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Kira Yoshikage ([personal profile] quietpeacefullife) wrote2016-08-08 11:57 am
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The Kit-TEA-Kat Café


An elegant café experience
The Kit-Tea-Kat is a twilight to dawn café run by Kira Yoshikage in downtown Bavan. You can enjoy all the expectations of a local coffee shop while experiencing the comfort of home. The first café was opened in Taiwan and has since become a huge hit in Asia. This luxury is now available to the residents of Ryslig, both monster and human alike.

What is a cat café exactly, you ask? Well, it's quite simple. You drink your tea and have a lovely warm meal while in the company of wonderful animals that may entertain you with their natural kitty antics or perhaps spend the hour by your side. Here at the Kit-Tea-Kat café you'll find a wonderful dining experience as well as comfort. We truly hope you enjoy yourself at our cozy little café

While this is a monster run establishment we do not serve anything but genuine food here. And so that no food goes to waste at the end of each work day we will offer up leftovers of the day to hungry monsters and humans alike. Getting started here is no easy thing and we here at Kit-Tea-Kat understand.
Menu
( Dinner )
Dinner is from 6 pm to 11 pm every night. Our dinners are light but warm. We can make a wide variety of soups. As well as quiches, casseroles and salads.
( Lunch )
Lunch is served froom 11 pm to 2 am and offers an array of light and warm sandwiches offering a wide variety of meats and vegetables as well as breads. Sandwiches can be served cold or warmed depending on the guest's request.
( Breakfast )
Breakfast is served from 2 am till 6am and all kinds of dishes are served. Pancakes, waffles, eggs, bacon, sausage. You simply have to name the item and it can be made for you. This is our guarantee.
( Desserts )
Desserts are served all day long. We have a wide variety of cakes, pies, muffins, cupcakes, cookies, and many others. All freshly baked daily. If we do not have what you're looking for at the time we can make it fresh, so long as you're willing to wait.
( Drinks )
We have several different brews of coffee as well as fresh tea leaves. Simply ask to see what we have in stock. We also make cappuccinos, lattes and many other modern day drinks. Along side tea and coffee there is juice, milk and hot chocolate. We do not sell alcohol.
( Cats )
Misfire, Dragon Attack, Bohemian Rhapsody, Jazz, Innuendo, God Save the Queen, Bijou, Cool Cat, Feelngs Feelings, Dancer, Dreamer's Ball, Mother Love, Nevermore, Princess of the Universe.


[Code credit to onetouchdonnie]



WELCOME TO YOUR PRIVATE CHANNEL, Kira Yoshikage.

FOR SECURE COMMUNICATION, USE 119.12.125.18

*** Kira Yoshikage has joined 119.12.125.18
<Kira_Yoshikage> You've reached the ask box of Kira Yoshikage.
<Kira_Yoshikage> Please leave a message for any and all business inquiries.
<Kira_Yoshikage> Serious inquiries only, please.

pomaded: (♢ 124)

on the first day of christmas my nemesis gave to me???

[personal profile] pomaded 2016-12-24 10:45 am (UTC)(link)
[For once, when Kira shows up Josuke isn't still in bed. In fact, he's wide awake and getting ready to head out to Rohan's castle for a few days, which means that he's managed to catch him just in time. Now there's a Christmas miracle. Just as novel is the good mood that Josuke's in when, humming, he opens the door and interrupts any attempt at a greeting with a cheerful:]

Merry Christmas!

[Ever since last year, he's really taken a liking to this whole holiday cheer thing; it's not exactly a big thing back home but, in a place like this, you have to hold onto whatever good will you can. Even if it's towards a man like the one standing in front of him now. Josuke stares at him for a new moments, half surprised, half suspicious; sure, he did the whole festive delivery thing yesterday but he hadn't expected Kira to reciprocate and the last time he showed up unannounced, he'd had to replace every bulb in the place.

There's a chill in the hallway- probably from a broken ceiling or crack in the wall that no one can be bothered to either find or fix- and, even still half enveloped in the warmth of his apartment, Josuke's shivering. The other goblin even still has a light dusting of snow on the shoulders of his coat. Behind him, the kettle whistles as it comes to the boil.

There are, as he sees it, two possible options: shut the door in his face or invite him in.]


It's cold as hell. Get in here already, Kira. [He's brusque but not hostile and, as his eyes drop down to the box, he blinks.] ... and guest...?
pomaded: (♢ 22)

you might even say... a sheer.... heart... attack.....

