Can I Take Your Order, Sir?

[Sherli]

Warning: this thread has my character which is intersexual (other word for hermaphrodite...a he/she, idiot.) *shakes head*. Just kidding! I love you! Have a problem with that possibly, then stay clear from this. This also may contain a bit of language. Chya.[/color]

Li sighed, leaning across the bar counter as he took his five minute break. He was wondering again why he was even working here. Brows furrowed, an expression seen a lot now-a-days as he grew more uncomfortable with life. The black and white waiter uniform made him feel stiff, too boring. Not that he wanted to be flashy; that would bring him attention- attention he no longer wanted.

However, that didn't stop the bartender from poking him gently on the forehead in amusement. "You keep doing that, you'll put wrinkles on you're pretty face. We'll lose half our lady customers."

"Ha, ha," Li replied, swiping the man's hand away with a forced smile. "We always have my twin sister, don't we? Men tend to eat more than woman...even more business," he added, although his tone was sarcastic and just a bit too snarky.

The bartender sighed, figuring the twins didn't get along well. Speaking of Li's "twin", Ril was taking someone's order, scribbling down quickly on a notepad.

Ril wasn't really a girl, nor was "she" really Li's "sister". It was a bit complicated, and one would doubt anyone would be interested.

Either way, Ril was dressed in the black and white waitress outfit, the dress a bit frilly at the end, with equally puffy sleeves. It was eerily similar to a maid's outfit. This caused Li to grimace slightly, nearly embarrassed for his other self- he knew Ril was just as uncomfortable as him. She even tended to show it more, with each nervous smile and hesitant, quiet reply to a person's order.

Ril quickly turned around and headed towards the kitchen to slip in the order, her eyes spotting Li's sudden leer. What was his problem now, anyway?

Ril sighed. Even during break, Li still had to make her feel useless and hated. She took the recent drink orders and hurried back to the table, ignoring Li's brooding gaze.

The bartender raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms. "You two have a fight or something?"

"Maybe," Li said in a half-mutter, half-growl.

[chace amirmoez]

I fell right through the cracks

"Y'sure 'bout that? I'm payin', I swear. C'mon.." Chace recoiled further away from the ragged-looking stranger, his head shaking vehemently from side to side as he tried to escape the heavy smell of alcohol emanating from the stranger, jumping up so fast he nearly knocked the man off the seat when he felt the bus lurch to a stop. "Whaddaya 'fraid of? Y'don't eat? He tried to ignore the slurred inquiry leaking from the crowded aisle behind him, practically throwing the fare money at the tired, squat-looking driver with shaking hands before quickly making his way down the narrow stairs. It was only a small relief when he felt his shoes hit the pavement, the sound of the hulking vehicle's rumbling engine filling his ears as he caught the ping of the metal doors shutting behind him. He regretted looking back over his shoulder the second he did, accidentally catching the man's eye as the stranger stared out the window groggily, as if he wasn't quite sure whether he was supposed to have gotten off and taken the young man to lunch or not. Chace quickly turned back around, sinking further into the zippered gray jacket slung across his sturdy shoulders. He blinked, trying to take in his surroundings. There were so many buildings, so many sounds blending into a blur of noise and so many people. But not one familiar thing. Not one that he could take comfort in. To say he was overwhelmed would be a gross understatement.

He seemed to shrink as the masses of citygoers streamed around him from every direction, trying vainly to avoid any contact as he cut across the sidewalk, edging his way along the windowed wall of a small restaurant until his fingers closed around a brass door handle. He quickly slipped into the small establishment, finding little solace in the change of scenery. He stood in front of the door looking very much like a lost child, hazel eyes flitting nervously around the room. Why did I think this would be a good idea? he asked himself, shifting his weight, I'll never find him on my own. He couldn't remember how long he'd been gone, only that the last time he'd set foot in Sinner he'd still been in high school. He swallowed, his gaze falling on the blonde waiter lazing at the bar before he forced himself to move in the employee's direction. Excuse me, he started in a quiet tone, slipping onto the tall bar chair nearest the waiter, You're from around here, right? It didn't matter that he had no idea who this guy was; he felt better already in someone else's presence. I'm looking for da- uh, Leiv. Amirmoez? He turned to the on-duty bartender, politely ordering a bloody mary before turning back to the blonde boy. If he'd been half as unnerved as he was in his current environment, he would've laughed at the irony of his absent choice.

And now I'm trying to get back.

For: Sherli / Yoshi / anyone else
Notes: Oh wow, I totally just killed this in so many ways.. So sorry! Fff and it took me forever to get this up, I'd actually made a post yesterday morning but my computer died and I lost the whole thing before I could save it. TAT
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[yoshi]

I'll go after Image then... Sorry for not getting off my lazy butt yet >.<

[chace amirmoez]

le finally done! <3 Sorryz for the wait.

[Sherli]

Li's eyes turned their attention to the stranger talking to him. Wasn't it obvious he was off duty? Didn't that also mean civilians were to leave him alone even for small talk? However, he didn't want to get fired for bad-mouthing a possibly customer. "Not really," he answered straight out. "I've just recently came here a few weeks ago."

The name he spoke of hadn't sounded familiar either, so he only shook his head. "Afraid I don't know man you are looking for, as well. Sorry." He watched the bartender give the young man a drink, wondering why this stranger was looking for anyone in a bar.

Suspicion always lurked, it was in his nature. It could possibly be just a friend, or an accomplice for some new crime, or even just a blind date. Not that he really cared, anyway - so long as Ril wasn't involved. Speaking of which, his gaze went back to his "sister", watching "her" converse with couple of strange men at the table. His dark eyes narrowed ever so slightly, lip twitching into a half-snarl.

Those men didn't look like they were carrying a civil conversation, either. He could tell by Ril's nervous body language and the urge to leave quickly. This wasn't going to end well. At least not for those two boys.