[ open: maid cafe fundraiser ]

[at_heart]

WHO: Yuri, Saya, Kantera, Venti, Lumine, and YOU!
WHAT: A fundraiser for office space for Yuri's up-and-coming guild, Brave Vesperia Ellipsa.
WHEN: Late April.
WHERE: Blossomcrown, a karaoke bar rented out for the occasion.
WARNINGS: Cheesecakey fun. Potentially alcohol consumption. All maids offering black menu services will be linking to an additional top-level off comm ♥

ask about bve/the fundraiser | ic menu | request a maid | byotoplevels!

[ When you head to the location of Yuri's GPS ping from yesterday's network post, you'll find a rented-out little karaoke bar with MAID FOR YOU written on a handmade banner that is temporarily covering the bar's normal name, decorated in pink and black on the inside, with a lot of cute little two-chair tables taking up most of the floor space. There are rooms in the back that would normally be for singing karaoke in private, and singing with a maid is indeed one of the things you can do with those rooms today!

The real draw, though, is all of the very cute folks dressed as maids and/or butlers today, who will — for a small fee — wait on you personally. ♥

Take a menu, select a maid, and place your orders... or just ask Yuri what all the commotion's about, he'll be happy to explain! ]


((ooc: Maid cafe fundraiser! Don't worry too much about the coins your character is spending here, nothing is too expensive (though the black menu items are at a premium), we're all just here for the CR.

PLEASE NOTE: Yuri does feel personally responsible for the safety and comfort of all the Official Maids who are trying to help him raise funds here, so he will be actively trying to curb anyone bullying their friends into signing up, and he really doesn't want anyone working for him to be wearing or doing anything that makes them uncomfortable. Adult characters who only want to wear pink ribbons? Characters who want a full coverage maid outfit, or who want to be butlers instead? Excellent exercising of your boundaries, Yuri loves that for you.

You can, however, definitely pay for the "dress up as maid or butler" menu item and use that to bully your friends to your hearts' content. 😉))

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[nugrass]

I always wanna teach you some French, Nenett. Part o' bein' a teacher!

[One or two more shuffles, and he cuts the deck in front of himself. Just gonna busy himself with the cards while they're taking up the fork.]

Here you go, rapid fire lesson -
Guys are monsieur. Gals get two different titles - madame if they married, mademoiselle if they ain't.
Use'em like "sir" and "miss". So instead of callin' me sir, you call me monsieur.

Try'n say it.

[essenceborn]

Mon...syuer. Monser--suer. Sieur? Sieur.

[ If that sounds familiar, it's because that's the exact same way Nen sounded out the word "ass" when Chipp told them to try it. Truly, they have come full circle now. ]

Bon-joor mon'syier. Please, have some cake.

[ Remember when Nen tried to feed him Jell-o on the couch when his brain was broken? Yeah. This is that v2.0, complete with one hand held out under the bite of cake on the fork to catch anything if it falls. ]

[nugrass]

[ - Yeah, no, he's leaning away from that a little bit.]

The fork's there for you to eat your own cake with, Nenett.
And, uh... try all that again. Li'l slower. Li'l less "R" there in bonjour.

[essenceborn]

Oh, okay.

[ Nen pulls the cake back and takes the bite with zero hesitation. They had to offer!! Cafe rules. Or at least, it was part of their crash-course rules: offer it to the customer first.

Red velvet cake is delicious. They hope he tries some later. ]

Bonzjor. Bonjzour. Bonshore.

Bon'zhjour.

[ Really, aside from the ʒ (the dhzj sound), Nen's almost got it. ]

[nugrass]

[Well, he would absolutely try the cake, but somebody's using the fork.]

Oh, you close, hun, you real close - lemme think, there gotta be at least one English word that uses a sound like that...

[His hands come away from the cards, now - not that he needed to be fiddling with them still, since they're plenty shuffled.
But one's going up to scratch at his chin in thought. There are plenty of options to choose from, obviously.
He's just gotta pick a word that he knows the researchers would have said around them often enough.]

It's, uh... well - you can say "vision"? No doubt them professors tested you for that all the damn time.
The "zhh" sound in the middle there, that the sound you gonna wanna try for. Bonjjjour.

[essenceborn]

[ Nen tried to babyfeed you Chipp what more do you want ]

Oh... Vision. Yes! Vissssion... Bon...jjjour.

[ GASP??? That sounded?? Almost the same?? Excuse Nen, they are perking right up. ]

Bonjjour. Bonjour. Bonjjour!

[nugrass]

[the fork??? (maybe try again, he might allow it)]

Heyyy, you got it! C'est bon!

[His voice sounds about as excited as it can without his helmet, and the look on his face is as much of a smile as it can be to match.
But this is why he went without the helmet in the first place. He knows Nenonen can tell.]

Try monsieur again, next. Then I'll deal us some cards -
I'm gonna teach ya blackjack.

[essenceborn]

[ never trying to feed Chipp is the only option ]

Bon! Blackjack.

[ Nen's never heard of it, but that applies to so many things at this point that it's no surprise at all. They've also never played cards before, so they're glad Chipp's taking point on that for the moment. ]

Mon-syer. Monsuer. Is that closer?

[ Nen takes another scoop of the cake and eats it, and tries holding out the plate to Chipp this time to see if he'll take any. ]

[nugrass]

[the suggestion was to try feeding him again cause he might say yes ya goob]

No, that's -
"C'est bon" means "that's great!" 'Cause you doin' great, y'know?
Tryin' to keep up on praisin' ya when you doin' good. You deserve to know when you doin' good!

[It's cute, though, so it's also earning them a hair ruffle. ... Before, yes, he takes some of the cake.
With his robot claws, because they're still using the fork. It's fine, they're metal and easy to lick clean.]

