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quietpeacefullife) wrote2016-08-08 11:57 am
quietpeacefullife) wrote2016-08-08 11:57 am
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Inbox/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. |
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| ( 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. | |||
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| ( 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. | |||
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| ( 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. |
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. | ||||
voice - forward dated 09/04
[... hmm. He cuts himself off.]
... anyway. That's all. You don't have to or anything but I don't want 'em locked up all alone in my apartment if I'm dead. Later.
11/04 [Action] ( I did the date your way and it hurt my brain)
The ninth... and now it is the eleventh with no further message. Maybe the boy forgot? But probably not... If nothing else he'll go to make sure Hot Space is okay.
Besides... he has no interest in returning home with all those bodies are just piled up on his doorstep. And a great number of people are mad at him so this is honestly the next best thing. He'll just stay at Josuke's. If the boy is dead no one can be mad about it.
So here he is on Josuke's door step, in his shadow cat form just to keep out of sight. He wants to be sure no one is home before using the key and entering... so his misty smokey body slips under the crack of the door, about half way and he takes a peek around the main room. Nothing. Just two cats sleeping on the couch.
He backs himself out from underneath the door and transforms back into a person so he can use the door like a proper human being.
And after quick inspection he can safely conclude that Josuke is not here and maybe he really is dead somewhere. The thought is not as pleasing as it might have been in the past. Well... It's only right to take care of the two cats while Josuke is away. After all, that's what Josuke did for him.
And while he's here... he might as well clean it up. And restock the fridge soe he can cook for the cats. And maybe organize everything too... Yes. This all sounds like a very good plan that will benefit everyone.]
(Kira is crashing at Josuke's place till the 15th. It will be nice and clean and will smell super great. Everything is nice and organized just the way Kira likes it. And he'll check in on the cats every other day until Josuke sends him a well deserved "What the fuck?" They can run into each other any day if you want to have a being dead sucks a lot talk.)
early morning of the 15th
AM.
But the arachne is nowhere to be seen and, with a dull, sickening drop in his stomach, Josuke remembers what happened. A flash of claws and the skittery movement of eight legs and then the fatal blow. That was it. He died. It's been so long now that he'd forgotten what it felt like: that agonising wait, the drip of life leaving his body, leaving him caught between desperation to cling on and wanting nothing more than for the pain to stop-
This time it's a complete wave of nausea that hits him and he staggers, hitting the wall and retching emptily against it. Fuck. Fuck. He wants to go home. He wants to see his mom and Okuyasu and Koichi or go to Rohan's place just to feel safe sat in between him and Jotaro but where one is impossible, the other is beyond his capabilities. So, swallowing down the last of his misery, the goblin pushes himself upright and begins the slow, agonising walk back to his apartment.
A key turns in the lock. Within seconds, Money is sitting upright and meowing, waking Kira if he's already asleep or alerting him to the presence of a visitor if he isn't. But it's such a relief when Josuke finally stumbles through the front door that he doesn't even notice the extra pair of shoes in the hall or the subtle change in the atmosphere- he only has eyes for the eager kitten that runs up to meet him.
Scooping him up, he holds him against his chest, eyes squeezed shut. His hair lies flat and death hasn't done anything to fix the blue-purple pattern of bruises that run down one side of his face and jaw and disappear beneath the collar of his shirt.]
Hey, Money, did you miss me...?
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He's in the kitchen making himself a cup of tea to have just before he heads to bed when--
Oh there goes Money and Hot Space not terribly far behind. Well alright, it's not super great to be on the other end of that. Still... This might prove to be a bit of an awkward situation. He had hoped not to be here when Josuke finally did return.
Well.
He's just going to sip on this tea and give it a few moments before making himself known, if it wasn't already. There are covers and pillows on the sofa, just waiting for someone to sleep on it. His shoes are also right there at the door.
He'll give it just another moment or so...]
Higashikata Josuke, do you have any idea what time it is? I'm not sure it's appropriate to be out so late.
[You do it all lighthearted like and the chance that you might get and punched diminishes, probably. But he's lucky he started talking before emerging because he would have faulted at the sight of this boy. He's seen Josuke in a state before. He's been the cause of it actually but this is something completely different. In fact...
