Fairy Tail RP

Would you like to react to this message? Create an account in a few clicks or log in to continue.

• Patch Notes •                 • New User Guide •                • Guild Information •

    Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo }

    Mairin
    Mairin

    Quality Badge Level 1- Quality Badge Level 2- Character Application Approved!- Magic Application Approved!- Obtain A Lineage!- Join A Faction!- Player 
    Lineage : Time Keeper's Curse
    Position : None
    Posts : 52
    Guild : Rune Knights
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Mentor : Märchen von Friedhof
    Experience : 25

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Tempest Notes
    Second Magic:
    Third Magic:

    Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo } Empty Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo }

    Post by Mairin 7th July 2015, 8:36 am

    Spoiler:
    Job Title: Cosplay Café (Neutral Job)

    Rank: D

    Player Requirements: Up to five people are allowed, preferably females but males are allowed as well. 15 posts minimum, at least 150 words per post.

    Job Requirements: Must choose a suitable cosplay costume for either being a waitress, waiter, or chef. This can range from anything like maids, to bunnies, to butlers, to cat-girls/guys, whichever your character feels most appropriate for them. You are then to serve the customers that come in to the café for the rest of the day. The hours are from 6am to 10pm. If you harm any of the customers however, you are docked five hundred jewels from the reward for each one. And remember, the customer is always right. Even if they are wrong.

    Job Location: Crocus

    Job Description: “Ah, please, help. I have recently opened a lovely little café here in the Capital of Fiore, the lovely city of Crocus. It has fine food, fine drink, and has a prime location to draw in plenty of customers! But alas… all of my staff have taken ill, or gone off on holiday! I plead, I beg of anyone, please come help my café! If I lose even one day of business, I may not be able to pay the bank who owns the building at the end of the month! And then my café would be ruined and would have to close! Uniforms will be provided of course, and you will be well paid for your troubles. Travel expenses included!”

    Enemies:
    Weak: Three teenagers who have hit that “hit on everything” stage in life. Expect plenty of very cheesy pick-up lines.

    Normal: Four school-children about five to ten years old, with no parental supervision. They may change their minds several times before finally getting around to ordering, and watch out, they may try to slip away without paying afterwards.

    Strong: Two cosplay fans who will want to take pictures of anything, everything and everyone in a variety of poses. Depending on your costume, you may be asked to do certain things or hold certain poses.

    Boss:The Ultimate Pervert! He cares not for your personal space, believing that you chose to work here and dress as such because you want the attention he gives you.

    This customer will take any opportunity to “accidentally” brush against you, or touch your backside, or touch you in any way that could be construed as just short of harassment.

    They will ogle, they will make innuendoes, they will drop stuff solely to watch you bend over and pick it up, they may even try to “date” you for the course of their meal, or command you like a master does their servants, taking the roleplaying to the test of your patience.

    However, these usually tend to be the big tippers. So do try to restrain yourselves from lashing out at them hmm?

    Reward: 2000 Jewels + Tip (Tip cannot exceed 100 jewels) plus the cosplay you chose to do this job. The manager has a surprising surplus.


    ~Credits to JaffaArchfiend for the job creation.


    She'd been there for over an hour, with the barrel across the cafe as her chair. It was one of those barrels that made your cushion bottom rugged with pain. But the pain was numbing in terms of the early hours she was sitting through, and even the beauty of the pre-sunrise sky wasn't comforting as it ought to be. That morning had been the eve of the biggest leap a Rune Knight in training like her would take, in a sense that she'd be trading dignity for duty. 


    And as for the meaning of duty, well, perhaps she considered her master's birthday something grander than her shame. 


    Mairin breathed in the slowly warming air through her lungs as she swung her legs over the barrel's edge. Her clear blue eyes were slightly darkened from the lack of sleep ever since she'd sign up for such an offer. She stared tiredly at the cafe, then back at the paper, and back again. Her emotions then were a range of questioning to a great amount of self-respect. Her stare lingered on the teasingly large amount of reward on the bottom of the paper. 2000 Jewels, it said, and is currently saying, reeling her in like a bear to a hunter's trap. 


    "It's enough," she mused, "It's more than enough to buy a new tea cup." 


    The hourglass in her head slipped a 7 AM in her brain as the sun rose higher, reaching past her ankles. It was a good sign, a cheeky good sign as the cafe rung bells with the opening of its doors. A woman with curly blonde hair flipped the welcome sign that sat at the left glass window, and with that, too, surely now, Mairin's enthusiasm was also flipped up immensely. 


    'Welcome!' It said, in big curly letters, almost like a switch that turned on a fancy chandelier. And the blue moth, the one with the sword at her hip, was beckoned even further. 


    "Wow, you're early today Mai!" the blonde woman, who's name was Lilian and nickname was Lee-lee, sauntered over as she threw an apron across Mairin shoulders, the fabric slinging on like silk. "I'm glad you decided to shed your cape, it'll be easier to change now. Don't ya think?" The tiny knight only nodded meekly, scratching her bright red cheeks, "Of course, you did tell me yesterday Lee-lee." 


    Lee-lee gave her trainee a small nudge, "Oh just look at you, all shy and everythin', just like yesterday, aye? Why don't ya head on over and get to it then? Hurry hurry! Customers are comin' in soon before ya know it~!" she ushered Mairin into the cafe with a girlish giggle, pointing over to the staff room that sat squashed between the men's restroom and the counter. "The job's gonna start an hour later, Mai, remember to be nice to our customers. They can be picky, but once ya'll get the job done, I'll pay ya a ton of money." She gave Mairin a sympathetic pat, "No worries, I won't call ya again if ya get any sort of trauma or somethin', haha, so take it easy kiddo."


