Seasons Greetings [Corza/Ginge] [INVITE] Jul 4, 2017 8:17:54 GMT
Post by Capper Hofferson on Jul 4, 2017 8:17:54 GMT
| SEASONS GREETINGS |
CAPPER'S PL: 20
|GAIN BONUSES: T4 SHOP |||MULTIPLIERS: UNKNOWN|
Capper had been tasked by his family to hold down the bar while they went out to make sure Alaistair was in check, since the Queen wasn't back from Shikk yet. The technician reluctantly obliged, knowing how... rough the cafe could get. Sure, things were nice on the Family Friendly Fridays, though other times Capper usually had to drag drunken saiyans out and to their homes. But when the tidy and tiny Capper was in charge, the bar truly was a sight to behold.
At the glass-fronted counter was an array of cheesecakes and pastries, all with English sounding names, and other obligatory, eye-appealing sweets made by the little saiyan inside. Sure, there was still alcohol to be had in the warmly lit restaurant, but only on these rare days did saiyans ever get a taste of Capper's cooking. Glowing flowers from the depths of Vegeta's wilderness were placed on each table, with cloths and proper silverware. The interior of the bar was warm and cheery, with bright lights and colourful walls- as per usual. The customers returned to their conversations as the door swung closed behind every new entrant and the heated waft of air from the outside world was forgotten.
"Thanks for coming- have a nice day!" Capper would chime with a wave as a burly saiyan headed out the door. Yet, his cheery smile faded to a judgemental glare when the man left his sight. Turning to his little robot buddy, Alpha, Capper would fold his arms and put his head atop them. "Ughh... Can you believe that guy, Alph?" Capper threw his arms up in frustration. "He didn't even wipe his mouth when there was beer all over it! Who does that?!" He vented with a sigh, eyeing the previously mentioned saiyan's messy leftovers and silverware. Sighing, the boy picked up the knives, forks, and plates to wash them in the bronze sink behind him.
Capper checked his watch, adjusting his tiny tie as well. Now in charge of the bar, the saiyan wore a little suit, much like the one his father usually donned. Rollerblades helped him get around to each customer faster without using as much energy. It was getting pretty late, and Grandpa Courgi told him that Corza would be coming as well... Capper shuddered in fear, recalling their previous encounter.
Alpha, on the other hand, frolicked about the bar, beeping without a care in the world. The little robot's curiosity constantly shifted between just about everything. What was that guy eating? Was that some cake on the floor? Hosew was Capper doing? When would Corza be here? The half-foot tall Plexbit drone sat atop the chime near the door now, staring out the window to look for any potential customers, or his creator's cousin...
OOC NOTES: So it begins
C A P P E R H O F F E R S O N20 PLKI POINTS: 3/3STATE: Base FormTECHS USED:- None