[Closed] Visiting the Muffin Man, er, Girl
Who: Meguro Gau, Dawn Summers
When: Monday afternoon!
Where: Elric & Summers Muffin Alchemy, Inc.
Format: Action
What: Gau wanders into the muffin shop one afternoon, and hopefully will come out of the experience with tasty treats and/or gainful employment.
Warnings: None that I can think of! Likely dorkiness.
[Wandering around the strange city makes Gau a little nervous, on his own. It's nothing like his last world, and very little like his own world, for that matter Except that perhaps it is like his own world, because ultimately the people themselves are the same.
There might not be ninja here, but there are the same sort of citizens, criminals, and everything in between.
Oddly, his strange mish-mash of clothing styles makes him feel almost more at home though, the sweater vest and dress shirt from his own world, the hakama from Kannagara, the sword belt hung with charms and katana. He's not completely out of place, anyway, considering so many of those here are from different worlds.
He is, however, almost broke and in need of sustenance. The small bit of money that he does have was given to him by a local after he did them a small favor, and it's just enough to walk about town with, not enough to keep around for any amount of time. And when he smells what could only be fresh-baked muffins coming from a shop near the school, well...
He doesn't even hesitate before turning to head in, a bright smile coming to his lips, his eyes keenly aware as he enters the building.]
Excuse me?
When: Monday afternoon!
Where: Elric & Summers Muffin Alchemy, Inc.
Format: Action
What: Gau wanders into the muffin shop one afternoon, and hopefully will come out of the experience with tasty treats and/or gainful employment.
Warnings: None that I can think of! Likely dorkiness.
[Wandering around the strange city makes Gau a little nervous, on his own. It's nothing like his last world, and very little like his own world, for that matter Except that perhaps it is like his own world, because ultimately the people themselves are the same.
There might not be ninja here, but there are the same sort of citizens, criminals, and everything in between.
Oddly, his strange mish-mash of clothing styles makes him feel almost more at home though, the sweater vest and dress shirt from his own world, the hakama from Kannagara, the sword belt hung with charms and katana. He's not completely out of place, anyway, considering so many of those here are from different worlds.
He is, however, almost broke and in need of sustenance. The small bit of money that he does have was given to him by a local after he did them a small favor, and it's just enough to walk about town with, not enough to keep around for any amount of time. And when he smells what could only be fresh-baked muffins coming from a shop near the school, well...
He doesn't even hesitate before turning to head in, a bright smile coming to his lips, his eyes keenly aware as he enters the building.]
Excuse me?