[OPEN] The beginning of tommorow... here in your world.
Who: Kisshu and OPEN!
What: Kisshu doesn't only talk about food. He also eats it. Care to take a seat next to the weird alien and watch those sharp canines for a while?
When: November 5th, evening
Where: Salkia Café
Warnings: Kisshuly Kisshuness of Doom. Rest depends on who shows up.
Eating in a café. It reminded Kisshu of Café Mew Mew. He wondered why he hadn't done it before. Probably because Ichigo wasn't going to be waitress anyway.
Until know he mostly had been using delivery services (after going to the trouble of finding out how they worked) so this was new.
Kisshu had gotten used to doing human things by now, it didn't bother him half as much as it used to. Especially not since this was about food.
Hungrily he started shoving the content of his plate in his mouth. Quiche Lorraine. Ironically.
But why not try it out?
It really didn't taste bad at all. This was one of the things humans were good at. Cookin. Kisshu loved it.
The taste almost let him forget Inuyasha's appearance. Almost. But not fully. This was starting to feel like the Blue Knight all over again somehow.
What: Kisshu doesn't only talk about food. He also eats it. Care to take a seat next to the weird alien and watch those sharp canines for a while?
When: November 5th, evening
Where: Salkia Café
Warnings: Kisshuly Kisshuness of Doom. Rest depends on who shows up.
Eating in a café. It reminded Kisshu of Café Mew Mew. He wondered why he hadn't done it before. Probably because Ichigo wasn't going to be waitress anyway.
Until know he mostly had been using delivery services (after going to the trouble of finding out how they worked) so this was new.
Kisshu had gotten used to doing human things by now, it didn't bother him half as much as it used to. Especially not since this was about food.
Hungrily he started shoving the content of his plate in his mouth. Quiche Lorraine. Ironically.
But why not try it out?
It really didn't taste bad at all. This was one of the things humans were good at. Cookin. Kisshu loved it.
The taste almost let him forget Inuyasha's appearance. Almost. But not fully. This was starting to feel like the Blue Knight all over again somehow.