar horizontal sign right above the red door leading inside, there didn’t appear to be anything else denoting the place’s existence or even attempting to advertise it. Cap wondered how much business a place like this could get with such minimalist advertising. [color=1f66b2]”Well, what the heck. Let’s give it a try.”[/color] He decided as he pushed open the door and entered.

The [url=https://static1.thegamerimages.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2024/01/like-a-dragon-infinite-wealth-you-tian.jpeg]restaurant[/url] was equally as unassuming on the inside as it was on the outside. Pretty small, small enough that just one or two people could probably run it any given time. Based on what the menu looked like, it was easy to tell that Falcon had found himself in a Chinese Restaurant of some kind.

“Welcome!” said the woman behind the bar with a smile. “Please have a seat. What can we get for you?”

Falcon skimmed the menu, thankful that it had translations for the kanji he couldn’t read. [color=1f66b2]”How about… Kanitama? And an oolong tea?”[/color] He decided after a moment of thought. A rice omelet seemed like a good choice for a breakfast.

“That’ll be 7 pons, please.” said the server, which elicited a blank stare from Captain Falcon.

[color=1f66b2]”’Pons’?”[/color] Cap asked, caught off guard by the change in currency. The only money he had on hand was zenny, which he was now learning the hard way wasn’t accepted around these parts.

“Mhm.” the server confirmed.

[color=1f66b2]”Ah, uh, please forgive me.”[/color] Falcon said as he went ahead and stood up. [color=1f66b2]”I just got to town and… I had no idea you used a different currency here.”[/color] He explained, now thoroughly embarrassed for having wasted the poor girl’s time.

“Oh, that’s too bad.” the girl said. “But if it’s pons you need, you could always apply for work with Crazy Eats.”

[color=1f66b2]”Crazy… Eats?”[/color]

“Mhmm. They’re a food delivery service.” she explained. “They take orders from restaurants and hand deliver them to customers all over the island, with style of course. Just talk to Charlie, he’s usually around the beach.”

Cap wasn’t sure what she meant by the last part about style. He wasn’t sure how exactly one was supposed to deliver things “with style”. And while this wasn’t exactly the bounty hunter work he had been hoping for, at least it was a start. And besides, he could always try to look for bounty hunter work a little later after he earned a few pons to start with. Everyone’s gotta start somewhere, after all.

After a bit more inquiring and looking around, the F-Zero Pilot indeed eventually found himself walking around where a beach could be found. Unfortunately he neglected to get an actual description of Charlie from the girl at the chinese restaurant. But Cap wasn’t deterred, figuring someone who delivered food for a living would almost certainly look the part - wearing some kind of uniform and piloting some kind of vehicle. So how hard could it possibly be to find this Charlie person?

And as it turned out, not that hard at all. [url=https://static1.thegamerimages.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2024/04/charlie.jpg]Charlie[/url] turned out to be quite a daredevil delivery boy, with his bright green hair and the fact that he rode his bicycle like some kind of stunt rider while performing his deliveries. Suddenly it made more sense what the girl meant when she said Crazy Eats delivered with style. Once he got the chance, Falcon flagged Charlie down and the rider brought his bike to a screeching halt right in front of where the Captain stood. “Aloha, what can I do you for?” He asked, presuming Falcon to be a customer.

[color=1f66b2]”I’m looking for work, and I heard you could offer that.”[/color] Cap replied.

Charlie appeared to look Falcon up and down as if sizing him up. “Well, you [i]do[/i] have the look of a daredevil down, at least.” He finally said and then added. “Alright, I’ll give you a trial run to see what you can do.” He then proceeded to explain the rules of the delivery jobs. Falcon would have to deliver orders while also performing stunts along the way. Stunts and timely deliveries both racked up points, and more points meant bigger tips and payouts. “You’ll need a bike and a phone. If you don’t have those, I can give you a loaner for each.”

[color=1f66b2]”Much obliged.”[/color] Cap said, now having changed into a yellow uniform that matched the one Charlie was currently wearing. However he did insist on keeping the helmet on, to which Charlie had no objection. Once he was situated with his loaner bike and loaner phone, Falcon took off like a rocket from its launchpad. A champion-tier racer like him just so happened to be perfectly suited for a stunt-oriented job like this. Cap had no problem impressing Charlie with his trial run, and so he was hired officially as the newest delivery person for Crazy Eats.

So Falcon had a starter job now, at least. But he would of course keep an eye out for any opportunity to do some bounty hunting as well. As good as he was at this whole delivery thing, he knew bounty hunting work was where the [i]real[/i] money was at, provided he could actually find it.