7th ☆ [Bowl-O-Rama with mylife4food]

[adropofjupiter]

[Now this was an odd place to suddenly find oneself in. Alone.

Oh wait... there was some guy slumped in a chair next to her. She'd never seen him before and leaned close to get a look at him. Okay, so he was cute, but cute wasn't important right then. What was important was figuring out where the hell she was and then figuring out how she got there.

So she left the sleeping guy there and wandered deeper into the belly of the... Bowl-O-Rama? At least that's what the sign over the wood floor area said. Huh. The witch goes exploring and finds the doors are locked.

Huh. Might as well see if there's anything to steal aside from a bunch of ugly shoes, heavy balls and pencils.]

Comments

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Trying to test it?

[mylife4food.livejournal.com]

Test...?

[He has a bad feeling about this.]

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Spontaneous combustion. [She taps his chest once.] Getting kinda red, ze.

[mylife4food.livejournal.com]

I do not know what spon-tan-i-us com-b-bustion is.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Randomly getting lit on fire without any external source of flame.

[mylife4food.livejournal.com]

I am not a mage so I know nothing of the sort.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Ah, but I am. [She grins, leans closer a moment before stepping away to head toward the refreshment area.]

So... you know what a Bowl-O-Rama is?

[mylife4food.livejournal.com]

[WHEW.]

I do not. I woke up here rather clueless myself, My Lady.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Makes me wonder if someone just forgot to stick the N on the end of it and it's supposed to be about ramen.

[Nope, doesn't know she's spelling it wrong.]

Ramen would be really yummy right now...

[mylife4food.livejournal.com]

What is a ramen?

[KEEP IT MEDIEVAL]

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Like a noodle soup with eggs and shrimp and green onions, bamboo shoots and the like.

[HEY, REFRESHMENTS. Oh. Burgers and Coke. Ugh. Marisa's just going to hop up onto the counter and then drop down onto the other side. There has to be something better than this...]

[mylife4food.livejournal.com]

T-Try not to get hurt!

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

[Out of sight, rummaging around noises...]

Why would I get hurt?

[mylife4food.livejournal.com]

It is just a simple warning.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Yeah, but you said it all with feeling and shit. Like you actually care if I get hurt or--

Ooo! [Let's now hear the sound of a girl's pocketbook opening up and then the sound of metal against metal. Almost like someone might be picking a lock...]

[mylife4food.livejournal.com]

Because I do care.

[At least he recognizes that sound. He's spent enough time with Matthew to recognize that.]

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

You're a funny guy, ze. Caring about a girl you don't even know that yoinked you here for her own entertainment. Guess you must find me really pretty~

[And there's a click and a quiet 'yes!' before the sound of clinking bottles. Marisa then pops back up into view with two bottles of Budweiser in each hand, a huge grin, and her lock picks held between her teeth.]

[mylife4food.livejournal.com]

I-I find you very pretty but that is not the reason! If I will not care, who will? It is my responsibility as a knight to care.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

[Setting the bottles down on the counter, Marisa puts the lock picks away and tries to open a bottle.]

A knight, huh? I thought knights were, like, old and stuff...

[Hnnnnnngh damn bottle won't open - stupid non-twistoff cap - so she holds it out.] Be a knight and open this for me.

[mylife4food.livejournal.com]

Knights cannot be old or else they wouldn't be able to fight. I am not quite a knight yet but...

[He grabs the bottle and ow, the top hurts. So he wraps it up in his blue robe and pulls it as hard as he can. There's a pop and...oh, his robe is getting soaked by beer foam.]

Here...

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

[...Marisa had a moment of wanting to suck that foam off his robe, but then decided that was too weird even for her to do to random guy she doesn't know.]

Yes! You should have one too! Makes everything better~

[mylife4food.livejournal.com]

Thank you but I will pass. Please enjoy yourself.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Why not? I worked hard to get these for us! Turning down my generosity?

[glare]

[mylife4food.livejournal.com]

I-I am thankful but I do not drink alcohol! It makes one's mind dull and leaves their aim untrue.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

...

[Oh, he did not just walk into that? He did. He so did. Marisa leans over the counter, beer in one hand, with that grin of hers on her face.]

Aiming for something special tonight then?