    It was a relatively small cafe, fancy enough to manifest a cute set of chairs and tables and old-ish brick beams. There were tiny paintings with the luxury of having a great number of anime figurines seating collectively on shelves and glued to the counter. Lee-lee had told Mairin yesterday that they were slowly trying to buy some other commodities like more costumes and so, perhaps even a few posters here and there. "Just hope they get some guards or this place could be flooded in perverts." she sighed, gripping unto Octavia for a bit of encouragement. 


    The smoothness of Octavia's molded handle was comforting, for it dictated a sense of self-worth. "No matter what," she began, closing the staff-door behind her with a tick to the door lock, "I won't give in." 


    She eyed the frilly waitress costume hanging by a metal hanger, positioned neatly beside a wide, rectangular mirror. The dress was blue, short and teasing, pink-ish and lacy, ribbons flooding her back region and perhaps even, just her size. Mairin yanked the dress off its pedestal and held it up against her, the mirror bright and clear. 


    Mairin shut her eyes tight. "Oh God, she wasn't joking when she said she'd make it just for me!" 


    Last edited by Mairin on 16th July 2015, 9:00 pm; edited 1 time in total


    _____________________________________________________________________________________


    Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo } Sig2_zps2hqx3fgh

    Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo } Musicnote The Outgoing Muse Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo } Musicnote The Tempest Notes Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo } Musicnote A Glorious Battle Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo } Musicnote Character Theme Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo } Musicnote
    Mairin
    Mairin

    Quality Badge Level 1- Quality Badge Level 2- Character Application Approved!- Magic Application Approved!- Obtain A Lineage!- Join A Faction!- Player 
    Lineage : Time Keeper's Curse
    Position : None
    Posts : 52
    Guild : Rune Knights
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Mentor : Märchen von Friedhof
    Experience : 25

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Tempest Notes
    Second Magic:
    Third Magic:

    Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo } Empty Re: Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo }

    Post by Mairin 10th July 2015, 10:53 pm

    Dress Code:
    Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo } Miki.Sayaka.full.1493163_zpsty7tcruy



    The last thing she put down was Octavia. It felt excruciating to see her shine so lonesomely in the staff room by the mirror. But alas, it was appropriate. No one would be caught dead with a cutlass attached to a frilly waitress dress. A bear would look better in that dress than a sword would. Mairin fingered her old friend by the handle lovingly, "Sorry girl, I've got to finish this without you. Next time, 'kay? I'll bring you around for some extra dosage of baddie whopping." 

    The ruffle of light blue fabric caught her eye as she stood from the floor, the mirror carving ribbons into her view as her head turned. She slammed a tiny fist into the vacant wall beside her, a dangerous look in her eyes. "I will finish this job." she threw on the ribbon headband on her head, staring intensely at the slab of glass. Her cape had been discarded long ago, but right then, she wouldn't dare discard her pride along with it. She swished her skirt lavishly, admiring the way her new uniform hugged her waist and flared against her long, exposed legs. The white stockings added just a bit of a playful touch that ends with a childish pair of mary janes just because Lee-lee forgot to purchase a pair of heels. Thank the dragons. 

    Mairin tapped the underside of her chin with fingers harshly, displeased with how she dragged it down with a frown. She brought about this kind of Wednesday because she wanted to, and as sacrifice told her, it was a noble cause. Mairin pulled at her headband strings tight, tightly still, when she turned to have her back against the mirror and her front against the door. 

    She wondered if this is what those noblemen felt long ago, when they were to harbor their armors to battle. She imagined that the doorknob was her horse's ropes, and that by a click of her wrist, she'd be sent into an endearing battle of blood, sweat, and tears all mangled up in a grotesque mess. Whether or not the battle before her was going to be a metaphor of that was beyond her, and instead, she exited the staff room with her battle wits held high, her values standing tall. 

    "There ya are Mai-mai, I've got the customers comin' in, so ya better be ready, aye?" Lee-lee mumbled from beside the counter, "Over there at table 5, 'kay? There be two youngsters, your age I'm guessin', and over at table 7, two elementary kids. Got no idea where they be comin' from, but they must be hungry for a batch of cookies easy peesy." Lee-lee tipped the edge of her pirate hat and clicked her pirate heels over to the customer area, "Ya look great, mind you." She mumbled, her chin resting on Mairin's shoulder, "Don't feel like a small fry and act high, kay dear? Good. Off ya go!" 

    Lilian spun her waitress-for-a-day in the direction of the tables, sending her off with a notebook to write orders down, and a fair pirate's giggle. 

    She sauntered over to the two misters who've been eyeing her for over a minute and a half ever since she exited the staff room. "Hello, Welcome to Lee-lee's Cafe, may I take your order?" she asked politely, giving them a charming smile, the best of what she could muster. An auburn haired male slouched into his chair with his arms thrown behind his head, his eyes were narrow and cat-like. "I'd sure love a cup of you, miss, served hot and steamy, haha~" 

    Mairin cringed and nearly dropped her pen, but nevertheless, she kept that plastic greeting smile on as she brought a hand to her cheek. "I'm sorry, sir, but we don't have a cup of you, may I suggest our finest oolong tea instead?"

    "You know what else is long?" his friend suddenly said, his head perched up on one arm, "Your legs. Damn!" the two shared a high-five as they openly teased the knight in broad daylight. Mairin knew that her subconscious wouldn't be enough to control herself, so she settled to repeat her master's long monologues in her head in hopes that it'd drone out her irrational angry thoughts of reserving a jail cell for those two.

    "That was a good one Jeff." the male on the right said, tossing his brown bangs away from his face with a flick of his wrist, giving the conductor girl a charismatic smile that made her want to run away in disgust. 

    'What am I, a pick-up dummy?' 

