Welcome to our opening event for Cyber Custom Solutions. We are the next big thing in air treck technology. We have invite the air treck community to this event because we are sponsoring a tournament. No need to spoil what the winner gets just yet. We would like to host a meet and greet. Just a little get together to try to unite the community. America was on top, but now it's time for a new company to take over the reigns. Once the invitations are sent out, understand that you are the only person invited. There is no plus one and you must know the entrance password.
Be there or be square.
CEO of Cyber Customs Solutions INC
Posted: Fri Nov 08, 2019 8:16 pm
Here is your invitation. You have to mention it in your post or you will not receive entrance into the event hall.
Ah, why did she come this time? Honestly, she wasn't interested in being at a big social event like this, but she had been curious about the world of AT since the whole nuking of America. Between her brief hospitalization as well as focusing on finishing college and gaining her internship she hadn't been a severely active part of the AT world. June was retired as far as anyone was concerned, but she herself...Ayano had never stopped really using her wings. Even now she could feel the familiar pull of muscle as she would twist in the air landing with grace upon pavement before sliding into a lunge to dip below an overhang jutting out. Long hair was wild and waving like crazy which would drive her nuts when she would finally stop, but for now it was simply exhilarating to have her freedom again. Making it to the building that had been depicted she'd slow her roll and adjust her blouse, not at all ashamed to have her tattoo showing along the whole of her neck and collar bone, fingers ran with ease through long night colored hair as she adjusted it back into a semi-appropriate look.
Cheeks were slightly reddened from the wind and her own pulsing euphoria and excitement making her make up near unnecessary as she retained a glow that she hadn't had in a little while. Walking up as she dipped her fingers into the pouch strapped around her thigh she would pull out the invitation and hold it to the bouncer-esque man, "I think the password was parts?" she stated her tone still soft as ever and barely audible above any ongoing foot traffic around them. The man nodded and she would smile warmly before passing him. Stepping into the main lobby she would be greeted by a few early attendees, no scents of sweat or body order yet, so that was a good sign. Briefly raising her wrist to her nose she would take a breath and inhale the sweet scent of wisteria and peach blossoms, it eased the creeping anxiety of being in this place as she would let her hand drop down to her pocket again. Thankfully no one seemed to even glance at her as she entered. Poised walk through the small amount of people she would find a cozy seat on a couch and simply look around at the many people there seeing if she would be able to recognize any old faces.
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Despite having forgotten about this particular party she had been invited too, she was not late, nor was she early, she was basically on time. The alarm had served its purpose of reminding her so she would not miss it. Her brother on the other hand was either already there, explaining why he hadnβt helped her earlier, or was late. It didnβt matter, he could take care of himself. She wasnβt their mother nor did she have any intention of acting like she might be. Her body was a little sore from moving just moments before, but she would not let that ruin her fun.
In all honesty, Artemis was a little unsure what the event was about. She had a vague idea and it made her wonder why she had been invited. It wasnβt like she had made a name of herself as a tuner yet, could it be because of her parents influences? Or were all tuners regardless of their ranking here ? And perhaps riders as well? Considering the ones throwing the event it wasnβt unlikely, after all it would be a great way of generating business.
Arriving at the entrance she would reach into the pocket of her hoodie and pull out her invitation. The woman who took it look at Artemis with a bit of a judgemental gaze as she coughed and pointed at the βformal casualβ clause on the paper. Artemis rolled her eyes as she slipped off her hoodie to reveal a white sleeveless dress shirt, skirt, tights and tennis shoes. She was technically in accordance to the requirements as long as she didnβt have her hoodie. The woman made motion to her eyes another judgement crossing her mind.
βCall it a fashion choice, or I dunno cute a** hearing aids. Last I checked people have worn worse parts. May I enter now?β Artemis crossed her arms under her chest and waited for the woman to let her in, which she did. βI thought so.β
With that she walked inside, dropped her hoodie off at the desk and would hope to enjoy whatever this was all about.
Daisuke had a bit of a busy day. After he got out of school he went to his shift at the coffee shop. He had did a short shift due to the fact that he had received an invitation to an A.T event. It piqued his interest. It seemed a lot of people have been on edge as of late due to the attack on America. He never showed a lot of interest in politics but did feel bad for the innocent people that were caught in the crossfire. Daisuke arrived home and took a shower before putting on a plain dress white shirt with a pair of jeans. He grabbed his purple and silver headphones and put on his A.Ts. They were ball rollers so they appeared as regular shoes.
