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]

I guess....

[He'll have to flick through things like that... Chikusa isn't sure he knows what 'homey' really looks like.]

I see... I guess I'll have to find another one for those troublesome people...

[mirrors_wish]

It should be fine, either way. This is supposed to be a student business.

[As for the coffee machine, she bites her lip, thinking.]

You might have to ask around. I think...John's family has a cafe? He might know better. Or anyone who drinks coffee.

[kokuyoyo]

Hopefully that will be a good enough excuse.

[He leans back from his computer, sighing.]

I wonder if we could just... make them deal with tea instead. That's easier...

[mirrors_wish]

[She shrugs.]

It would be something unique. And it might excuse us having less people around, if people who like coffee can't get it.

[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.

[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...?

[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.

[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]

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

[mirrors_wish]

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

[kokuyoyo]

Then.... We can meet here again and look at things.

Unless you have somewhere better in mind. [Chikusa isn't that picky, as long as it's not too out of the way.]

[mirrors_wish]

No, that's fine. It'll work perfectly.

[kokuyoyo]

Alright, then it's decided.

[And, quite frankly, thank god that he has some idea of guidance. He starts to turn back to his computer screen, only to pause.]

Thank... or something...

[Someone got a talking to earlier.]

[mirrors_wish]

...I'm sorry?

[That isn't quite the response Yui expected. "Or something." That is definitely new.]

[kokuyoyo]

[Well, that's enough to make him look back, blinking.]

....What?

[Is that not how it goes-]

[mirrors_wish]

No, it's just...

[That is not really how an apology goes, but he just looks so confused, like he doesn't actually know better.]

Never mind. I'd be happy to help.

[kokuyoyo]

....Okay.

[A long moment of awkward silence seems to pass as he doesn't stop looking to her, but, eventually, he goes back to his work on the computer with the same uncomfortable hunch of his shoulders as usual.]