    "But hey, in terms of length," his fingers slid down to the waist of his trousers, pulling it and letting it slap back into place with a wink, "I've got every inch for you, baby, if you know what I mean~"

    Mairin wanted to scream. But she didn't. So she just nodded, and pretended to somewhat listen to them, "Ah well, see, the chef is quite the hasty one so if you would please-" ' the other man's loud, and obnoxious looking friend clicked his fingers, snapping them professionally and pointing it over to Mairin as he eyed her head-to-toe. "Marcus, ya know what? I'd only want the best meal in the house." he flashed her a toothy grin, "And that'd be you, honey~" 

    'Eww.'

    "Well, yes, I thank you." the shadows underneath her bangs loomed over her eyes as she raised her pen, for the last time, on her order paper, "....But this will be the last time." she gave them a sour, menacing look that you'd mistake for an entirely different person, one that could cover a murdered body in lace and send it over to a postman. "...What. is. your. ORDER?" 

    Her last word echoed, echoed deep into their souls, a portion of her master's wrath lingering within it. Sort-of, she did try her best to impersonate him whenever she can.

    The two visibly yelped in their seats as Mairin's voice resonated through out the cramped space of the cafe, sending small tremors through their spines. "U-um...a muffin and a...um..."  Marcus shakily flipped through the menu and said whatever he could, his fear only growing as Mairin continued to bore scars into his eyesight with her towering gaze. "...S-some earl grey, p-please."

    The pen ticked, and began writing down as she pressed her letters down, having stared up at Jeff as he cowered slightly. "And you?" she asked, making him hide inside the menu, "U-uh...well...honey b-biscuits? With a side of.....the house special? U-um....house special Iced Tea, I m-mean..."

    Her pen clicked under her thumb as her letters began to make deep impressions unto the next paper. When she had wrote the finality on their order, her frown tipped up slightly, curving into a girlish smile. It was the other side of the coin, she thought, a coin they had oh so daringly tried to meddle with.

    Perhaps this is what belittling felt to the former noblemen, something so humiliating that it prompted them to cause bloodshed even to the most insignificant of enemies. 

    "Thank you for ordering! I'll get to that right away~"

    And with that, her enemies were silenced, stitched mouths closed tightly, and never to bother her again. 

    "Y-yes ma'am."


    Last edited by Mairin on 11th July 2015, 6:04 am; edited 10 times in total


    _____________________________________________________________________________________


    Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo } Sig2_zps2hqx3fgh

    Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo } Musicnote The Outgoing Muse Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo } Musicnote The Tempest Notes Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo } Musicnote A Glorious Battle Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo } Musicnote Character Theme Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo } Musicnote
    NPC
    NPC

    Posts : 23414
    Mentor : Admin

    Character Sheet
    First Magic:
    Second Magic:
    Third Magic:

    Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo } Empty Re: Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo }

    Post by NPC 10th July 2015, 10:53 pm

    The member 'Mairin' has done the following action : Dice Rolls

    #1 'Monster Dice' :
    Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo } WeakMonster

    --------------------------------

    #2 'Monster Dice' :
    Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo } WeakMonster

    --------------------------------

    #3 'Monster Dice' :
    Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo } NormalMonster

    --------------------------------

    #4 'Monster Dice' :
    Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo } NormalMonster
    Mairin
    Mairin

    Quality Badge Level 1- Quality Badge Level 2- Character Application Approved!- Magic Application Approved!- Obtain A Lineage!- Join A Faction!- Player 
    Lineage : Time Keeper's Curse
    Position : None
    Posts : 52
    Guild : Rune Knights
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Mentor : Märchen von Friedhof
    Experience : 25

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Tempest Notes
    Second Magic:
    Third Magic:

    Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo } Empty Re: Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo }

    Post by Mairin 11th July 2015, 1:27 am

    She could see Miss Lee-lee over by the counter, her mostly-amused expression slapping her right in the gut. As Mairin puffed her cheeks out in annoyance, Lilian would only sneer and giggle some more, tipping her pirate hat nonchalantly. It's as if Lilian cared not if her little Mai-mai was being harassed by her customers, rather, she was being entertained by having her maid trainee in such a fluster, and having her customers in for a special treat that came all dolled up. It was too good to miss for even a blink's worth of a moment. So Miss Lilian kept a close eye on her Mai-mai, preparing plates and heating the tea as she did so.

    "Ya gettin' the hang of this, kiddo?" she asked as Mairin listlessly ripped the first order paper off her tiny notebook, the sound feeling so rushed that it offered Lilian a part of Mai's frustration as the knight handed it over. "Getting there, Lee-lee." she mumbled, rolling her shoulders a bit. "Right, the kids. Be right back." her pirate employer slapped the knight trainee hard in the back, no longer in the gut. "Aye, get 'em tiger!"

    "Ayiiiiii!" 

    Lilian the Pirate-retiree had never heard such a girly scream, it was simply adorable. It made her laugh. "Well looks like ya gotta cute scream fer a cute girly like you~" Mairin stomped off angrily over to the kids at table 7, her frilly skirt making her look like a dog waving it's tail. "That was your fault!" she snapped back, flipping her notebook strongly over its bind. 

    Now, by the time Mairin had reached the children's table, she had ultimately realized how she wasn't good with kids their age, especially if they were in the cry and whine with a hint of motley dependence stage. Her fingers bundled up together with the notebook safely knit into them, her expression shifting quickly to provide a more-than-acceptable facade. "Good morning dearies," she began, mimicking Lilian's sweet talk that she was sure to ensue a laugh from the pirate, "Welcome to Lee-lee's Cafe, what'll it be for today?"