Daisuke made his way into the entrance and showed the woman his invitation." Password is Parts. In any case if you will excuse me." he said as he made his way into the room and took a seat as he scanned the room. He wonder who all would show up to this tournament. He has gotten better at using his road and understanding when to use his trick passes. Daisuke became a bit moreature I battles.
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[240] β Acceleration:[50][T.U.][+20] β Battle Strength:[100][T.U.][+10] β Stamina:[50][50][T.U][+20] β Jump:[40] β Air Time:50 β Reaction:75 β Air Reaction:70
Posted: Sun Nov 10, 2019 9:14 pm
================= Natsumi Yukihara ================= "Expect the unexpected~!"
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"Business.. Casual~...." Whatever had such a thing meant? If one were to arrive in a suit, or even office attire.... Wouldn't that be too much towards the business theme? Or would a plain skirt be too much towards casual!? Natsumi had taken a whole entire while, ever since receiving her invite to figure such a thing out. The invite had been a surprise for sure, having found it in her mailbox. Since then it had turned into an odd day or so of shopping for something. Most of what she owned would definitely not had been acceptable. So rude. These kind of themes took away people's originality!!! She thought of all these things in her mind, but in actuality she was nowhere angry. An invite to something usually meant a party! Maybe a slightly stuffy one from the sounds of it, but still, a party! There were no real issues, only the decisions on an outfit.
It was only thankful when she had arrived in time, adorning a white buttoned blouse, and a dark purple pencil skirt. In order to keep her own tastes intact with this, the two top buttons of the blouse had been undone, showing a black muscle shirt underneath. For mere decoration she had added tiny punk chains to the side of the skirt. A total of three, bronze, silver, and gold. For shoes she remained in black flats, keeping her hair up into a big, poofy bun of pink, held up by chopsticks and a black tair tie. Hopefully that would all be business casual enough. She was about to find that out, stepping closer towards the entrance with a confidence in her steps. Slung over her shoulder had been her air treks. They were on person just in case something exciting would happen! Who knew what could happen at big events. From some who had went in before her, there would surely be some sort of action. For what she could not say. All that mattered for the moment was getting through the doors.
"GOooOod evening~!" As usual, she was perky. That perkyness had slightly wavered by the look of disdain she had been received. How rude. Was it her attire? Oh please~! She was wearing a second shirt!!! Maybe her hello scared them? Wouldn't be the first time it's happened!!!!! Suppose there was no helping the matter either when she had a lollipop stick sticking out from the corner of her lips. Banana split flavored pop. Suuuuper yummy~!!!! "Hmph~. Oh poo... Whhooppps~! My hand slipped~! I guess my hand is vulnerable to those undressing me with their meany looking eyes~! fufufu~." With a giggle, she had feigned ignorance to her hand hanging onto the invitation, taking the invitation itself to slap the one in her presence with a tap to the side of their face. At least they were not her Air treks! Receiving a scowl for it, she merely kept the angelic smile of hers continuing. "The password is parts! Surely being applicable to enter with the correct passyword is acceptable no? Goody~! Buh-byeeee~!" With an enthusiastic wave of her hands, she made way into the party before the person at the door to could react. Ooooh.... Fanciness all around. Many of the people in the place would come as more prepared then she for this sort of thing. At least there was a food table! ere those finger sandwiches!? Or was she going blind!? She must have been losing her mind of sorts, by the woman ahead who had entered... With bunny ears. "Oh my~..." Eyes sparkling in surprise, curiosity had began to get the best of her. As politely as she could, she tried to discreetly see if they were actual ears, or if they were real. To see them from her distance, crossing them off as real had been a quick draw. Of course they would not be real!!! Questions had been there though, and unafraid to ask, there was a bounce in her step to catch up to them. "HellOoooOooo~! Slowing her pace down, a friendly, good natured smile erupted on Natsumi's face. "What lovely ears you have miss~! Are those hair clips or a headband~!? Tey look very convincing!!!"
Cue the stagelights and the grand piano. With a microphone, it was time to set the scene. Punctuality was their friend. Arriving at a much early and convenient time, their invitations were revealed and parted from their lips, the lovely password. "Parts."
