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lastgirlonearth (lastgirlonearth) wrote in not_honest,
@ 2008-04-18 20:47:00

Entry tags:

felicity o'hanlon, jean-julian alexandre marais, open

Who: Felicity, open
Where: Scrawls
When: Friday, early afternoon.

"Are you aware of the evil that lurks in our city, hiding behind the guise of humanity?"

"Am I... what?" Felicity looked up and blinked at the guy at the counter, waiting to place his order. She was so startled, she almost burned herself with hot water, glaring at him as she messed up the drink she was currently working on. "What is that, some neo-goth version of asking if I've accepted Christ as my personal savior?"

"Have you?" The guy looked at her rather ernestly, and she just lifted a brow as she looked at him. He was a prep, but other than that he was kind of cute... before he opened his mouth, it seemed. She'd peg him at about 21, 22... and not the crazy sort. Just proved it took all kinds. She lifted her finger to hussh any further questions for now, and finished the drink she was making, handing it over to the waiting customer before turning back to crazy!guy.

"I don't generally consider that a worthy topic of discussion... What can I get you?"

"you don't believe. I could show you things. Secrets best left kept... horrors that should never be seen by the innocent. What would you say if presented with proof that the stuff of stories is real? Demons, Vampires..."

"Well, I'd probably ask a demon what he wanted to order... and I'd apologize to a vampire for not serving his drink of choice. So... what is your drink of choice?"

"Ahh... mocking what we do not know."

"Seriously? I'm a barrista. I serve coffee. I serve coffee when people order it. What do you want?"

"What would you say if I told you I wanted to save you?"

"... Seriously."

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payup
2008-04-21 07:29 am UTC (link)

Coffee. Scout needed coffee. It was, in her estimation, entirely too early to be awake--but then, she worked and partied all night and slept all day, so her mornings tended to start at four in the afternoon. She'd woken up only a little while ago and zombied her way through her routine before deciding that she needed some goddamn caffeine immediately before she fell asleep for another six hours.

She was annoyed, to say the least, when the dick in front of her in the queue started going on and on about 'evil' and 'saving' and all that sort of shit. Demons, vampires... She set her jaw, annoyed. There was a little part of her, used to those midnight romps under the full moon, that wanted to bite his face off. This was probably also the lack of caffeine speaking.

"Oi, Van Helsing," she piped up, "maybe instead of wasting the pretty lady's time you can ramble at the homeless blokes down the block. I'm sure they've got loads of crackpot theories to trade with you. Fuck off, eh?"

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lastgirlonearth
2008-04-22 02:28 am UTC (link)

She stifled a laugh as she glanced at chick behind the freak, then looked back at Mr. Weirdo once again as he continued to ramble.

"Look... you're not going to order, so you have to leave, or I call the police."

"Fine, I'll have a regular coffee..."

"No can do... we're all out."

"There's a pot right there!"

"That's... for caffeine bombs."

"But you have it there."

"Look... do you see drip on the menu? No. We don't have what you want, so go."

"But..."

"Fine. I can make you a caffeine bomb, sans espresso... is that what you want?"

"Yes."

She turned, grabbed a cup and poured it about 3/4 of the way with the drip coffee and slammed a lid on the top, handing it to the guy. "4 pounds 80."

"For regular coffee?"

"... for a caffeine bomb. It's what you ordered."

Felicity smirked as he pulled out a 5 pound note, and she had the 20p ready to hand back to him, watching him grumble his way to a corner table. After making sure he wasn't going to bother anyone else, she turned to the blond who was behind him, and just smiled.

"What can I get you?"

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payup
2008-05-01 09:11 pm UTC (link)

She remained tense until Whatshisface the loony preacher guy finally left, stiff with a clenched jaw until he was gone. And then she softened and gave the poor barista he'd been badgering a polite smile.

"You know, now that I think about it, something that implies a literal barrage of caffeine is pretty much exactly what I need. I'll take a caffeine bomb. Unless," she glanced at the menu, "you have something else more likely to make me vibrate through the walls."