    The first child was a little girl with a cute set of curly green pigtails sticking from her head thanks to two golden ribbons, she wore a lighter shade of green as a puffy-sleeved dress and had yellow stockings and blue doll shoes with silly yellow pompoms stuck unto the tips. She had a dazed expression that held no interest in anything particular, for her eyes were a dark, soul-eating yellow. "Oh....us? Oh um....I dun' know..." the little girl swung her short legs over the chair she was sitting in, her chin resting on her small arm. "...How about some choco cookies? Mommy loves choco cookies...." she whispered, her lips against her skin that it had been nearly impossible to hear if it weren't for Mairin's good hearing, music training, per se. "Choco cookies then-" 

    But then, the little boy across her had spoken up, he appeared much older and stronger since he slammed his small fists on the table that made all the other customers eye them in shock. His eyes were a strong and bold shade of green, like his personality, Mairin assumed. He wore a golden shirt paired with green shorts, green socks and yellow running shoes. His blond hair was quite long, since it was pulled back against his head in a small ponytail. "No!" he shouted, grinding his teeth, "we're having Daddy's favorite today Ellie!" the little girl started to cower behind the menu as the boy continued to fume, "You promised!" the little boy snatched the menu away from the girl in one swipe, shoving it down the table and staring back at Mairin wide-eyed and serious. "It'll be two truffles! Please!" 

    It was when the boy had turned to face her was when the knight realized they were related, siblings, perhaps, because they had a striking resemblance to each other. Swap the color palette and the two would look like the other. She crossed out the choco cookies and immediately began writing down their orders down hastily. 

    "Elliot please..." his sister said softly, rising from her seat and standing on her shaky legs, "I want to have mommy's favorite today...!" she exclaimed, "Lattes! Frosted Cookies!" Ellie started imitating her brother in the way he started slamming his fists, where she had started beating the table until her palms were red as beets. Elliot was clearly displeased, and relentless as he looked, he began to shout at his sister. "Ellie you stupid prick! It's dad's turn!" he stated, reducing Ellie into a blushing red mess, "Earl grey! With a side of fresh ceasers!" 

    "Apple pie with apple cider!"

    "Blueberry tarts with iced tea!"

    "Selfish Elliot!"

    "Stupid Ellie!"

    The knight stared down at the order paper, and to her horror, she ripped it off. Never again would she try to write things down mindlessly, for she had taken down everything, and she knew that none of the kids would be able to pay everything they had just mentioned. 

    Mairin had tilted her head in Lilian's direction, who seemed to know more about kids, but the counter was busy. A line had formed because no one would sit at the tables, the noise that was generated by the children were somewhat childish and annoying that they all decided to eat out of it. She was now doomed to settle the argument herself. The knight waved her hands around in a signal, "Kids please!" her hands slapped the table's surface brutally, shocking the two, "Stop this fight right now and tell me what you want to order!" 

    Ellie and Elliot stared at her, almost afraid at her outburst, and had their mouths gaping wide. They had looked down at their knees in shame, pushing the menu in unison. "Apple tarts." whispered Ellie, "and cold apple tea, please?" said Elliot, a strange puffy red marking the underside of his eyes. 

    "Good, fine choice." the knight started off on a new page, printing the words and lining them with both their names. 

    It was when the two siblings suddenly started to sniffle, and mumble helplessly, and started to wet the clear ceramic surface of the tables that Mairin began to question the ultimate reason for their indecisiveness. And sensing that it was more than what it first seemed, she crouched down so that her face were as low as they were, her expression a little flustered at the sight of abundant child tears running down their chins. "...Ellie, Elliot," she mumbled, a little hesitantly, unsure of what's to become of the situation, "...Why're you crying?"

    They hadn't said a word, but they continued to cry. Ellie a small, helpless whimpering green spot on the left, and Elliot a loud and pained screaming yellow spot on the right. Mairin was the daring blue thing in the middle, lost and silenced to the sounds of a youthful sorrow.

    She held no knowledge of what to say to comfort a child, but asking why was a good step. It was what the sisters at her orphanage used for the other kids that cried. But she remembered then, how she had never cried in that orphanage, so tears were foreign and alienating to her. In her mind, she faintly registered the image of a child crying, renewing her memories, and putting herself as a child and seeing those tears as her own.

    Perhaps she'd be playing a game of hide and seek with the adults as well, when they'd try to pry out the reason. If the pain was so grieving that neither a pat or a plastic-like hug was enough to become a wall to barrage those tears, then maybe they weren't children that were to be blamed, but rather, they were children that needed something better than words, better than gestures, better than small representations and the likes. 

    Mairin furrowed her brow and spelled out the word 'urgent' on Ellie and Elliot's order, "...I'm going to have Lee-lee come over to give you guys your order." she smiled at them, tapping their chins with her fingers gently, "And if you ever want to tell your big sister Mai-mai, that's me, about what's making you cry like this, just tell me. I'll listen" 

    Ellie was brushing her cheeks with her palms, afraid and shifty. Elliot had his eyes elsewhere, his tears slipping mindlessly still, 'relentless' Mairin thought. But she was sure they had silently agreed to her terms, their tiny hands reaching to her warm hands, clinging unto her wrists desperately. They looked like ity-bity caterpillars housing in on a bright red apple. 

    Mairin withdrew her hand at the thought, gently, as to not hurt the two caterpillars. "I'm going to take care of the other customers, 'kay dearies? Tell Lee-lee if you want to talk to me so she can excuse me."

    In the other's mind, perhaps that was a cruel gesture, leaving the two alone. But Mairin had an idea, a small, lingering idea that caterpillars were left alone at their youth too. 

    Don't caterpillars become butterflies regardless?

    "I know they do." she whispered.