[personal profile] pomaded 2016-12-25 08:58 am (UTC)(link)
[You don’t need to be a genius to work out what’s in there. Josuke resists the urge to crouch down and give the paw a little pap with his fingertip and lets Kira pass by him instead.]

... hey, buddy, you must be pretty cold too... [and then, decidedly less softly to Kira-] I’m making coffee.

[It’s not really an offer but he seems to have already decided on this one gesture. He obviously won’t be sticking around long- he already looks uncomfortable- but he’ll probably want to make sure that the kitten gets settled in first. It’s not as unpleasant a notion as it would have been when he first arrived, which should really be worrying in its own right but he’s not in the mood to retread that mess. So, without another word, Josuke gestures for him to go through and disappears back into the kitchen.

The small fireplace in the living room is ablaze; given that there's no sign of matches anywhere, it seems a fair assumption that those are magical flames burning away behind the grate. As ever, the apartment is a cozy mess. A blanket with a ball of fluff that must be Hot Space- fast asleep- huddled on top has been carefully arranged in the corner of the couch and the record player is open, ready for him to put in a new vinyl.

When he reappears, he’s carrying a tray with two mugs, a bowl of sugar and a small amount of milk in another cup balanced on top, which he sets down on the coffee table.]


For Hot Space, huh… [He reaches over and rubs the cat’s ears.] It’ll take an earthquake to wake him up right now.

[Sure, his guest is Kira but it’d be rude not to let him have dibs on the couch and his mother taught him well so Josuke settles on the floor opposite, closer to the fire. The papery membranes of his wings have a magenta glow where the light shines through them.]

... this is weird as fuck. [WELL..........] But... thanks.

[definitely weird as fuck]
pomaded: (♢ 126)

[personal profile] pomaded 2016-12-26 10:38 am (UTC)(link)
[Right. The sniken or whatever they were called. And he's glad they're not trying to kill each other anymore too but...]

"Probably mutual"? [That sounds ominous and not for the reasons you might think; what a world they live in where hating each other is a "probability" rather than an absolute. He's about to say as much but he glances up just in time to meet his stare for the last part of his offer- and his eyes widen.] Ah- I... sure. If I'm around, I guess I...

[The whole thing has left him wrong-footed and it shows in his body language; the way he ducks his head and drums his claws on his mug and his wings flutter, making the fire dance behind him.

... it's easier with something to focus on. Head to one side, Josuke opens the top of the box- and finds exactly what he had expected. In spite of himself, he breaks into a smile as, very carefully, he lifts the kitten out of the box to cradle it against his chest. It seems a little alarmed at first, revving up another series of startled mewls and hissing sounds before eventually calming down again, aided in part by the distraction of the softness of his sweater.]


... who was your mama then, huh...? [He strokes its ears.] You're a noisy little thing...
pomaded: (♢ 4)

[personal profile] pomaded 2016-12-26 07:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[Josuke lifts the kitten again, gingerly, this time, as its tiny claws snag on his sweater, and peers at its face. It- no, he, if the name on his collar corresponds to what he told Kira- responds with a mewl loud enough to wake even Hot Space, who sits bolt upright and stares. His ears swivel and then, finally, the cat seems to notice Kira's presence and pad over to rub his cheeks on his slacks with a soft, barely audible purr.

Money, meanwhile, definitely talks. Josuke grins.]


... I like him already. He's cute.

[With that, he sets the kitten back in his lap, letting him clamber across his legs instead. Every time he gets too far away, the goblin draws him back. A brief silence falls upon the room, interrupted only by the crackling of the fire and Hot Space's purring, and, when Josuke breaks it, it's with a surprising announcement.]

I might move out of here soon. [Why is he telling him? Who knows.] I haven't decided yet.
pomaded: (♢ 90)

[personal profile] pomaded 2016-12-27 10:45 am (UTC)(link)
Fuck you, the building's a dump but it's a nice apartment now I've fixed it up.

[But he doesn't sound too annoyed. By now, he's used to people- well, Kira, mostly- picking at where he lives and it's almost become something of a running joke; fussy princess Josuke lives in a house that used to have cracks in the floorboards wide enough for him to contribute to the shouting matches the tenants downstairs are so fond of. What he does take offense at, though, is the suggestion that either Rohan or Jotaro might take their feelings out on his cats. Hepulls a face.]