Like Beethoven refusing to be outshined or a Primadonna stealing the stage, there would be none of the melodramatically bland Asian cat whistle jazz wailing tonight. There would be a set of distinctive Creole and Brazilian soul tonight. But, no need for the musical help to walk away. Take the piano and background. It was time to liven up the halls.
"Moon River, wider than a mile."
They were crossing it in style and off to see the world. With a musical transition, they ventured away from the sailing adventures of Audrey Hepburn and down to the sultry jazz of Nat and Natalie King Cole with an Unforgettable tune. And then, they modernized it. They revamped such a tune with an early two-thousands vibe of Nas and K. Michelle. Those streets could truly hold their deepest days.
That's the way it would stand to be with a woman such as Dannis Haughton. And with such a name stapled to this business savvy party of few, one wanted to keep the guests entertained for a while. Still, it was a double mirror. This talented singer got to lay eyes on every single person that came right through the halls, with her partner for the night singing right alongside her, one Alex Dominic Santos. The Stealth Ops of the ATP had arrived in true Spy form.
Posted: Mon Nov 11, 2019 11:41 am
Rosaline arrived in her limo. The limo waited at the entrance for a minute while she finished lacing up her AT's. She wasn't gonna come to a supposed tournament without them. Not to mention she was preparing for some real s**t to go down. She pulled out her bottle of pain killers and unscrewed the cap. She popped a few in her mouth and took a drink from the glass. She had a feeling she was going to need these. Hopefully, it wouldn't be too bad but she didn't hold her breath. "Keep close, just in case I need to leave. This whole thing feels dodgy." She did one last check of her outfit making sure her braces were holding her stockings up properly. When it satisfied her she exited the limo. Heading to the entrance she was glad to see they were not going to force her to wait in a queue. That would have rubbish.
Rosaline entered the location and pulled out her invitation. The lady who seemed to take the invitations looked at her and she responded almost immediately. "Bloody Hell, have you had your gander? I'm quite proper, posher than required but that is exactly how a Princess should be. Parts, that is the little passcode. Putting it on the invitation is a real c**k-up, anyone can just nick it and suddenly they get in. " With that she left the women and entered into the party leaving the women before she could even get in any other words. She looked around at some of the other people then looked to see where the food was at. She was feeling slightly peckish.
Tricks:
Stamina: 40/40 50/50 Reserves Wear: 0%
AP: 90 R.E.A.D β [285] β Acceleration:[100] β Battle Strength:[100] β Stamina:[40]+[50 Stat Boost] β Jump:[40] β Air Time:70
Yujin didn't normally like going to parties since there were so many people around, but she had gotten an invitation to go so she might as well show up. Can't let something she got for free just go to waste after all, once she got to the entrance she was stopped by one of the hosts as she was asked for the password. "P..Password?" She muttered confused as she didn't know they needed a password to get in, starting to panic she dug in her bag and on her phone trying to figure out what the password was. "U..uhm one moment I have it here somewhere." Eventually she showed the person at the entrance her pass as she gave it another read through then muttered. "Um parts was it?" She said as the person at the door moved aside letting her in, she quickly thanked and apologized to her as she entered into the party. Walking in she looked around to see music, food, and drinks on the floor as well as different types of people around. She didn't do so well with crowds so she moved towards the corner of the party room as she didn't want to put too much attention to herself. She honestly only came because a lot of riders were going to be there, possibly she could get some contacts from tuners so she could use her delivery service with them. Or possibly see some friends or make new friends if that was possible; she decided to go over to a table to pick up a cup of coke and a small plate of treats. Going back to her corner she sat down on a chair and just watched the party goers come in and talk among themselves, she hoped that no one made a scene with her.
Stepping out her candy red BMW, she handed her keys to the valet. "Take good care of her." She said as she walked up to the entrance. "Miss Melrose. Happy to see you are here. Let me escort you to the VIP section." The security guard said. "Oh, no silly passwords to get in." she said in a sarcastic tone. "No madame. You are an honored guest." He said as he continued to walk her over to the roped of section of the grand hall. There was a table with two names on it. One was hers and there was another she didn't bother to read. Taking her seat, she saw the hall was filling up nicely.Being severed drinks and food, she was enjoying herself. In all honesty, she was wondering why she was invited to attend this social. Sonya had a little bit of a theory as to why she was here. New company=needs money. Sonya=money. Invite the woman who will give our company money to the party. Taking off her fur wrap, she would cross her legs. The other name tag on the table was making her curious, but she re-framed from touching it. "I wonder when I get to meet the CEO of this company." She mumbled under her breath. Paying more attention, there were others in this section with her. Some of them were looking at her, but she stayed to herself.