You might compare it to their positions several months back, where he was right here, hair undone and the aftermath of death heavy upon him. In fact, it's painfully familiar in a lot of ways. And for maybe the first time he's not quite sure what to say. Mostly because this is Josuke and he shouldn't care all things considering but he knows and knows very well that dying just plainly and simply sucks. There are lingering pains that do not fade even after reviving. His churning insides from Kishibe Rohan, his pounding skull from Susan and now his aching sides from the knife that IV plunged into him so many times...
Ugh, there are other people Josuke has and he should take his things and be on his way before the sun is too bright. No one has ever given him any sympathy for all the unjust things that have happened to him. And now shouldn't be any different.
And yet...
After everything all the conversations and months here in this hell hole he can't just leave Josuke here. Or maybe it's because of what happened during the dreamscape or just the camaraderie of living in Ryslig which is it's own special kind of suffering. Or maybe it's because he knows that whatever happened this teen probably didn't deserve whatever hell he's just been through. Josuke deserves a lot of things, in his opinion... but perhaps nothing quite like this. He can speak from raw experience when it comes to dying a lot here.
So Kira lets out a heavy sigh finally coming to a conclusion about this. It seems it's just his fate to be burdened with this child when something stupid happens. Puppy transformations... death, whatever next month brings.]
I've made tea... and there are some leftovers from dinner that you should have. Going out and hunting is ill advised but normal food goes a long ways. If nothing else it's a comfort. And you should eat something after a thing like this. You don't want to accidentally hurt one of the cats... [Spoken from a very painful experience.]
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Immediately, his head snaps up. Is that who he thinks it is...? As the hairs on the back of his neck prickle, he searches his thoughts for anything that he might have done to piss off this particular ray of sunshine in his life. The last thing he even remembers is- ah. That's right. He asked him to check in on the cats, didn't he? It doesn't do much to calm his nerves- not when he's already so rattled- but at least he knows that he won't have trouble waiting for him when he walks into that living room.
Anyway, it sounds like trouble's going to meet him half-way. Out of the corner of his eye, he spots Kira in the doorway- and then, in a blur of soft fur, Hot Space. There are so many questions he should be asking right now and, though he can brush off that first comment as a casual joke, he's left even more confused with what Kira says next. By his standards, it's almost gentle and, from anyone else, it might even sound concerned. But he knows that can't be true. They might have collected an uncomfortable amount of shared experiences here but...]
... how long have you been here?
[When Josuke straightens up, he's holding both cats in his arms and his face partially obscured by Hot Space as the cat rubs his head across his hair. Probably a good thing. He doesn't know quite where to look and the confusion probably shows regardless of how much or how little Kira can see of his expression.
With his head down, he edges past Kira and into the kitchen. It's only now that he's here and starting to focus that he's noticing all of the subtle changes. Plates organised by the sink. Tea towel folded into a perfect square on the tabletop.
Wait- has he been messing with his stuff?!]
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So when I got your message your designated time of replying back had come and gone... I checked to make sure you were home before entering completely, just in case you forgot but you were not here and had not been here. So I assumed what you'd consider the worst. That's what you were expecting when you sent me that message, yes? Even when you do... it doesn't get easier. [Four deaths for him. Three in Ryslig... and now each death eats away at memories. He wonders what he's lost... and how important it is.] Ah, but to answer the question. I arrived on the eleventh, quite late. And I was intending to leave, tonight. And then I was going to periodically check every couple of days. So the seventeenth then the nineteenth and so on. If you didn't come back after a month or so... I was just going to take the cats back to the café. That was my plan, anyway... in case the worst should come to pass. With all the death in the air more and more people might not come back.
[Another small sip of tea as he turns to watch Josuke inspect his freshly cleaned and organized apartment. Nice, right?] Do you want me to leave...? [The answer is obviously a yes. He should be grabbing his jacket and putting on his shoes right now. And he'll need a bit of hustle in his steps to beat the sun. But he doesn't. He looms in the doorway to the living room, watching the teen carefully. It feels like there is more to be said. He's come here all three times after just reviving now, hasn't he. And Josuke has been present for two of them... And somehow it has made things a bit easier. Even if Josuke probably doesn't agree with how undeserved he feels those deaths are he never says as much. And if Josuke deserved to die or not doesn't really matter. It helps when someone is here for it. Even if you hate that person it's at least someone.