They wouldn't. [After all, didn't Jotaro go through all that trouble to pick up his first kill's dog and take him back so that it wouldn't starve or something? No way they'd pick on two cats.] That's not their style.

[Before Kira can make some comment about how ritually disemboweling people and hanging their remains up is more their thing, though, he clears his throat.]

... anyway, I figured I should let you know. Because of the cats. [a shrug] Maybe I won't even bother. I've got a lot of memories here- like the time my old man hung a severed head up in the doorway. Or the time you broke in and fried my electrics.
pomaded: (♢ 96)

KIRA PLEASE

[personal profile] pomaded 2016-12-28 10:08 am (UTC)(link)
A bad week. Sure. If that's how you want to-

[You just had to wait until he had taken a mouthful of his drink, didn't you, Kira? Josuke chokes, just avoiding snorting coffee out of his nose in favour of burning his throat in a hurry to swallow it. Money starts and immediately scrambles under the table with a tiny hissing sound, collar jangling.]

My father?! Are you serious?! [It comes out as appalled croak that prompts another round of coughing. Oh dear.] N-No way-! My dad's Joseph Joestar and he's Jotaro's grandfather-!

[Sure, his messy family tree is something he's come to terms with but it must some very peculiar to Kira. Bizarre, you might even say.]
pomaded: (♢ 88)

[personal profile] pomaded 2016-12-29 03:56 pm (UTC)(link)
That's right. He's my nephew.

[Josuke would like to take pleasure in how bewildered he is but he really can't; it's hard to laugh when you're just as embarrassed and confused by the whole thing. His family is a drama bomb, waiting to go off at any given moment and send shrapnel secrets all over the place. Geeze.

So, Kira doesn't even need to finish his sentence for Josuke to get what he means.]


... yeah. I know.

[With a sigh, he scoops up Money in one hand and edges closer to the sofa, lifting him so that Hot Space can sniff at him. Weird to think that his family here is a way younger version of Jotaro, Rohan, his grand-niece and two cats. He really can't catch a break, can he?]

What do you think? Can you deal with a kitten?

[It's so much easier to talk to the cats than Kira- at least he knows where he stands with them.]
pomaded: (♢ 71)

[personal profile] pomaded 2016-12-30 06:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[Josuke makes a short, unimpressed sound.]

Your father didn't seem too scandalized when he threw a phone at me.

[It might come as a relief that he doesn't ask him to elaborate. Whatever happened before- well, he's figured out the hard way that letting himself get upset about these things, letting it take over his thoughts only makes things more complicated and difficult here. Maybe he's just been in Ryslig too long but he's learned to harden his heart.

But only to some things.]


He's not here anymore. Mr. Joestar, I mean.

[He pauses to lick his lips, feeling a slow, unwelcome pang of regret and sadness creep up over his chest. Strange to think that the last time he saw him- or Dio- was six months ago. The apartment hadn't felt right for weeks without them and, even now, it feels bereft of Joseph's bright presence and Dio's caustic humour.]

He left a long time ago.

[Fuck. The last thing he wants is to look vulnerable. Glancing away, Josuke draws the kitten back against his chest, stroking its tiny ears.]

I'd say that makes him pretty lucky. He got to go home and he has somewhere to go back to. [That last part he adds in deference to Kira's own situation, though he's not sure why. With a sigh, he holds up his mug and leans forward so that he can clink it against his.] Fuck this place and fuck what it's done to us.

[Whether he means it in the physical sense or the social one is hard to say.]
pomaded: (♢ 83)

[personal profile] pomaded 2016-12-31 10:51 am (UTC)(link)
[So, he died. Well. Sort of. Can ghosts die a second time? Maybe the better term would be laid- no, forced to rest. He can't say that he's at all sorry to hear it but it doesn't sound like Kira's losing sleep over it either. In fact, he's more interested in the bizarre adventures that he's seemingly been having away from the spotlight; lonely housewives, cats that are plants and stands at the same time... even from the outside, it's kind of a convoluted mess. God knows how it feels from inside.

But it's that last comment that gives him pause.

Anything can happen.

For a good while, the goblin does nothing more in response than make a soft humming sound and get to his feet to gather up the mugs. Anything can happen, huh? It already feels like the absolute in unexpected turns have been taken so what else could this place have to surprise him with? It's simultaneously a sobering and exciting thought.