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Artemis walked casually through the party despite feeling a little out of place. Her eyes taking in her surroundings trying to see if she recognized anyone there that could give her a hint what it was all for. Perhaps her brother was the reason they were both there? He had gotten into storm riding much faster than her after all, and he most likely would know what was going on. Where is he? While being late wasn't unusual for him, he hadn't helped with the moving either and generally he was there for her when she asked. Something must have come up. I bet he got in trouble again... he better have pummeled the other b*****d! An odd reaction to have at the idea of her brother in trobule? If one were to know this family it would not be odd at all. Apollo was known for having getting in all sorts of trouble for all sorts of reasons, some of them more justified then others, and she had merely learned to get used to it. Artemis's fingers tapped the phone in the skirt of her pocket but never removed it. He was sure to be fine, he always made it out. She was at a party after all, may as well enjoy it.
"Now... where is the free food...." Having been hard at working carrying boxed for most of the day she was quite famished. The girl needed food before she began to get irritable.
"What lovely ears..."
Simple words but they hit her like lightning, all thoughts of food fading away instantly as she turned to face the girl who was complimenting her. Ah, praise, Artemis' greatest weakness. A blush formed on her cheeks as she feigned a bit of a sheepish smile. While some of her actions were honest, she was being a little dramatic with her responses, after all, it typically helped lead to more praise. "Thank you. I did try for convincing. It is quite amusing to freak some people out in thinking they are real rabbit ears despite just being all mechanical underneath~." Artemis chuckled recalling some old folks odd gaze. People sometimes thought she was some weird freak experiment. With the way the world was, who knew, people did all sorts of cosmetic changes, why not something animalistic?
"They are a headband. Very fine one. Helps blend with the hair." The young woman did ponder removing the ears to show her more closely but that would require 'unplugging' them from her implants and that was always a little awkward and left her ears ringing for a while, something she was going to have to fix with the next upgrade.
"So... know where the food is?" Straight to the point. Her stomachs soft growls were a reminder of her earlier objective. Very little would keep her from food long and a conversation could always happen over a meal.
Hm. A Party. How long had she been invited to one of these kind of places? The last time had to have been at least.. a few months? Perhaps more? Therese was mildly surprised she had even arrived to the function, almost having thrown the invitation into the trash.The temptation had been there, that much she could not lie to herself about. It was more about the tournament there had been rumors of, that had piqued her interest in the first place. Whether she was actually going to participate or not, or if it was actually a sure thing, that was another story altogether. From the theme being "business-casual," that surely had no assurity there was actually going to be one. At least the theme could easily fit with some of her wardrobe as it sits with the most possible color schemes. Monochrome schemes had their perks indeed. Supposed tournament aside, it would at least benefit a nice change of pace. A few weeks she had been spending her time either training herself on her feet coordination, or helping her parents with their store. Seeing as this had been mere free time on her part, how could she truly say no? "Hmph..."
