|
Post by Nichol Montenoire on Jul 6, 2013 2:01:11 GMT -6
Japan. A curious land, filled with a curious people. And yet, Nichol felt oddly at home. And hungry. Flying always made him hungry. Unfortunately, he couldn't use the Spirit Base to travel this time, because the trip was at his mother's behest, and she'd arranged his transportation for him. So, he wandered around a bit, looking for a suitable place to grab a bite to eat. After about a half hour, he spotted a 7-11, and decided that, as the first familiar name among the locales, it was his best bet at finding something familiar to eat, and headed in.
|
|
|
Post by Mai Mori on Jul 6, 2013 3:15:41 GMT -6
Mai was trying to balance a pen on her upper lip when she heard someone walk in. She didn't pay the man any mind, though; for all she knew, he was just another customer that she had to take care of, and shoo on his way while she continued to be bored and pray to god that an Undead or something would show up...
|
|
|
Post by Nichol Montenoire on Jul 6, 2013 13:24:31 GMT -6
Nichol went about his business for a moment, preparing a hot dog with nacho cheese on it, as well as a large mango Slurpee, and heading to the counter. As he placed down his food, he looked up for a moment and caught a glimpse of the cashier, and his eyes glittered for a moment. "Oh my!" He spoke in an exaggerated English, before taking her hand quickly and gently. "I never expected to see such a beauty so quickly, and in such a place. It's truly a stroke of luck for me."
|
|
|
Post by Mai Mori on Jul 6, 2013 13:28:14 GMT -6
Mai yelped in surprise when the man took her hand, the pen she was trying to balance falling from her upper lip and onto the floor.
|
|
|
Post by Nichol Montenoire on Jul 6, 2013 14:10:11 GMT -6
Nichol gazed at her for a moment, before chuckling a bit. "I'm being rude, aren't I? I should introduce myself first. My name is Nichol. Nichol Montenoire. And you are?"
|
|
|
Post by Mai Mori on Jul 6, 2013 14:15:10 GMT -6
"M-Mai Mori..." she said, still a little surprised.
|
|
|
Post by Nichol Montenoire on Jul 6, 2013 14:19:42 GMT -6
"Mai-chan, hm? A lovely name. But what is a beauty like you doing in a place like this? It's below you." He said, playing it up a bit.
|
|
|
Post by Mai Mori on Jul 6, 2013 14:34:48 GMT -6
"I work here...?"
|
|
|
Post by Nichol Montenoire on Jul 6, 2013 14:51:47 GMT -6
"Oh that just won't do at all. Working in such a bland place doesn't suit you one bit."
|
|
|
Post by Mai Mori on Jul 6, 2013 14:53:42 GMT -6
"Actually, it kinda does. I need money, 7-Eleven was hiring, so I got a job here."
|
|
|
Post by Nichol Montenoire on Jul 7, 2013 11:38:53 GMT -6
"Surely someone of your beauty must have some talent to match."
|
|
|
Post by Mai Mori on Jul 7, 2013 11:40:17 GMT -6
"If I did, I wouldn't be here now would I?"
|
|
|
Post by Nichol Montenoire on Jul 10, 2013 11:00:51 GMT -6
"Well, that's not a very good outlook, is it? Surely there must be something you're good at. Something you particularly enjoy. Like this." Stepping back and into a nice-sized clearing in the floor, Nichol flipped onto his head and began to spin, swirling into various dance moves.
|
|
|
Post by Mai Mori on Jul 10, 2013 11:03:00 GMT -6
"Mmmm... nope," she said.
|
|
|
Post by Nichol Montenoire on Jul 10, 2013 11:12:25 GMT -6
Hearing her response, Nichol's mind just stopped for a split second, and he fell over, face down. "You have got to be shitting me."
|
|
|
Post by Mai Mori on Jul 10, 2013 11:13:55 GMT -6
"'Fraid not."
|
|
|
Post by Nichol Montenoire on Jul 10, 2013 11:20:48 GMT -6
Nichol remained face-down on the floor for a moment, just thinking.
|
|
|
Post by Mai Mori on Jul 10, 2013 11:23:27 GMT -6
"I don't have any ambitions, simple as that," Mai told him.
|
|
|
Post by Nichol Montenoire on Jul 10, 2013 11:30:18 GMT -6
"You are, without a doubt, the first and only girl I've ever met without an ambition, and honestly, that scares me."
|
|
|
Post by Mai Mori on Jul 10, 2013 11:46:46 GMT -6
"I swear to use my powers of fear for good."
|
|