    Last edited by Mairin on 12th July 2015, 1:56 am; edited 5 times in total


    _____________________________________________________________________________________


    Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo } Sig2_zps2hqx3fgh

    Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo } Musicnote The Outgoing Muse Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo } Musicnote The Tempest Notes Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo } Musicnote A Glorious Battle Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo } Musicnote Character Theme Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo } Musicnote
    NPC
    NPC

    Posts : 23414
    Mentor : Admin

    Character Sheet
    First Magic:
    Second Magic:
    Third Magic:

    Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo } Empty Re: Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo }

    Post by NPC 11th July 2015, 1:27 am

    The member 'Mairin' has done the following action : Dice Rolls

    'Monster Dice' :
    Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo } NormalMonster Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo } StrongMonster Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo } NormalMonster
    Mairin
    Mairin

    Quality Badge Level 1- Quality Badge Level 2- Character Application Approved!- Magic Application Approved!- Obtain A Lineage!- Join A Faction!- Player 
    Lineage : Time Keeper's Curse
    Position : None
    Posts : 52
    Guild : Rune Knights
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Mentor : Märchen von Friedhof
    Experience : 25

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Tempest Notes
    Second Magic:
    Third Magic:

    Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo } Empty Re: Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo }

    Post by Mairin 11th July 2015, 9:34 pm




    Won't you


    S I N G
    for me?

    Lilian was the one in a flaring red pirate coat and knee-high running boots, a fluffy yellow feather adorned her head as her hat spewed out her glorious blonde hair in curly bundles. She had a fancy rapier slotted into a silver scabbard at her waist, only accented more by her finger-less black gloves and the seven rings she wore on her long slender digits.

    She was a pirate, a lady who loved the seas once before and decided to forget. This much was what Mairin knew, elsewhere were things she didn't wish to dwell on. Whether that sword had touched the hearts of men in the most gruesome way, staining it with not just tears but also pain did not matter to her as Lilian's employee.

    She would still be grateful to the former Sea Lord for offering her a chance, a smidgen of hope for such a small amount of time.

    That's why she couldn't help but smile as she saw Lee-lee slumped back into the counter, her face flat against the table behind the cookie display that was close to empty. Mairin shook her boss' shoulder lightly,  "Lee-lee," she spoke, but had nothing in return.

    She poked her several times over, "Lee-leeeeeee..." she whispered, still returning fruitless as Lilian stayed in her place, motionless and voiceless.

    A bulb decided to crack in Mairin's head as she stared at Lilian's defenseless state; the kind of idea you'd get that you thought was so brilliant that you wouldn't dare comprehend the sheer consequence of it. The light bulb cracked even further when Mairin raised her arm, her wrist high and proud, full of energy even as it descended unto Lilian's back in a revenge-fueled slap.

    The bulb cracked and shattered completely when Lilian woke up in a fright. Her cheeks were as red as her hat when she realized she left herself wide open. With her rapier swept out in one effortless grasp, Lilian instinctively jumped into an offensive stance, missing Mairin's chest by a single breath's measure. Mairin giggled at her triumphant dodge.

    "You're good with the sword, miss Lilian." Mairin said, tilting her head from the side with a smile, "That I be." Lilian replied, pointing her rapier proudly as she stared into the conductor's eyes, "And ya'r quite good at spinning, aren't ya lass?" she mumbled, clicking her old, hidden pirate tongue.

    Mairin gave her employer a careless shrug, sticking Ellie and Elliot's order on Lilian's rapier, letting the blade push through it like a pin to a cork board. Mairin laughed as she watched Lee-lee blink in confusion, lowering her rapier.

    "Order for ya captain." she mused, imitating Lilian's proud pirate speech, "It's urgent, so please attend to it quickly, and if you don't mind, go talk to the little kiddies." Mairin gave her captain a dismissive wave, "Off to take more orders!"

    Lilian ripped the paper off her rapier with a crooked smile, "That girl."

    - - - -

    It was the odd man who sat at the far corner who was next. He appeared distracted as he fingered his camera to and fro with a yellow cloth. He traced its black exterior as delicately as he could, settling it on the table after it too was garnered a diligent clean from the man's special yellow cleaning cloth.

    Mairin felt an intimidating aura from him even if he had his back turned against her, his glasses affixed unto polishing his precious camera. She carefully straightened her ribbon headband and dusted the creases in her frilled apron. With the final adjustment being her detached cuff links, a nuisance she wished she'd just tear off, Mairin approached their odd customer with silent steps.

    "G....Good morning, sir." she started, opening her notebook as gently as her small hands could do. "Welcome to Lee-lee's cafe," she gulped under his judgmental stare, "What would you like to order?"

    That was when the man's eyes sparkled, a beautiful blue sparkling that she'd mistake for her own. He stood from his seat and clasped her hands in his slightly calloused ones. His tousled golden hair flowed down his face, and although he looked like he had just woken up, his charisma was present regardless of his appearance.

    He smiled.

    "You're beautiful, miss."

    She blushed.

    "E-e-eh?!"

    She began to imagine him as her prince, ironically enough, saving the princess from a pirate as she was pegged to serve her for a mercy's worth. And that's when he grabbed his camera and asked her, "That costume looks so professionally designed, like it was made to fit you! Who made it?!"

    Right then and there was the moment she remembered she wasn't a princess, she was a knight; a nestled dream of true love was yet to come before her.

    "It's a work of art! Please please please let me take pictures of it!" he persisted, bowing begging on his knees. The shadows dimmed under her eyes as she stared at his pathetic mumbling, "I don't know..." Mairin felt unsure of the promise of having her pictures taken in that state. As far as she was concerned, he could be one of those sneaky gossip magazine personnel who slipped pictures of girls to harass them with lies of prostitution. "I just don't think my boss would allow me to take a break from my duty," she reasoned out, "I'm sorry."

    But the man looked sincere, his smile disappearing, the glow in his eyes darkening as the clarity of his dream crashed within seconds. "If you're not going to order, then I'll be on my way." a hand slithered to her wrist, "No, I want to order. So please attend to my request, miss."

