Traps 101:
That about sums it up.
That about sums it up.
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As Yutaro expected, the cafe began to fill up quickly with what seemed like half the city. It was fortunate that he was an early riser, because the drowsy droves that were shambling in now would have a hard time finding anywhere to sit. Then again, a shortage of seats would give people an excuse to sit with one of the many cute singles that seemed to be taking up the majority of the place... but Yutaro wasn't so shy that he needed to resort to such tactics. If he wanted to talk to someone, he would just talk to them. What was the worst thing they could do? Make fun of him? Yutaro worked in customer service too long for insults to even register with him anymore. Now if cute girls were prone to whipping out machetes if guys upset them that would be a different story, but since this wasn't Hinamizawa, Yutaro figured he wouldn't have to worry about that.
Hi, I'm guessing you want a coffee right? I bet the job at the casino demands a lot of energy, so I'll get you something strong kay?
There it was, the perky voice he'd been waiting to hear. When their eyes met, he half-smiled, obscuring the fact that he found her absolutely gorgeous with the possibility that he may simply be in a good mood. "Hey, that's a pretty good guess," he said, letting his grin widen just a bit. He considered changing his order to a cup of tea, which still had plenty of caffeine in it, just to tease her, but the huge crowd she suddenly had to serve made him decide to be merciful and just let her be right. "Sure, strong is good, and leave it black. Just make sure you sweeten it up with that pretty smile of yours." He gave her a quick wink and let her serve the other customers. After all, it was foolish to think he could have an extended conversation with her while she had a job to do.
However, with a crowd like this there were plenty of other people to chat with, providing their moods were amicable. One such person was sitting at the bar just one seat away from him, ordering her coffee the same way he liked it (minus the pretty smile). She wore high-quality clothing and a vibrant scarf that screamed personality. Her demeanor seemed to be that of a woman who really wanted, no NEEDED, her coffee, but Yutaro caught a glimpse of the playful grin she gave the bartender and decided she might be worth talking to. "I see I've met a fellow coffee purist," he said, shifting in his seat and leaning a tad closer to Ryoki so they could talk. Even though the woman seemed to have a more or less pleasant air about her, it was impossible for any human to hide the fact that they were still waking up... especially when they sat down and promptly ordered a coffee. "So, is this damage control from last night, or do you wrestle with every morning?" It wasn't a particularly witty opening line, but at least it would help him get to know her a little better... and it would reveal whether or not she minded being teased a little.
@Dynamo Frokane @Delta44
Hi, I'm guessing you want a coffee right? I bet the job at the casino demands a lot of energy, so I'll get you something strong kay?
There it was, the perky voice he'd been waiting to hear. When their eyes met, he half-smiled, obscuring the fact that he found her absolutely gorgeous with the possibility that he may simply be in a good mood. "Hey, that's a pretty good guess," he said, letting his grin widen just a bit. He considered changing his order to a cup of tea, which still had plenty of caffeine in it, just to tease her, but the huge crowd she suddenly had to serve made him decide to be merciful and just let her be right. "Sure, strong is good, and leave it black. Just make sure you sweeten it up with that pretty smile of yours." He gave her a quick wink and let her serve the other customers. After all, it was foolish to think he could have an extended conversation with her while she had a job to do.
However, with a crowd like this there were plenty of other people to chat with, providing their moods were amicable. One such person was sitting at the bar just one seat away from him, ordering her coffee the same way he liked it (minus the pretty smile). She wore high-quality clothing and a vibrant scarf that screamed personality. Her demeanor seemed to be that of a woman who really wanted, no NEEDED, her coffee, but Yutaro caught a glimpse of the playful grin she gave the bartender and decided she might be worth talking to. "I see I've met a fellow coffee purist," he said, shifting in his seat and leaning a tad closer to Ryoki so they could talk. Even though the woman seemed to have a more or less pleasant air about her, it was impossible for any human to hide the fact that they were still waking up... especially when they sat down and promptly ordered a coffee. "So, is this damage control from last night, or do you wrestle with every morning?" It wasn't a particularly witty opening line, but at least it would help him get to know her a little better... and it would reveal whether or not she minded being teased a little.
@Dynamo Frokane @Delta44
@Oz Everybody's gathering around Mochavine, but it doesn't look like anybody has actually hooked up yet, so have at 'em.
PLOT TWIST:
This is out of the complete blue, but...
Nobody really knows what Shou's natural hair-colour is.
Since it's all dyed silver.