- That's a lot closer, though, lot closer. Try it one more time.

[essenceborn]

[ SOMETIMES WHAT MY HEART WANTS IS NOT WHAT NEN DOES they are just happy to see him enjoying cake, even if it's with robot hands.... ]

Oh... Say bon! Okay.

[ Nenonen out here trying their very best ]

I like when you tell me I have done well. M'sieur. Monsiur.

[ It's like 90% of the way there. ]

Bonjour, mon-sieur. I hope you are enjoying your cake. The icing is delicious. Please feel free to lick your plate.

[nugrass]

... That the kinda stuff they taught ya to say here, or you just wanna watch me lick a plate like a doofus?

[Never mind the fact that he's going to get some more cake, forcing himself to have to lick his claws clean again.
Again, table manners: none.]

You almost there, though. I'll say it's good enough, but feel free to try sayin' it a couple more times.

[essenceborn]

No. But I did hear someone say "lick my boots." Do you like to lick feet, Chipp?

[ Just Normal Conversation Things^TM ]

Mons-ieur. Mon'sieur.

[nugrass]

...

[With his non-frosting covered hand, he pinches the bridge of his nose for a second.
Yup. That sure is Nen. That is 100% Authentic Nenonen right there. Just a pure shot of grain-free, homegrown Nenonen.]

No, hun, I don't. People say stuff like that to be mean.

[essenceborn]

[ Nen is the most Nen. All other nens cannot compete.

But also bless Chipp for just taking that one in stride. ]

They do? [ well...shoot. ] I did not intend to be mean. You do not need to lick any feet, Chipp.

[nugrass]

[He's learning not to be surprised by whatever they say anymore. Nen might be weird, but that's just part of them being Nen.
They wouldn't be Nen without it!!]

'S okay, I know you didn't. You just parrotin' stuff you heard - only natural when you still learnin' 'bout everything.
I got no doubts you probably repeat some of the shit I say when you talkin' to others. Right?

[essenceborn]

Yup. [ 300% Nen does that ] I met a lady who yelled at ghosts the other day. She was looking for you.

[ Manwol was looking for the Grim Reaper, actually, but Nen does not hear in capitals so 6u9 ]

[nugrass]

[Well, even if Nen did, that'd still be correct! They're Grim Reapers, altogether Reaperkind!!
But that still gets a look. A Look:tm:. Nose all scrunched, brow all scrunched, confused - you know.]

Who? Which lady? I don't know no ladies that can see ghosts.

[... Unless souls count, but he's pretty sure that if any of the other Reapers showed up, they would have called them, you know. Souls.
Not ghosts. So.]

[essenceborn]

She was very loud. And had dark hair.

[ You know, those classic identifiers ]

She asked me where my grim reaper was. I told her you were playing with robots. Or napping. Do you lurk? She said that was a hobby of yours.

[ Nen turns their attention back to the plate of cake now that they have haaad...three bites? And Chipp's had two, so: they take another fork-full of it and hold it out to him as an offering. ]

1/2;

[nugrass]

Yeah, no, I got no clue who you talkin' about. Might be thinkin' about a different Grim Reaper -
I ain't the only one. Not even the only one here! Met another back at that potluck, fancy lookin' guy that floats everywhere. Got himself a scythe.
All that good shit.

[And he's just about to refuse the forkful of cake --]

2/2;

[nugrass]

[-- When something in there actually registers in his brain.]

Wait.
Ya think of me as your Grim Reaper?

...

[... Okay, fine. He eats the forkful of cake. But only because he's their Grim Reaper.]

[essenceborn]

[ Success! ]

Of course you are. You are the only grim reaper I know. And you are mine.

[ 'Mine' as in 'my friend'. Chipp found Nen, and Nen is keeping him.

Also, because there is a bit of icing on his face from licking his fingers before: Nen grabs a napkin and dabs at his face a little for good measure. #doting ]

[nugrass]

[If he were not a. in public, and b. sitting right next to them in the midst of conversation, this is absolutely the sort of thing he'd clutch his chest and wheeze over.
He's so weak to this kind of thing, what the fuck. He's their Grim Reaper!!!
Theirs!!!
Someone who cuddled with him willingly considers him theirs!!!

(Guess who is extremely grateful he left his helmet at home?)]

Well - t-thank you. ... I think -
Feels right to thank you, anyways.

[Look, he's even going to let them dote on him!! Even though it makes him go orange in the face!!]

[essenceborn]

[ The best part is that he goes orange in the face. Nen's going to lean in to really appreciate that with both hands. Just holding his perfect orange cheeks and giving them a squish. ]

You are welcome.

u just wanted me to use this icon, didnt u

[nugrass]

[- Oh, that's. Not something he's ever had done before. Like, ever.
At all.
His eyes are wide for a moment, startled - but then he realizes what's happened, what Nen is doing, and frowns hard.

... As best he can, anyway. His face is a bit too smooshed to actually get that frown in place.]

Wh- leggo! C'mon!

[Sorry if they expected eloquence and many paragraphs of speech. His face is a little too tied up at the moment for something like that.
(It's notable that he isn't pulling away on his own or anything, however. He doesn't even try. The best they get is hands on their arms, a light hold and nothing more.)]

100% i did

[essenceborn]

But I like it.

[ His orange blush, his squished face, the way his nose puffs up with his huffs...

This, Nen thinks, has to be cute. They really want to squish him. Squishing's a part of finding something cute, isn't it? ]

Please?

[ The only reason Nen hasn't relented already is because he hasn't pulled them off. With anyone else, just telling them to cut it out would be enough. But Chipp's wiggled himself past immediate obedience, to the point where Nen feels comfortable trying to ask for more--even when that 'more' is them being a bit of a brat.

They trust Chipp enough to tease him. ]