Having made way towards the entrance, after careful speculation, Therese had finally been able to make herself known to her full arrival. Wearing her Air treks, she had chosen a white dress with a long dark blue tie and belt added for color. Keeping her hair down in its beautiful silver gleam, there were three pins keeping her bangs swept to the side, showing off her bright blue eyes. Under the dress were a pair of black spandex leggings, customed from the upper thigh down to looking like pantyhose. Keeping her steps intuned with the music she could hear, she had her invitation at the ready, holding it out for the ones in charge of the doors. The look on her face could have easily been mistaken as an expression of cold. Eyes narrowed, naturally pouty lips, it would have been easy to misunderstand. Only had she spoken her naturally soft tone, had her expression changed to a more calming presentation."The password you speak of is parts... If I may be frank... A simple enough name to use, although much too easy. I must recommend a suggestion for your proprietors of this establishment... Maybe use a tougher word for a password. Anyone could easily claim to have lost their invitations, while knowing the password all the more. How easy such fragments of paper can get lost in the mail, or rather... Lost on the way to locations of interest." Not even holding back a syllable of truth, Therese broke into a whimsical smile just then, finishing her words. "Just some food for thought. Enjoy your evening." Casually, she swept through into the building, taking note of those already there. Among those considered unimportant, her interests were always of... Eccentric value. The woman in a color scheme of grey and black. Simply matching to coordination of the event, with a good match to her lovely hair. Approval. Then there was the young woman wearing a sleeveless white dress with tennis shoes. Interesting, though the ears made her wonder if they were rightly considered towards casual. Either they were allowed the ears, or the attendees at the door were more incompetent than she had believed them already to be. The woman was wonderful, compared to the bright pink hair of a wilding bothering alongside them. Good god the world was indeed losing it's touch, if they were going to allow such pinkyness. They were uninteresting. NEXT. "hmmm...." Eyes sweeping through the crowds, she had busied herself with grabbing a beverage, standing to the nearest free well with the fluted glass gently swerving her drink in circles. From her new stand point, there was the boy with dark blue hair. He seemed dressed fir the occasion, though was unsure if he had something around his neck or not. The angle was a little off. At least upon sighting the woman with beautiful dark skin and black hair had Therese managed to capture a look of admiration to the hazel hues she contained, carrying utter mystery. She only could assume the woman and her companion were scoping everyone for shits and giggles as she was currently doing. That would definitely pay off, to seeing pretty crimson eyes coming through the door, with the largest amount of flowing pigtails she had seen in such a long time, carrying a bit of a haughty presence. That was no business for Therese to judge. Who else could she somewhat spot???
Ah. another one with pinkish relatable hair. That was all she could see of the individual, who had poste haste made her way across the place. Perhaps shy, or like Therese, had forced themself to join and arrive. Hm. Watching people around had been turning into a boring segment. That was only after one more person of curiosity for her had graced the room, in a pink and black dress. Like a few others, quite a few were familiar, as if a sense of deja vu was taking hold. This final one however, was leaving that deja vu times a hundred into her head. So much, that she had to keep her attention to her drink. "Where have I seen that woman? Most of the others... They do seem to be familiar as well... Most. *Sigh* At least there are free food and beverages... Plus... Quite the variety of people. One must delve into socializing at one point. Timing oneself... I must rather time. I know not of the full details... Watch carefully...." An easy accomplishment, as the woman had such a trait. Patience. Observation. Scoping out all around to as many as her icey hues can handle.
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Road info:
Road: Lather Rank: B Alias: Nightingale Shadow: Nightingale Race: Human TOTAL AP: 12/15
β Air Tracks: Mystogan βΊ A pair of white and light grey lace designed tri wheeled AT's that possess an elegant appearance. There's a small apple decal on the heel of the right Air trek.
Rosaline was looking around at all the prospects. At the moment the ratio of females to males was skewed in favour of females. That did not make her unhappy though. She liked females just as much as she did males. What she was looking for was something interesting. There was one lass that seemed to be doing something similar to herself. She had noticed the girl's eyes fall on her and she was not going to stay over here. She would lock eyes for a brief second. The girl had some pretty blue eyes the opposite colour of hers. It was interesting and she wanted to go meet this stranger She would forgo the sweets for a moment and speak to the girl. Walking over her heels clicked on the ground. With a simple movement, she'd lose the heals and the red heels and bust out her AT's if needed. Better to not think about how that worked, technology was a b***h after all. For now, it was the heels that would remain. Once she was nice and close to Therese she spoke though she had a feeling the girl would expect her after that locking of eyes. "I can better see those brilliant blue eyes of yours. I could not help but notice your eyes wandering towards me. You may now appreciate me up close and personal." She held out her hand to Therese. She was expecting a kiss on her as proper custom dictated though it was a nobility thing in Britain so she was unsure if the stranger would understand. A girly smile formed as she held out her hand though.
Rosaline then spoke to introduce herself to the stranger. She knew her customs though speaking in English might not be the best opener in this country but if she could not understand it she'd just have to say it again in Japanese. She was quite fluent had to be as a diplomat. "Princess Rosaline Windsor of Wessex, the thirteenth in the line of succession to the British throne and official diplomat of Britain to Japan. I would very much like to hear your name." She watched Therese with those pretty crimson eyes of hers. She was certainly dressed like a Princess way too fancy for a business casual party. The haughty presence was certainly there though it made more sense considering the title she had just spoken.