...and when I have to find a picture for his brother (probably a total NPC who doesn't even show up, but his name is Yuusha)...
...WHAT ARE YOUR HEADCANNONS FOR HIS NATURAL HAIR, GUYS?
Well, I'm going to be boring and realistic. Assuming he is Japanese by blood... black/dark brown.
EDIT: Or, assuming he is anime by blood... electric green.
So much going on at Mochavine! Need time to decide who to flirt with >_<;
And I don't even know what my picture of Yutaro is from. I literally just googled "anime casino guy," and picked the first realistic male that wasn't blatantly mainstream. lol.
And I don't even know what my picture of Yutaro is from. I literally just googled "anime casino guy," and picked the first realistic male that wasn't blatantly mainstream. lol.
@Dynamo Frokane Yea. I meant that he turned on the local news on TV (which I'm pretty sure Japan would have) and figured that since a celebrity was in town it would be all over the news, because that's what the news does.
Never one to sleep in, Yutaro woke up bright and early and made himself a simple breakfast of rice and miso soup. Sure, he could have made something a bit tastier, but it seemed a bit frivolous to spend so much time cooking just for himself. His shift didn't start until later in the evening -- his casino liked to keep him for the night shift on the weekends since that was when they were the busiest -- so he found himself with quite a lot of free time on his hands. While he ate his breakfast he turned on the news, which was more or less a glorified advertisement for Aoi Iwata's little appearance of the aquarium today. It was hard not to have heard about Aoi, but Yutaro had never seen any of her movies. He was less of a "Drowning in Deep Love" guy and more of an "Chainsaw Zombie Massacre" guy. But, he supposed that either would make a decent date movie.
Breakfast ingested and news ignored, Yutaro decided to go out for a bit of coffee. He figured that there would be a decent crowd on a Saturday morning, so it would probably be a good place to kill some time while chatting with friends and making a few new ones. Maybe if he was lucky, that cute barista would even be there. He knew it was probably just her job to flirt, but it didn't make it any less fun. So, with plans thus made, Yutaro put on his signature gray coat and headed down to Mochavine.
It was still pretty early when he arrived, and plenty of people were probably sleeping off their Friday night hangovers, but he was sure the place would liven up in a little bit. If one thing was true about humanity, it was that they ran on coffee. So, Yutaro took a seat at the bar and waited to see who he had the pleasure of being served by.
Breakfast ingested and news ignored, Yutaro decided to go out for a bit of coffee. He figured that there would be a decent crowd on a Saturday morning, so it would probably be a good place to kill some time while chatting with friends and making a few new ones. Maybe if he was lucky, that cute barista would even be there. He knew it was probably just her job to flirt, but it didn't make it any less fun. So, with plans thus made, Yutaro put on his signature gray coat and headed down to Mochavine.
It was still pretty early when he arrived, and plenty of people were probably sleeping off their Friday night hangovers, but he was sure the place would liven up in a little bit. If one thing was true about humanity, it was that they ran on coffee. So, Yutaro took a seat at the bar and waited to see who he had the pleasure of being served by.
Though oh my god, Shou and Yutaro would actually make the perfect couple.
Passionate yaoi ensues.
@Takashi
[Insert raunchy joke about Shou "teaching" Yutaro.]
If there was one thing that kept casinos running, it was the fact that people never knew when to walk away. The gentleman sitting across from Yutaro at the blackjack table had bought in for 100, and had somehow managed to transform that into 300. That was 15 minutes ago. He lost a little, vowed to stop once he won that back, lost a little more, and now he was down to his last chip. Of course Yutaro had nothing to do with it -- that was just the way the cards came -- but as a dealer, his players' luck branded him as either a demon or a saint. Today was one of those demonic days, but what the players didn't understand was that it was just as bad for him as it was for them. After all, nobody tips a dealer that they lose to no matter how charming his smile was.
The gentleman had a hard 16 against Yutaro's 6, a pretty crappy spot to be in. Given all the low cards that had been dealt the past few hands it would probably be better to-- "Hit," the gentleman said, tapping lightly on the table. Well, at least Yutaro could confirm that his player was no card counter. With a showman's grace, he flipped the next card from the deck and revealed... the queen of hearts. A bust. With a humble shrug, Yutaro finished dealing to the other players, then scooped up his last chip. Rule number 1 of gambling: the house always wins.
