10/15 - get a job you losers

[kokuyoyo]

Who: Chikusa and anyone who responds to his post
What: Chikusa needs free labor. And this is for a good cause. Mingle log!
When: October 15th
Where: The Hsieh Center, a shopping and art center in Centrium, and, more specifically, the makings of the Lazarus Bell Cafe

Really, the Hsieh Center is a beautiful work of art made into a building. While the outside is as colorful and plant-filled as just abut anything in Eddan (especially the art hub that is Centrium), it's inside that truly signs. Unlike some other buildings with simple floors, the center has a hollow center where you can go to the top floor, look down over the railing, and see the bottom. While everywhere in Eddan is obsessed with vegetation, it really shows here.

So why come to this place?

Well... Chikusa has an idea.

He's already worked with the school for the necessary approval and how funding would work, but the Lazarus Bell Cafe in its current state isn't fit for business just yet. Oh, it's clean, but there's nothing in it, yet. At least, besides machinery that had been left behind because it would have been to much of a pain to take it out of the walls. While some furniture and paltns to start with are being brought up, well...

Yeah. Chikusa doesn't want to do all this work himself.

Anyone who follows the signs that have been set up from the ground floor up that direct any "Green Valley volunteers" signs (small sheep drawn at the very bottom corner of them) will find themselves up at the cafe... and immediately being put to work. There's a lot to set up and make sure on cleanliness, from the bottom floors and some of the plants besides the main trees to the higher up levels including the staff area.

No wonder Chikusa didn't want to deal with this himself.

Comments

[kokuyoyo]

....People drink hot chocolate, too, right?

[He could turn around properly for this conversation, but instead his head lolls against his shoulders.]

[mirrors_wish]

That could work too. And it would be a lot less expensive to make, compared to coffee.

[transient_specter]

It will, but you need to give people other than me context.

[kokuyoyo]

Mmm.... It was just a message online...

[Something that he views to be pretty small in comparison to a lot of other things. Shifting his head, he moves it just enough to take his glasses off so that they aren't digging into his face. In a body that can feel pain, it's pretty annoying.]

And the alternative was doing it all myself.

[kokuyoyo]

...Then I'll just get them one of those electric water boilers instead.

[Reaching up, he adjusts his glasses. CASE SOLVED. With that done, Chikusa moves on.]

So you said mismatched furniture, right...?

[kokuyoyo]

[Chikusa's lips turn up slightly.]

...The other people are weird.

[transient_specter]

They are. But we have to work with them.

[mirrors_wish]

[She nods.]

Back...before, we used to have mismatched china. People seemed to like it, and said it felt more like a home. Our furniture all matched, if only because it was a small cafe, but if the furniture here was also mismatched, it might make it seem more comfortable.

[lovelledup]

[That's not wrong, but...]

We're here, though, so like I said. [Go home, he means.] If you're working on stuff while you're that tired, you'll just make mistakes, anyway.

[kokuyoyo]

I guess... [Slowly, he gets up to his feet. The longer he's been properly remembering himself, the worse his slouch has been getting.] Do you... know how to talk to people like that?

[kokuyoyo]

Huh.

[Chikusa can't say that's a familiar feeling to him. Occasionally, when they'd been roaming throughout Italy, him and Ken and Mukuro had certainly broken into their fair share of apartments to stay for a night or perhaps two... But he's not sure if they'd ever really absorbed any feelings of "home".]

[And then they had gone to Japan, and, well, abandoned entertainment building in the middle of nowhere.]

....Could.... you point some things out to me that would be good.... at some point.

[Chikusa usually speaks slowly and quietly, but this is a bit more haltering than usual.]

[mirrors_wish]

[Yui notices the way he hesitates, but she won't ask. She knows better than that--whatever it is seems painful, and if he wants to talk about it, he will.]

Of course.

[kokuyoyo]

You're starting to sound like a mother hen...

[transient_specter]

... Sort of. It may not work on most people... but I'm usually pretty firm and direct with them, even while I try to be a little bit polite. I don't know. I'm... not exactly experienced with talking to people I don't know unless it's to gather information.

[secretmakesawoman]

You could say that.

[She smiles, and although her grin still shows "Christina's" good nature there's also a hint of cheekiness.]

Which is more than I can say about you. Weren't you the one who called us here?

[secretmakesawoman]

Ahh. Some students are starting up a cafe. If it goes well, it'll be run as another extracurricular activity.

[She beams, with a slightly mischievous edge.]

Wonderful! There's plenty of furniture that needs moving, but if you'd rather start here, the room could use some dusting.

[kokuyoyo]

Oh. Good. [That went easier than expected.] Do you have a free day anytime soon...?

[kokuyoyo]

....So we both suck at this.

[That's what he's learning here.]

[transient_specter]

... You're not wrong.

[kokuyoyo]

[Slowly, fingers twitching from an old habit he'd rather break, Chikusa pushes himself up.]

With how few are around now.... It's not like I was expecting much.

[mirrors_wish]

I can probably do Sunday. It's the one day nobody in my family has something.

[kokuyoyo]

[They are so screwed]

...Did you have someone who would talk to people instead of you...?

[transient_specter]

Well I had to talk to people instead of Alain, but usually Takeru handled gathering information. Akari and Onari and Shibuya and Narita helped sometimes, too.

A

[singlefaith]

Unluckily for him, Ran is on the hunt. She's "volunteered" for the kitchen, which in true Ran form, in spite of being thrust into it, she's taking on with full-on responsibility. There's a price for this, though: When Ran has taken something on with headlong responsibility, she expects everyone else to be making good on their promises too.

It takes only a flick of a glance through the room for Ran to catch sight of him. Eyes narrowing, she flings the door open so that it crashes into the wall, stomping into the room with spatula brandished. "CHIKUSA-SAN."

Good thing he doesn't do this in the flower shop. (OR DOES HE?) He'd have both Ran and her mother nailing him to a wall.

[secretmakesawoman]

[Well, that's interesting information.]

Whatever happened the rest?