    It was at that moment when she saw his determination. He looked youthful with those eyes of his, always so vibrant that she could see her reflection in them, pampered and sparkling, upheld and beautified. She felt ashamed to deny him of an opportunity.

    She opened her lips, "....Fine." which made him smile, "Thank you!"

    He fumbled slightly as he reached into the bag across the table, the various contents making odd tinkling sounds until he handed her a piece of paper. "I-I'm Ayse, a member of a club of a publication who wish to bring a light to the art of dressmaking without the use of models....kind of like a fashion magazine, but a more refined one." he paused, sheepishly scratching his cheeks, "And...I personally enjoy costumes like yours, miss...it looks..." he breathed in, and out, and bit his lips nervously, "...It looks good on you, looks like it was made for you, actually..."

    Before she would dream again, she decided to deadpan and give him the truth. "My boss made it for me, I'd take you to her if you'd like." she said, flatly. "Would I! But I'd like to take pictures of you first miss."

    Ayse popped open his camera with an excited smile, "The staff is going to love this!" he sat down and briefly skimmed the menu. "How about the house special milk tea? Oh and some carrot cake! That'd look great in your picture." Mairin laughed a little and rolled her eyes, "It'd look good in your tummy too Ayse, don't forget to eat it!"

    He nodded shamefully, "Um-...r-right, haha." he handed Mairin the cafe's menu, "If you don't mind....could we start taking pictures of you now?"

    Mairin shrugged, brushing her hair with her fingers idly, "Sure."

    - - - -

    It had been around half past lunch when she posed for the final picture, and by then, Mairin felt as if she was reduced to a mannequin who harbored a pretty dress; a poor, bent mannequin who was boring and blue as the entire session. At least one of them was happy.

    Mairin's legs crumbled to the floor as she fell from her last shot, her hands sore from balancing an entire tea set and bending over to expose quite a bit of skin. Ayse seem to spin in sheer happiness as he viewed over the pictures through his camera. "That was perfect!" he told her, his eyes still sparkling that it almost made Mairin want to puke from succumbing to them, "Want to see, miss Rin?"

    She shook her head. Never in a thousand reincarnations would she want to see herself in those humiliating poses, showing all those areas just to accent those parts of the dress, never again. "I think I should go get you your order, right? I'll go get it now."

    Ayse sat down at his table and gave her a reassuring smile, "Okay, I'll be right here then."

    With that, Mairin stood on her shaky legs, her shoes being dragged against the tiles. She carefully tore off his order and approached the counter, where Lilian seemed oblivious to her plans.

    "Ayse would feel happier to have a few pirate shots too." she mumbled under her breath, eyeing her prey, "A lot happier."

    Lilian felt a chill down her spine.


    TAGGED // notes lololol





    sucré @ gs


    Last edited by Mairin on 15th July 2015, 12:05 am; edited 1 time in total


    _____________________________________________________________________________________


    Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo } Sig2_zps2hqx3fgh

    Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo } Musicnote The Outgoing Muse Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo } Musicnote The Tempest Notes Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo } Musicnote A Glorious Battle Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo } Musicnote Character Theme Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo } Musicnote
    NPC
    NPC

    Posts : 23414
    Mentor : Admin

    Character Sheet
    First Magic:
    Second Magic:
    Third Magic:

    Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo } Empty Re: Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo }

    Post by NPC 11th July 2015, 9:34 pm

    The member 'Mairin' has done the following action : Dice Rolls

    'Monster Dice' :
    Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo } WeakMonster
    Mairin
    Mairin

    Quality Badge Level 1- Quality Badge Level 2- Character Application Approved!- Magic Application Approved!- Obtain A Lineage!- Join A Faction!- Player 
    Lineage : Time Keeper's Curse
    Position : None
    Posts : 52
    Guild : Rune Knights
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Mentor : Märchen von Friedhof
    Experience : 25

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Tempest Notes
    Second Magic:
    Third Magic:

    Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo } Empty Re: Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo }

    Post by Mairin 17th July 2015, 10:03 pm


     

    Won't you

     
    S I N G
    for me?


    A little moment after Lilian made the twins sleep in her bedroom upstairs, she was faced with a humiliating circumstance. 

    It was a scam, mutiny of the worst kind. For the captain of the cafe to be reduced into something so belittling as a mannequin, how offensive! Lilian started to fume as the oddly good-looking man continued to coax her into strange positions, where his food laid idly on his table, untouched, cold, and an effort wasted. It was a display, the man named Ayse would tell her, a background to alleviate her beauty as he flashed his camera before her in fascination. That sort of sweet talk made Lilian's bones wiggle in the strangest way that she could no longer stand properly. 

    In her head, whenever she had a minute to think, Lee-lee would pierce a new gun hole into the small of Mairin's back. An artistry of holes would flood that cute figure she held up in that waitress dress; all of them lining up in a neat order to propagate a sense of joy from the pirate, an unrelenting and sadistic form of joy. 

    But when Lilian blinked, she sees her Mairin over at the table with a few kids again; a second time she'd blink and she was sure Mairin was scowling.

    Perhaps she needn't imagine after all. 

    - - - - 
    When Mairin changed tables, she were to serve two more children. They didn't look as childish and aptly dressed as Ellie and Elliot, but rather, they upheld themselves as elementary school kids with the way they sat, with the way their uniforms creased in all the neat places and how their expressions where nearly judgmental at everything they looked at. 

    Questioning this, questioning that. It's all they've ever done for the the entire duration of Mairin's patience. She had been their object of curiosity and they did it so much that it irked her; why her dress was so girly, why her hair was so short or why she was blue and some other outlandish questions that she was sure was plainly a play of the children's devilish side, just to annoy her and humiliate her in the most innocent way. 

    She scowled deeply, biting the inside of her cheek as the children, Eve and Adam as they've mentioned, played around with the orders with no specific direction, much like Ellie and Elliot. This time around, it was all fun and games. 