Perhaps that fact was what drew Yutaro to this business in particular. He had always loved games as a kid, and loved winning money from games as a young adult. But casinos were unique in that they stacked the odds against the player, and yet the player never felt cheated. Statistically, most people who step inside the casino lose, yet everybody who steps inside thinks they will be the one to win. If that wasn't a perfect business model, Yutaro didn't know what was. And, no matter what state the economy was in, people always manage to scrap together cash for two things: booze and gambling.
When Yutaro's shift came to an end, he stuck a dollar in a slot machine and pulled the lever, as was his ritual. The lights flashed and the wheels spun... but he had no luck today. It wasn't that late yet, so he decided to take a little walk through the streets to unwind after work. Shine city had a pretty good night life, and you never knew who you might meet.
The gentleman had a hard 16 against Yutaro's 6, a pretty crappy spot to be in. Given all the low cards that had been dealt the past few hands it would probably be better to-- "Hit," the gentleman said, tapping lightly on the table. Well, at least Yutaro could confirm that his player was no card counter. With a showman's grace, he flipped the next card from the deck and revealed... the queen of hearts. A bust. With a humble shrug, Yutaro finished dealing to the other players, then scooped up his last chip. Rule number 1 of gambling: the house always wins.
Perhaps that fact was what drew Yutaro to this business in particular. He had always loved games as a kid, and loved winning money from games as a young adult. But casinos were unique in that they stacked the odds against the player, and yet the player never felt cheated. Statistically, most people who step inside the casino lose, yet everybody who steps inside thinks they will be the one to win. If that wasn't a perfect business model, Yutaro didn't know what was. And, no matter what state the economy was in, people always manage to scrap together cash for two things: booze and gambling.
When Yutaro's shift came to an end, he stuck a dollar in a slot machine and pulled the lever, as was his ritual. The lights flashed and the wheels spun... but he had no luck today. It wasn't that late yet, so he decided to take a little walk through the streets to unwind after work. Shine city had a pretty good night life, and you never knew who you might meet.
Ryozan knew too well the feeling that invoked his opponent's roar. When he was young he would often yell out like that himself after a challenging match, and indeed he felt the same rush of adrenaline that brought about such urges, but his training and culture had instilled equanimity in him so that he would not partake in the cathartic bellow. And, no doubt, while fueled by such emotion, Mr. Sunshine's blade was still something to be feared, even a wide slash telegraphed as blatantly as the one he now displayed. However, Mr. Sunshine's windup did not daunt Ryozan at all, nor did it change his plans for his attack with his right hand. Although he had not intended to use it as a shield, the layer of ice that he had put on his tail would come in handy.
As the distance between the two men closed, Ryozan poured what ki he could into the ice on his tail in the brief time he had, planted his feet as if to make a strike, and then wrapped his tail halfway around his body to intercept the slash. There was a metallic clash as the sword struck ice, sending shards and a plume of fur into the air, but he had managed to strengthen the ice just enough to save his tail. The impact of the blow drove the spikes on the inside of his tail into Ryozan's side, leaving a few shallow punctures, but it was nothing debilitating and nothing compared to the damage he was now in perfect position to deal.
As Mr. Sunshine's sword scraped upwards along Ryozan's tail, the kitsune let his right fist fly under the arc of the blade and towards Mr. Sunshine's ribs. The only modification that needed to be made to the strike was that at this distance a straight would be more effective than a hook. But, the explosive force of the hasaiken would be just as damaging to his opponent's bones as ever. Perhaps with two damaged arms and shattered ribs making it painful to breathe, his opponent would yield; if not, Ryozan wouldn't complain. He was having the time of his life.
As the distance between the two men closed, Ryozan poured what ki he could into the ice on his tail in the brief time he had, planted his feet as if to make a strike, and then wrapped his tail halfway around his body to intercept the slash. There was a metallic clash as the sword struck ice, sending shards and a plume of fur into the air, but he had managed to strengthen the ice just enough to save his tail. The impact of the blow drove the spikes on the inside of his tail into Ryozan's side, leaving a few shallow punctures, but it was nothing debilitating and nothing compared to the damage he was now in perfect position to deal.
As Mr. Sunshine's sword scraped upwards along Ryozan's tail, the kitsune let his right fist fly under the arc of the blade and towards Mr. Sunshine's ribs. The only modification that needed to be made to the strike was that at this distance a straight would be more effective than a hook. But, the explosive force of the hasaiken would be just as damaging to his opponent's bones as ever. Perhaps with two damaged arms and shattered ribs making it painful to breathe, his opponent would yield; if not, Ryozan wouldn't complain. He was having the time of his life.
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