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lastgirlonearth
2008-05-02 02:01 am UTC (link)

"Mmm... If you want to vibrate through walls? I've got something better than a caffeine bomb. It takes afew minutes, but it's worth the wait..."

She grinned, and stepped over to the coffee machines, humming happily as she turned the water line off of one of the machines, adding water from a bottle into the well reservoir. While the water heated, she packed two filters with coffee, loading one into the machine, then pulled two shots of espresso, immediately loading the other basket and pulling another two. All four shots were added to a large cup, the entire concoction topped off with drip coffee. She added a lid, then handed it over to her customer.

"That... is a nuclear caffeine bomb. Guaranteed to give you the jitters, unless you're a hardcore addict."

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	payup 2008-05-03 07:00 am UTC (link)
	She eyes the drink, taking the cup and sighing in evident satisfaction. She can smell it quite clearly. "You, my good madame," she says with good humour, "are a goddess of some sort." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	lastgirlonearth 2008-05-05 02:46 am UTC (link)
	"The trick? Caffeinated water." She laughed, quite pleased that the customer was satisfied... and not telling her she was in danger of losing her should or whatever rot the other guy had been spouting off about. "I am, aren't I? It's on the house... It's bad enough I have to listen to the freaks occasionally, no one else should have to." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

payup
2008-05-05 06:46 am UTC (link)

She sipped the drink, savouring the warmth as it trickled down her throat and anticipating the caffeine buzz that would surely follow. And if it was free that was even better. "My sincerest thanks, love."

She grinned, a genuine smile, at the other woman. "Poor thing, I can sympathize. At least at my job we've got bouncers to take care of the real pieces of work. Ah, well, takes all kinds, eh?"

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	lastgirlonearth 2008-05-05 10:33 pm UTC (link)
	"For some reason they just don't seem to offer Bouncers to coffee shops... And I've got a couple of months yet until they let me start Mixology." She leaned forward on the counter, chin propped up on her palms. "So what do you do?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	payup 2008-05-13 09:27 pm UTC (link)
	"That's a damn shame. It's my opinion any business is improved with the addition of large burly men whose job it is to kick the arses of troublemakers." She nodded and moved to the side a little in case anyone wanted to get in the queue to order. "Oh, I dance at the Secrets in Hammersmith." She sipped her drink again. Well. Someone's not shy at all. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	lastgirlonearth 2008-05-14 01:26 am UTC (link)
	"Ooooh." She nodded authoritatively... she'd heard of the place... sort of. "I'm going to think they probably get a bit rowdier there then here. I can always just switch them to decaf without them knowing. Like that guy." She nodded her chin towards the freak. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

payup
2008-05-16 11:23 pm UTC (link)

"I can't imagine you get TOO many creeps during the day, yeah," she said, thoughtfully and somewhat amused, imagining most of the creepy-ass perverts she got at HER job harassing innocent baristas. It had been so long since she'd held a "normal" job that she'd almost forgotten what regular people acted like.

She eyed the freaky preacher man. "That guy really takes the cake, though."

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lastgirlonearth
2008-05-16 11:43 pm UTC (link)

"Oh... they get weirder. Well maybe not. Most of the crazies you can tell by looking... you think tinfoil hats are a joke until you see them. I swear the only thing that keeps them away from here really is that our coffee costs to much for your random conspiracy theorist. Usually I get sucked into discussions on saving my soul from Jesus. Vampires though. That's just... Gah. Sorry. I talk a lot. Oyu just want coffee."

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	payup 2008-05-20 08:51 pm UTC (link)
	She laughed a little. "It's all right, it isn't like I've got anywhere to be." "Saving your soul from Jesus? That's a little worrying. Like he's pulled a 180 and now he's going around sucking out people's souls." She tapped her chin. "Vampires is new, yeah." (Reply to this) (Parent)