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hadriel_logs2017-07-16 10:38 am
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Event Log: Stepford Summer
Who: Everyone participating in the event
What: The Stepford Summer event!
Where: Across the city
When: July 16th-July 25th
Warnings: None!
Good morning, neighbor!
On the 16th, everyone wakes up feeling a little more... complete. The sun is shining, your bed is nice and comfortable and when you throw off the blankets, your perfect dog (probably named Spot) is sitting eagerly at your feet, waiting to be fed and walked.
The newspaper smacks against your porch and the paper boy calls out in hello as he cycles off further down the road. Sure, you can't actually read the strange symbols on the paper, but it's nice to have the ritual of it in the first place. Your parent or your sibling or your significant other is busy making pancakes in the kitchen when you come in, filling the room with the smell of delicious cooking. Yum!
The rest of the day is much like this. You straighten your tie, adjust your blazer and head off to work at a normal place, doing normal things. So what if you work with a guy who's actually a demon, or a seven foot tall elf? That's normal, isn't it?
There are cracks in the illusion, of course, but whether you're able to put it together is on you. Why would you want to, anyway? You have so many great relatives and an awesome support system, you're drinking awesome coffee every morning, and maybe you'll treat yourself to some ice cream at night before bed. What could be better?
Certainly not the cave. You don't want to remember that, do you?
What: The Stepford Summer event!
Where: Across the city
When: July 16th-July 25th
Warnings: None!
Good morning, neighbor!
On the 16th, everyone wakes up feeling a little more... complete. The sun is shining, your bed is nice and comfortable and when you throw off the blankets, your perfect dog (probably named Spot) is sitting eagerly at your feet, waiting to be fed and walked.
The newspaper smacks against your porch and the paper boy calls out in hello as he cycles off further down the road. Sure, you can't actually read the strange symbols on the paper, but it's nice to have the ritual of it in the first place. Your parent or your sibling or your significant other is busy making pancakes in the kitchen when you come in, filling the room with the smell of delicious cooking. Yum!
The rest of the day is much like this. You straighten your tie, adjust your blazer and head off to work at a normal place, doing normal things. So what if you work with a guy who's actually a demon, or a seven foot tall elf? That's normal, isn't it?
There are cracks in the illusion, of course, but whether you're able to put it together is on you. Why would you want to, anyway? You have so many great relatives and an awesome support system, you're drinking awesome coffee every morning, and maybe you'll treat yourself to some ice cream at night before bed. What could be better?
Certainly not the cave. You don't want to remember that, do you?
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wonk wink, restaurant
Which was precisely why Lup began to lead Akira towards the pantry.
She steps in close, sliding an arm around his shoulders and quickly guides them both towards the backroom. While the kitchen is noisy and always full of bustling staff, the pantry is much more empty, and gives the two a little more privacy for this conversation. When they arrive, the woman gives Akira an affectionate pat on the shoulder before releasing him, letting her hands fall to rest at her hips.]
Soooo, [None of this sounds good.] You're off prep tonight. I have something else that needs doing.
Re: wonk wink, restaurant
he eyed that arm that went around his shoulders carefully, still trying to figure out what wonders the backroom held for him today. as she stepped away, his hands found their way to his pockets as he tilted his head just slightly. )
Should I be worried? ( he didn't sound worried. actually, he sounded quite up for a challenge. )
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Lup couldn't help but eye Akira back, still grinning just a little too sharply over at the teen.] Why? Do you want to be worried?
[A beat passes, Lup's intense gaze firm and unwavering before she finally broke composure, laughing. A hand reaches out to pat the boy affectionately on his shoulder.] Just joshin' you! But really, you're too important to me to toss you at anything that's really dangerous. If I was going to throw anyone under the bus, it would deffo be that busboy who dropped a tray of new plates last week. [Said with just a touch too much honesty. Better watch out, busboy.]
No, the job I got for you is easy.
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at her pat, akira grins just a little. he has far too much finesse to follow in that guy's footsteps. )
You're not going to make me take over mascot duty from him, are you? That's a punishment worse than death, boss.
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This little mission is, uh, off site. [The elf pauses for a second, just to peek over their shoulder to make sure no one else was wandering by the pantry, before her voice lowers just slightly. Whispering is a near impossible feat for Lup, but at least makes an attempt.]
So, our dear rival is getting a little too big-headed. [Hannibal's big five star restaurant was the only other place in town that could compete with the twin's place. They were two entirely different venues, nothing alike and nothing binding them together except for the fact they all wanted to be the best of the best. Hannibal might not care for the twins natural dramatic flair (and love of glitter) and Lup thought he had a ladle up his butt most of the time.] I heard tonight he's serving something--[she air quotes, rolling her eyes]--"New and Revolutionary". Yeah, right. Still, I have to admit I'm curious. But Taako and I can't just stroll on in, so you're going on a mission for me to find out what this thing is.
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... and then sits back to listen to her plan.
there was no reaction from him at first, but then, a smile broke out. oh, he liked that. for some reason, he really liked that. )
An infiltration and reconnaissance mission... I see. ( akira's grin only seems to get wider the more that he thinks about it, and as he rises to his full height, he pushes his glasses up the bridge of his nose. )
Leave it to me. ( surely he could be in and out of there in no time with the goods, unnoticed. just like a phantom th... phantom eater. )
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Knew I could count on you. Just keep it between us. No one else needs to know what we've got planned. [She trusts him to be discreet. Akira hasn't let her down yet in the short time he's worked for them, already rising up through the ranks to be one of the employees the two twins trusted most.]
Grab something to eat before you head out, kiddo. On the house, obvs. Don't want my fav guy running secret errands for me on an empty stomach.
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And spoil my appetite for the most innovative and hyped dish of the century? ( he's kidding, really. he doesn't expect too much from the competition. of course, he wasn't going to look a gift gourmet meal in the mouth, either. )
Once I get back, let's grab a bite together. That way I can tell you all about my findings. ( have a wink, as he moves towards the doorway, grabbing for his blazer. ) Don't worry, I won't make you wait too long.
( mock hand over his heart here, lup. look how honest this sneaky crime boy is. ) Promise.
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It's a date. [Lup waves him off with a laugh, but not before she's calling after him.] Keep your head down! If you lose it, I can't guarantee your covered for that kind of paid leave!
[And while he sneaks off to fulfill her request, Lup slips back into the chaos of prepping for dinner service, a secret smile twisted on her lips the rest of the night.]