But perhaps for Josuke the cats are enough and his friends are enough and that's fine with Kira. He can leave at anytime. The cats are fine and that's all he was here for. He owes Josuke absolutely nothing.]
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... it doesn't get easier.
For a few moments, all he can do is watch him with a crumpled brow.]
We're not very good at being enemies, are we?
[It's really all he can think to say at first and it's only afterwards that he realises that Kira asked him a question too and his frown deepens again.]
I... I'll head out to Rohan's this evening but maybe...
[... maybe it'll be easier to have someone around. The first time he had died, he'd been able to come back to a busy household and his boisterous father and the thought of sitting around here for the next twelve hours by himself isn't a pleasant one. But he doesn't say it out loud. Instead, Josuke simply shrugs his shoulders and passes the two cats over to him.]
... I'm gonna have a shower. Do whatever you want.
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What's that saying they kept using in Morioh? Stand users are drawn to stand users... Here, with or without stands, probably wouldn't be any different.
Oh but! He takes the arm full of cats feeling nothing but confusion. Do whatever he wants. ????? What? Why?
He will say that this Josuke is much more agreeable but also quite disconcerting. Not that he wants Josuke to be his usual self, he doesn't like that self. The constant pain in the ass with quips but perhaps it's preferred to the downtrodden and very sad teenager.
Money is quick to hop out of his arms and make an attempt to follow Josuke. Hot Space on the other hand is content to stay in his arms for now, looking up at him expectedly. What are you going to do now, Kira?]
Tsk. Fine. [He's not a man that likes to be indebted to others. And he can admit that Josuke probably did help a lot when he came back to life both times. Things could have gotten incredibly ugly that first time and he kept his grief and starved mind in check. It would be discourteous to just leave it like this. He can admit that much.
He lets Hot Space squeeze himself between his shoulder spikes and neck as he moves around the kitchen. He's restocked everything and actually put good food in here so he might as well use it. It'll probably just go to waste otherwise, right? Or be made into poor quality food.
Now, normally he makes a dinner like meal at this time butt if they were human and existed in a normal time frame now would be breakfast time. Eggs and bacon... sausage too. Oh and hashbrowns and toast. Very comforting and good. A perfect meal after one too many glasses of wine the night before. Or an incredibly traumatic death.
He was serious when he said Josuke should eat. Food and then sleep. Eating on a full stomach is never advised but after something like this there can be exceptions.
Hot Space let's out a long meow at Kira, right in his ear.] Yes, I know. [He gives the cat a very small bit of cooling bacon.] You're missing out now that you're living over here. Well, I got this house fish so maybe he'll take a hint, hm?
[Well, at any rate when Josuke comes back breakfast or... dinner, whatever, will be served.]
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While he's having a shower, a serial killer is making him dinner. This is not the situation he expected to come home to and, if his head were in a better way, he might been more amused or bewildered or both by it. As things stand, it's an effort just to not get soap suds in his eyes as he rinses his hair out, let alone sort through the increasingly complicated mess of their relationship.
When he finally re-emerges, he's dressed in loose pants and the oversized sweater Kira might recognise from Christmas and has Money tucked against his chest in a towel. More unusually, his hair has been brushed straight back and held in place with a headband. It's happened. He's turned into his mother. Sartorial decisions aside, he's just in time to see Kira feeding Hot Space a piece of bacon.]
Hey, they eat better than me some days.
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I should hope so. Anyway... here. [He hands Josuke the plate which has: fluffy eggs, crisp bacon, a few links of sausages, salted hash browns and toast. This isn't a hard breakfast to make by any means but for what it's worth, Kira cooks nearly every day for people so at the very least it's going to be quite delicious. Which is why he made himself a small plate too despite the fact he wanted to be in bed... well over a half hour ago.] Eat. [Hot Space makes a "subtle" paw reach, claws extended, for one of Josuke's pieces of bacon. He wants.]
And there's Chamomile tea. [Which will help Josuke sleep because the nightmares after dying are very real and very awful. At least, in his experience. Even now, on his third death, it hasn't changed. It always will be incredibly awful.]
You're not going to feel better tomorrow or even the day after but you can at least do the small self care things. Which... at this point is just doing the basics. Sleeping well and eating. But don't forget to go hunting tomorrow. Bacon doesn't stop monster hunger which is how we know we're truly living in hell.