Tricks:
Stamina: 40/40 50/50 Reserves Wear: 0%
AP: 90
R.E.A.D β [285] β Acceleration:[100] β Battle Strength:[100] β Stamina:[40]+[50 Stat Boost] β Jump:[40] β Air Time:70
In silence she watched as guests entered, she took notes and on ocassion an image of someone walking in. Every good blog needed photos! She wasn't going to be able to use her photos from the party so stalkers photos were going to have to suffice. Problem was, how would she take photos of others entering once she herself was inside? She had a simple solution. Before coming she had purchased a cheap camera with a 2 hour battery life. At this moment she was working on hiding it in some bushes in the distance so no one would know it was there. She would come get it after the event and then submit her findings to her blog! The world deserved to know who the best dressed was!
Still with a little bit of time she quickly tapped on the somewhat holographic screen of her phone working up a post before her classmate arrived. Just as she hit send she heard his voice behind her giving her quite the jump.
"Alrightβ¦. Lets get in and get this over with. As for you. Don't open up your mouth. Just take the damn photos or you'll embarrass us and the school. We are trying to become professionals" it would seem he was not fond of his classmate. She wasβ¦. Quite the weirdo socially.
Saluting playfully she nodded and imitated an iconic robotic voice. "Rodger Rodger." this did little to help. He rolled his eyes with a sigh and they bother entered showing their special "news" passes. They were exempt from the password but they were given a strict walk down of how they were expected to behave.
Camera in her hand she began to look for anything of interest once she walked in. Her eyes were quick to fall on the one and only Dannis. Of course she already knew the woman was at the party having seen her walk in, but as a photographer for the event she was quick to snap a picture. What a celebrity! And she was within such a close distance! Perhaps the womans charm would rub off on Kristine and make her less... well... Kristine....
================= Natsumi Yukihara ================= "Expect the unexpected~!"
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Oh my~! Had she startled the girl!? Natsumi could have sworn she had seen a jolt of sorts. Hmmm~? Perhaps she was wrong. Whatever action she was able to read, it at least had a result of positivity~! The blush of her companion had to have been a sure sign of that!! Goody~! Positivity was a good thing, There was also more to the relief, as she had been so glad to see she could make another person smile. This would be even more so as her companion had spoken of quite the brilliant practical joke. This dramatic flair of mischief and adorable chuckling had Artemis receiving quite the laughter from Natsumi. "Ah- AHAHAHAHAHAHAH~!!!!!! That is awesome!!!!" Such bravado of her own accord, there was no hiding that entertained laughter. Woo! Someone that could make this party more lively~! The imagery of people inspecting the ears and jumping, and more so, fainting at the very prospect had left her to tears. She was unable to hide the wonderment in her eyes, the green hues glittering with approval, hands moving as she spoke with complete spontaneous gestures. "That is utterly genius~!!!! I can see this Soo much!! Just like "Oh my are those real miss?" A twitch of the ear, and then a "Kyahhh~!" Ahahahahah!!! Do you do this often? I bet you could cause such mischief. I definitely had to ask! They were much convincing and I must say Brava~!!! Brava~!" She was indeed being too much into this prank, so much she had just about choked on the lollipop in her mouth. The moment the candy had hit the back of her throat, she had to look away a moment to hold in a gagging noise. "Ugh..... B...Bad candy. Don't kill me in this kind of swanky establishment.... Sheesh! So sorry!" A quick scolding that had led to her whipping her head back to Artemis.
Conversation topic switching to the true facts, Natsumi could finally calm herself down to .... Normal? She had missed lunch due to taking a shift for a coworker beforehand, and the aroma of food in the air had a sure sign there was something in this place that was digestible. "I did see those tiny, itty bitty sandwiches on passing, but I wonder where the jackpot of all edibles can be found. Maybe... Maybe there past the tubby guy in the sweater vest!! Wait that is stereotyping... Ahem.... I-I think we can find it easily. I want to guess a big, giiiiant table, completely chucking food like a bunch of fireworks trying to light up before our eyes~!"
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