Josuke turns- and, for the first time, Kira might notice the consequences of their earlier agreement through the open back of his sweater. Though faded, the blackened characters are still just about visible across his skin; poems and beautifully calligraphic words with uglier meanings- traitor, sorry- burned into his back. But only for a few moments. His wings flutter and the back of his sweater moves as he sets the mugs down in the kitchen, covering them up again. He hasn't given them much thought for a while; whether or not they completely disappear, like so many of these unwanted changes, they're a part of him now.

Eventually, as he comes back into the lounge, he answers.]


That sounds ominous. [He smiles faintly.] Never really took that kind of thing seriously but I sort of wish I had a temple to visit.

[He still has memories of going with his mother, clapping and listening to the bell ring at midnight. Morioh is an old fashioned sort of place and it just sort of stuck.]
Edited 2016-12-31 13:12 (UTC)
pomaded: (♢ 92)

[personal profile] pomaded 2017-01-01 01:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Maybe. Every now and then some of the others- from Japan, I mean, even if it's not our Japan- set up festivals and shit and they're pretty popular.

[Still, there's no missing that Kira sounds a little distracted, like a cat watching a bird through a window, and Josuke finds himself following his eyes- is he looking at the crack in the wall, or...?]

Ah...

[His wings. Right. Didn't he say before that he liked them or something? He'd responded with a slightly poorly judged joke at the time but he doesn't feel like it right now, not when they're actually being civil. So, he decides to throw him a bone. Uncertainly, he glances away.]

You're staring again. Look, if my wings are that fascinating, just- just touch them or poke 'em or whatever. Get it out of your system.

[And he promptly turns around before he has a chance to change his mind about the offer. Should he accept, Kira will find that his wings feel almost like a bee or a butterfly's; the sheer, pink membrane is at once worryingly delicate and sturdy, yielding but strong between the curves of their settings and, up close, have an ever so slightly iridescent quality. Maybe it's just the awkwardness of the situation making him so wary but it takes a lot of effort to stay still; turning his back on Kira Yoshikage will never sound like a good idea.]
pomaded: (♢ 112)

[personal profile] pomaded 2017-01-02 10:19 am (UTC)(link)
[In truth, Josuke isn't sure whether or not he's actually going to do it, which means that when he feels the warmth of his hand against his wings, he starts in surprise, wings twitching just a little. It's the strangest sensation and it's more because, regardless of who's doing it right now, no one else has ever touched them before... which sounds a lot more suggestive than it really is but the implication is distressing and sets them fluttering all over again. It's not necessarily an unpleasant feeling though, and, to his credit, Kira's very cautious in his examination, barely letting his claws graze across the veins and maneuvering them to get a better look with care. Only when he feels his fingertips ghost along one of the patterns- curves and a point so probably one of the hearts- closer to the base of his wings does he react, skin prickling with goosebumps as he looks over his shoulder, half agitated, half flustered.]

... quit it. [Fuck. His face is hot.] That tickles.

[Any further attempts at that kind of thing are met with a beat of his wings, knocking his hand back but Kira seems to have finished anyway and, at last, Josuke breathes out. That was both a lot less painless and a lot more awkward than he had expected. No wonder he doesn't seem to know what to do with himself when he turns around.]

They're not too bad but I can't get them too wet; they take like a day to dry out and don't work properly for a while. [He shrugs.] And they're not strong enough to lift me even a little.

[Kira's probably could with the right conditions and a little magical encouragement but his own are just too light.]
Edited 2017-01-02 10:38 (UTC)
pomaded: (♢ 50)

[personal profile] pomaded 2017-01-02 11:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[... it passed unnoticed. Good. The last thing he felt like doing was explaining that he just discovered that his wings are a whole lot more sensitive than he thought they were. It'd probably give Kira a heart attack anyway.]

I knew a couple of goblins who could fly by controlling the wind- sort of like how I did with the snowballs but using it for lift instead.

[Though sturdier than they appear, he's fairly confident that his wings are too small and delicate to withstand the amount of force he'd have to use. But that's fine; he's come to terms with their existence being form over function, all style over substance.]

But yeah, they have a mind of their own sometimes... it's kind of a pain in the ass. [like right now they're giving away how flustered he still feels by flaring out] Alright. I mean, I'm not an expert or anything but...

[He shouldn't really help him but Josuke rationalises it pretty easily as informing him of something that might stop him from going on a murderous hunger rampage later. Assuming that his question is related to the admittedly difficult task of feeding, that is.]

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