    If she paid attention to their needless bickering, she'd notice how the two would giggle and smile even more whenever she fingered her notebook's bind in frustration. 

    Her master once told her to never let things take advantage of you, letting yourself become the victim to feed their thirst. Instead, it was better to turn the tables, and let them suffer to your bid.

    So she did as reminded. 

    "Look children, Acnologia!" 

    And when they turned their heads, she slipped into the staff room as fast as her little feet could carry her. Mairin's hand latched unto Octavia's handle like a leech-y parasite to its host. The conductor was happy to be reunited with her baton, and it was too, likewise. She dared to look up and give into a small prayer. 

    "I'm sorry for what I'm about to do, please forgive me."

    When she arrived at the table again, Adam and Eve were red as apples. They started screaming at her, for leaving her, for lying, and all those nasty things. 

    She shoved Octavia's tip in their faces.

    "Not a peep from you two, or I'll slit your throats and sell you to a meat vendor."

    Adam and Eve squeaked and shivered, gulped their voices down their small throats and sat back down, the other customers unaware of the other waitress pointing a sword at two children. In Mairin's head, however, they weren't children at all, they were demons in human skin. 

    "Was that all you'd order?" she smiled, Octavia softly grazing the bones of her waist with its handle. "Y-yes...." Eve shuddered, looking like a girl even more with her downcast eyes and red cheeks. 

    "Uh-h-huh..." Adam whispered, looking like he was going to pee as he kept his hands down on his knees. 

    "Make sure to pay, 'kay dearies?" She whispered, looking down at them. "...If not, well, you get the gist."

    The two children held their tears in and nodded. "Please don't tell our parents, please..." Eve mumbled, bundling the spare change she stole from her mother's wallet. It turns out that Eve and Adam filled their pockets with their parent's money and have escaped school to their own leisure. Their small, childish crime, regardless if they had known its weight was soon known of by the knight when she pointed her cutlass at them. They confessed in tears, and Mairin was forever grateful, yet unforgiving in terms of reprimands.

    "I will if you come here without them again. If I also find out that you never said sorry for this, I'll send you to the gallows where all the bad children are supposed to be."

    A jolt was sent through the sinful siblings' nerves; even when she personally delivered their orders due to Lilian being busy with Ayse, they continued to cower in fear whenever they heard Octavia's metal clanging against it's fancy blue scabbard. Was it wrong to traumatize a pair of children, she wondered, when the cause was to bring their wrong doings to justice?

    She hardly cared for their age; her duty as a Rune Knight proclaimed a bold commitment to justice and everything it stood for, regardless of whoever the law-breaker was, whatever the reason, or whatever the cause, crime was crime, and it begets an equal reaction from the forces. 

    And the Knights were there to act upon the forces' wishes. She smiled knowingly at the thought, shuffling over to a newly occupied table with a solitary man in a well-tailored academic uniform. 

    When their eyes met, she new he'd be trouble. Even when his lips moved, those words were like toxic to her.

    "Well hey there, beautiful, are you going to be my date today?"

    Talk about desperate.

    "Hell no."

    TAGGED // lololol // #00ccff // #00ff00

     
     

     
    sucré @ gs


    _____________________________________________________________________________________


    Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo } Sig2_zps2hqx3fgh

    Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo } Musicnote The Outgoing Muse Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo } Musicnote The Tempest Notes Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo } Musicnote A Glorious Battle Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo } Musicnote Character Theme Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo } Musicnote
    Mairin
    Mairin

    Quality Badge Level 1- Quality Badge Level 2- Character Application Approved!- Magic Application Approved!- Obtain A Lineage!- Join A Faction!- Player 
    Lineage : Time Keeper's Curse
    Position : None
    Posts : 52
    Guild : Rune Knights
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Mentor : Märchen von Friedhof
    Experience : 25

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Tempest Notes
    Second Magic:
    Third Magic:

    Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo } Empty Re: Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo }

    Post by Mairin 18th July 2015, 7:48 am


    the tempest sings

    keeps on singing until everything’s washed out



    When she denied him of his request, the teenager quickly fell into despair. She told him to suck it up, and act like a man. He eventually looked like he could hit on numerous other girls then, so he gave her a small tip of 50 jewels. His money was good money, so she let him off. Still, she flashed him a happy smile whilst flashing Octavia from her rear end, she could see him cringe as he bolted away.

    Then there was another camera-fancy person, who had been a woman this time. She constantly spoke of costumes and cute girls and anime and whatnot, mangas of the best kind that came from Edolas or wherever that was. It annoyed her to be placed in a position where she had to look like a character from a form of entertainment, saying cute things and winking every second, it was draining. But it was good enough that she had experience with Ayse that made her manage a stitched mouth as she moved and positioned her body into different angles and positions just to please the young, enthusiastic photographer. She barely ordered anything but sparkling water, and a glazed bread ring. 

    By the time she had reached a well-dressed gentleman who sat by himself by the window, she was already mentally and physically tired. She wanted to go home. 

    “You look lovely today, miss.” The suit clad man cooed, his elbow propping up his head by the chin, “Are you perhaps here for my entertainment?”

    She furrowed her brow in question, “What do you think I am?” she clicked, sounding as frustrated and irritated as she could. The conductor was annoyed of these kinds of men already.

    The young gentleman raised his eyebrow, his voice dominating hers in defiance of her denial, “I’m sorry, what?” The man held an oddly nostalgic charisma in his voice that would make your nerves tick, make your bones straight and persuade you to do as he bids. It sounded like Marchen; so much so that the shivers that ran down her back was akin to the ones she harbored at home. 

    “U-um, I meant….yes, sir, I….a-am.”

