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[eyeforaneye]

(video: @s.uchiha)

[ The video opens to a view of a simple sign in the quarantine’s common language, a dark green background causing the white lettering of “The Coffee Shop” to really pop alongside a graphic of what appears to be some kind of mermaid or siren. Why does this feel like copyright infringement. ]

It’s my understanding that there aren’t many places like this here. [ So comes the voice from behind the camera, view panning to the right and left to showcase the street he’s on and make it clear just where this particular shop is. Only then does he move forward, the small store’s bell jangling as he steps into what can only be described as an immaculate café, the specials written neatly on a chalkboard in Japanese characters on the counter, booths and tables lining the walls, and plants placed stalwartly in the windows like leafy guardians. ]

So it should receive more business. Now that you’re aware, consider spending your extra money here. [ As he finally turns that camera around, revealing a dour young dark-haired man in all his glory. ]

If you need more information, I suppose it can’t be helped. I’ll address concerns.

(action)

[ Feel free to stop in! Expect a quiet one-armed man behind the counter cleaning an already spotless work station in his down time. ]

Comments

[leatherdaddy]

[ Victory is one of those things that grows too stale the moment you realize it was misplaced. This is definitely one of those times. Be breaks through that ninja's guard and his smile fades in stages, dropping from him as he recognizes every step of tragedy, feels the vibrations of that cast-aside chokuto thrumming where it rests into unfeeling earth or crumbling concrete. Only to have them coated and wetted by liquid red shortly after.

What happened should be the chiefest of question he asks. He finds few answers in such a short notice. ]

Sh- [ He can feel it, that slide of a honed blade powering through flesh that slides too easily through it, skin and muscle and blood and bone because it's not protected, not guarded, he didn't pull back-- ]

Shit, shit!!

[ Panic dumps adrenaline into his bloodstream, heightening every sensation, ever breath, every decision feels life threatening - this is a boon, makes him live every moment like it might be someone's last, makes him appreciate all his choices, all misadventures. But this one came completely out of left field - Gladio can't help but wheel in place, mentally pirouettes with a deep gasp and guttural demand for answers. ]

Sasuke! [ A demand that requires more attention than he's willing to dedicate to the summoning of his weapons and shields. They vanish as he drops down to a knee, hands outstretched and wondering how to stop it up. This mistake. ]

Hang on -- [ Gladio does not have many of these, but in his open hand bursts into being a vial that glows with a pure, warm light. Surely he has a cure for him before Sasuke bleeds out, right? Right? ]

[anthropophagite]

How can you say he's bad at it when you just started yourself.

maybe you do have a gift for making coffee. [ SEE. Kaneki is praising you, sorta. He smiles anyway, because even if Sasaku isn't particularly friendly, Kaneki is ]

[liquidate]

...

(th-that's one? holy shit. okay, maybe this was a mistake. but he can't let sasuke know that, he'll get all quietly "i told you so" on him and that's no good. time to play it off. he can eat all of that without a stomach ache... probably...)

Hahaha... Is that all? They could've made the portions larger...

(hahahakillme)

[eyeforaneye]

It's hardly trouble for me. [ This right here is an understatement. ]

I prefer not to allow people to get away with things. That's just in my nature.

[adiuvio]

I'd believe it.

[ Sasuke might be the most dedicated barista John's ever met. The boy's commitment doesn't go unnoticed. He'd have done well in John's profession. ]

Thanks for the help.