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jigokulogs2022-07-12 09:28 pm
nerine) wrote in jigokulogs2022-07-12 09:28 pm
open 🌙 july catchall
Who ⬤ Monts and Various
What ⬤ July Sub-stories and Catchall
When ⬤ Throughout July.
Where ⬤ Here and there in Jigokucho, mostly in Tamamo Territory.
Content Warnings ⬤ The Amazing Mr. Libido and perhaps some sauciness because of Stardust. Will be added as needed.
Notes ⬤ Prompts in the comments!
"Meet me like I'm midnight."
What ⬤ July Sub-stories and Catchall
When ⬤ Throughout July.
Where ⬤ Here and there in Jigokucho, mostly in Tamamo Territory.
Content Warnings ⬤ The Amazing Mr. Libido and perhaps some sauciness because of Stardust. Will be added as needed.
Notes ⬤ Prompts in the comments!
"Meet me like I'm midnight."
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[ He should have expected as much honestly. ]
I have been for a while, I just don't feel the need to tell anyone.
[ Mostly because those in the clan know what's up. For all his initial spite for the yakuza, he has to admit that they do operate in a way he can appreciate. ]
...Monts, h-
[ There's a question in his throat but...He stares at her for a minute then sighs. ]
Nevermind. You enjoying doing this kind of thing?
[ He says taking a glass and a sip. ]
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Hm?
[But when he doesn't complete his sentence, Monts decides not to pursue it. She'll answer his other question instead.]
Oh, are you asking about this job? Well, I can't say I'm enamored with it but it's more interesting than not.
[She shrugs.]
I'm suited for it at least. I may not be making coffee, but being a welcoming presence and lending an ear isn't far removed from being a barista. I just have to wear fancier clothes and my customers will either have several limbs, not look humanoid at all, or even have faces.
... Which again, probably not too different from the cafe I worked at. Mostly.
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[ Then he glanced at the two onis again, both them looking like school boys in the presence of the other hostesses. An image that unfortunately will disgust him forever. ]
Mmmmost of the riff-raff, at least.
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[The hostesses serving his oni subordinates are certainly flirting it up, already sidling next to them and working their charms. Monts muffles a giggle.]
They're better than this at me, so I think they'll do a good job keeping them tamed. Anyway, as for the coffee, do you like it sweet or unsweetened? Roasty or more floral and fruity? Iced or hot?
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I like my coffee the same way I like my women, dark, bittersweeet, and rich.
[ He's also failed to resist that temptation. Hungover, after all. ]
In all seriousness though, if you can make a good cup of coffee, you wouldn't really need much of anything else. But, for what it's worth, I think you're doing a pretty good job here. I noticed you coming out of here once with a new bag, gift from a customer I imagine?
[ He's passed by, never said hello or anything and mostly just kept to himself, but that doesn't mean he dosen't quietly check in on her. Although he ]
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[Her laughter at his reply his merry, but the light in her eyes is not.]
Don't say such things if you're not ready to get charged exorbitantly for your next drink!
[Oh dear. But she'll move on as if she didn't sound sweetly threatening just now.]
Mm? Oh, no I got that bag for myself. I trust my own taste more than others.
[And perhaps to start collecting Stardust and all that.]
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Sorry. It was a low hanging fruit, and I'm hungover.
[ He is not actually sorry and will make thay joke again if given the opportunity. ]
Oh really? And what are your tastes in that regard?
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[Monts is a little concerned... But she can kind of tell that Bishop doesn't talk that easily about himself. He hasn't pried too much in regards to her even with her lack of pain so she owes him that much to not probe any further.]
Me? I like things that remind me of plants and some flowers. I also like practical things and nothing too flashy unless I'm intentional about it.
[Outside of the cabaret, Monts' usual mode of dress is in fact very low-key.]
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[ Because of course an alcoholics cure for a hangover is to drink more. ]
Oh really? Never pegged you for the kind of girl who likes flowers and such. I honestly thought you'd be more of the exotic animal patterns.
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[Calling him out on it...]
Is that the kind of girl you peg me for? Flashy and bombastic?