    And like ships railing into a port, Mairin drew closer to the man’s table, a rose fluttering under her nose as she did so. She didn’t know whether to take it, or be afraid. The man snickered handsomely under his lush, pushed back purple hair. “Don’t worry, fair maiden, it won’t bite, ‘tis merely a harmless rose.” He allowed the rose’s thornless stem to slip into the soft space between her fingers, “Let it represent my ever endearing gratitude that you’ve decided to join me this evening.” 

    Mairin twirled the rose in her hand idly, unable to grasp the true nature of his words. “Sit.” He commanded; a youthful flowing sound that would’ve made every girl other than the stalwart Rin to coo in appreciation. “Fine, but only for a moment, hm’kay? I’ve got-“before she finished voicing all her words, a hand had crawled unto her arm, its grip was strong and…painful. Her wrist felt like it was being bent into the worst forms, her bones felt like they were being carved by hammers from the pain, and she could closely feel the pores in her skin suffocating from the pressure the young man applied to it. 

    She almost screamed; until he pulled her down to face her with incredible strength. “Sit. Don’t make me bend your arms to tie you to the chair, miss.” 

    The knight carefully slid down to fit herself into the small wooden chair beside his, her arm a warning sign, red like a dragon’s fire -foreboding, burning, deadly. Under the table, she made sure Octavia stayed hidden from his view at the far end of her waist, hidden by the long tablecloth. Although fear had started to consume her knowingly, she didn’t like the prospect of being harassed by a young man no older than her. 

    The more she looked at him, the younger did he look, almost five years older than her. His fair, chiseled face was framed by pushed back lavender-like hair, the gel smelling like plastic as he bent over, moving his face closer to her, his clear gray eyes stabbing metallic blades into her blue oceanic ones. She shivered ever so lightly, which ensued a pleased giggle from him. 

    “You’re quite cute, miss. I love your costume, it suits you, you look like those figmas there, innocent and…” His hand crawled unto the table, feeling the table cloth until he reached under it, his hand grasping and feeling up the knight’s upper left leg, “…absolutely sexy.” 

    And a little bit more, stroking her-…

    She visibly screeched and pointed Octavia at him as she stood from her seat. Her beloved cutlass lit up with a bright blue hue as its conductor summoned a set of notes that sorted out in a straight, diagonal line, the notes bubbling up and playing a choral of violins, ringing high and ringing loud. The music flooded the café in a haunting crescendo, and almost immediately did a gush of strong water push back the young man from his seat, gluing him to the wall behind him. Chairs flew, and so did a few tables and almost everyone fled from the rondo of magic that flood their cakes and beverages. They took their stuff, and made sure nothing was left. 

    When the notes died out, and when the water had stopped tunneling the man with a torrent of merciless water, he fell to the ground in a lifeless plop, his body shaking, his breathing ragged as his head spun in both fear and magical drawback. 
    Lilian was not pleased. 

    “Ya weren’t supposed to hurt him lass!” she said, grabbing Mairin’s shoulder. But as she spun her waitress around, her eyes widened. Mairin’s eyes were round and open, but not the usual, for they gave an image of something broken, like a toy that was toyed with too much, a doll with its fragile material slowly ebbing away due to mishandling, a person pushed to breaking point.

    Lilian frowned, and lifted the pirate eye patch that covered her left eye. She threw her arms around Mairin to calm her down. She knew what it was, from the moment she looked the girl in the eye, she already knew what she came down to. ‘Trauma.’ Lilian thought, ‘A woman’s trauma, clear as day, she looks like me when I went through it too.’ 

    She beckoned Mairin back to the staff room, “Mai deary, go get dressed, your shift’s over, you can go.  Let me talk to you before you go, okay?” Lilian gently shut the door as she led her employee in, shooing out the remaining customers afterwards. 

    When Mairin leaned into the soft silence of the staff room, she stood there contemplating and visibly lost in her thoughts, feeling a little disgusted with the world.  She eventually grasped and tore the dress by the material, uncaring of the stitching and just letting fabric tear, strip by strip, ribbon by ribbon. The sound of the clothes tearing brought an indescribable joy and protection. It was pleasing to hear, and right then Mairin decided it was the best sound she’s heard that day, even better than an orchestra. 

    Tiny tears slipped down her cheeks as she threw the ribbon headband to the ground, seeing herself clad in nothing but her underwear against the mirror. And with one angry swipe, Octavia’s handle met the glass, shards of its remains flying everywhere. They scattered around her, and filtered the light as it sparkled down from the ceiling. As she looked down, all she could see was a broken image of her body sprinkled with light blood.

    "I'll....get over this." she muttered under her breath, smiling then. “Never again….” she mumbled, feeling less broken then.  “I’m….erasing this memory from my mind…and with it…” she grabbed a piece of the mirror, careful as to  not slice a finger. “And with it….do I shatter the soiled body, and be reborn anew.” 

    Her clothes clung to her, showing affection, warmth, something familiar as she finally attached Octavia to where it was supposed to be, at her belt, attached to its scabbard. Right then and there, she planned to forget whatever happened that day and move on. It was human nature to forget, so all she had to, as she believed, was summon it. 

    She believed she was strong, a knight knows no shame in the face of duty. And her duties weren’t over yet. She clicked the staff room door open, “I still have a pervert to arrest.”

    The mirror frame hung lifelessly behind her, eventually falling to the floor too, as she slammed the door with an unrelenting force.
     

    1464 WORDS@maid-chanI love this temp
    deltra of gangnam style


    _____________________________________________________________________________________


    Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo } Sig2_zps2hqx3fgh

    Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo } Musicnote The Outgoing Muse Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo } Musicnote The Tempest Notes Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo } Musicnote A Glorious Battle Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo } Musicnote Character Theme Time to Suit Up and Serve, Trainee { Mairin/Solo } Musicnote

      Current date/time is 13th May 2021, 8:34 am