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No, I meant something like what my little sister had. She had this purse, dark teal that had a sparrow stitching on the corner. I meant something like that. Not too eyecatching, but not something that blends into the crowd.
[ A beat. ]
But what do I know? My only reference for your tastes up to the bag was that kimono you wore.
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[She tries not to think about her older brother. They treated each other like strangers.]
I see what you mean. It does sound like that would be kind of my style... [She taps her cheek, thinking.]
Outside of this kind of work, I like some bright colors, but my clothing style is fairly low-key. The only thing that makes me stand out in a crowd would be my eyes, I think.
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You do have pretty eyes.
[ He does say matter-of-factly. ]
So you're the kind that doesn't wamt to stand out too much, huh? Kinda similar to my sister then, though she's a bit nicer to me.
[ Subtle implication? No, not subtle at all. ]
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I don't know if it's about not wanting to stand out since I like attention a normal amount. It might be more that I just naturally decide to fade into the scenery.
You see, I grew up with my grandparents. So even though I was definitely rebellious and misbehaved a lot, being around them made me calmer than not.
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[ Nor has he ever heard much about them save the occasional story. ]
Sounds like they're quite the disciplinarians. Would you say you're grandma's or grandpa's girl?
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[Monts tries to make up for it by being very helpful around the household and taking care of matters that her grandparents can't necessarily take care of themselves due to cultural and language barriers.]
My grandpa looks tough, but he's a gentle old soul. I think he went through the most trouble trying to get through to me when I was younger.
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[ Bishop's features soften as memories start to come forth. Warm but there was pain in every slide and smile in his head. ]
So is you're grandpa the type to chase aways guys who try to court you? I bet he is, isn't he? Then grandma would have to come out and scold him, take him away even - maybe by force, right? I'm right.
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[They're an odd pair really. Her grandfather had a solemn, but serene air to him while her grandmother had a fiery and stubborn temper that was channeled into housework and her part-time job. Both regarded their granddaughter with a unique kind of love that was shaped differently based on how inhuman she was.]
They know I can take care of myself and I prefer for them to not interfere with my affairs, whatever they may be. Lately, though, I've been helping them out since I was busy as a barista so there's not a lot to lecture me about aside from usual future discussions.
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[ Every scolding he's seen or heard was done by a woman and it was always over something stupid. How he let himself get dragged into it, he'll never understand. ]
Future discussions? [ A beat. ] Ah, like finding a husband or some such thing?
[ Another memory comes up, one that gets him to laugh a bit as it plays in his head for a short time. ]
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Yes, that one you're right about. Outside of them, I don't have anyone else I care about as much in my family.
[Again, she thinks about her father and brother and how little they want to do with her.]
The job I had at the time paid me decently, even for a barista. But to be fair, I was working for a witch so she needs to compensate me well for me to stick around. I guess I'd have to think about another long-term career if I want to take care of my grandparents until their time comes.
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[ A beat. ]
...Did you just say that you were working for a witch? As a barista?
[ Concerns. ]
You didn't make coffee in a cauldron, did you? Wiggling your fingers and saying things like bubble, bubble, toil and triple espresso latte, things like that?
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[She says that with some degree of fondness since it is kind of fun to dispel his assumptions about her life and the people she knows.]
It's a very normal cafe. Well, it can connect to other universes, but we prepare most of the items very normally.
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[ He would have liked to have seen that. Cauldron coffee. Sounds interesting. ]
I don't know if you can say normal and be a dimension linking caffee.
[ A beat. ]
Does that mean it can link to here??
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That was one of the first things I thought about as my way out. But no easy escape for me since I'm still here with everyone.
[And linking the Grind to Jigokucho... Well, it's part of her contract for a reason, but she won't say anything about that.]
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Anything that's difficult is worth doing, right?
[ He says with a weak smile, attention quickly drawn away when he sees the two oni's who called him melting like ice in the hands of the other hostesses. ]
I can see someone is enjoying the ceasefire. Wish I could say the same. [ A beat. ] No offense. I just haven't really been able to cut loose since....shit when was the last time?
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