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Tonbo Nayuki ([info]kleinevidan) wrote in [info]disappear_rpg,
@ 2009-08-29 08:16:00

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Entry tags:nayuki, seiji, toru, toshimi

The Inconvenienced Store
Who: Open to Everyone
What: Food Trip
Where: Your Local Convenience Store
When: Weekend Afternoon
Why: People need to get out more!


Another job well-done, today. Nayuki thought to himself as he rode homeward on his bicycle. Taking the Sunday routes in his part-time-job netted him extra pay and, upon seeing a convenience store up ahead, he decided to do some quick groceries. Slowing down to a halt, he parked the bike against the electric post, looping the chainlock around it before retrieving his bag from the bike's rear compartment. As he started compiling a list in his head for things to get, he kept gently stomping on the sidewalk to keep his legs from suddenly giving out on him. With that done, he walks into the convenience store and is immediately greeted by the clerks behind the counter and register. He smiles and greets back before going through the entire store's layout. Let's see what we have here... He grabs a small basket and quickly heads for the bread section in the corner, whistling along to the tune being played in the store.


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Re: Eh? What is it this time?!
[info]2dbeauty
2009-09-02 06:57 pm UTC (link)
Toru didn't have much need to continue shopping; he'd so far picked out every item he'd need for at least a week. But something told him it would be worth it to wait for Nayuki and Toshimi. The male upperclassman in particular was looking around, seemingly suspicious of something. Maybe he'd noticed Seiji. But noticing all of this left Toru rather distracted, and he nearly jumped when Nayuki nudged him.

"Ah! Oh, er, uh... I guess it does... I-I mean, I don't really know that much about perfume or anything... but it, uh, smells nice, I guess..." What was the transfer student getting at?

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Re: Eh? What is it this time?!
[info]thrown_to_winds
2009-09-03 05:25 am UTC (link)
"If you say so..." Now that the Pocky had been discussed, she didn't think she would be able to refuse. It was easier just to play along with it; maybe it was Nayuki's way of trying to buy himself into being part of the "group" of Nanakamado students. Toshimi looked towards Toru and back down at herself. If that was his intention, he certainly picked two strange people to try it with.

In response to the perfume debate, she didn't especially care what either of them meant by it. "What a nice thing to say," she said to the both of them, "Thanks."

Toshi put a box of curry powder in her basket and moved around the corner to an aisle close to the front of the store, where rice was on sale. At least rice was simple enough that she could easily pick the cheapest and put it in her shopping basket. She caught up with Nayuki in the aisle he was in and said, "I'll send you an e-mail about the game at your school address, Tonbo-san." She took an item from the shelf in front of him and looked down into her basket. Toshimi would have liked to cook with some fresh ingredients, but they were much pricier in the city--so processed food it was. At least curry and rice would be better than instant noodles all the time. She walked over to the refrigerated shelf, directly across from the end of the aisle they were in, and picked up a small package of ground pork. It was more cost-effective to buy in larger packages but Toshimi didn't expect to be able to finish a larger package before it spoiled. She had everything she was planning to buy, and Toru seemed to be finished as well. "What are you looking for, Tonbo-san?" she asked cheerfully.

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Oh, huh?
[info]kleinevidan
2009-10-15 01:21 am UTC (link)
There it is again. Why am I getting the heebie-jeebies?!

Taking one last look towards the general direction that his head's been nagging at him, Nayuki finally gave up and shrugged in reply, "Nothing, I suppose. I've gotten what I came for." Slinging the basket over one arm, he gestures Toru and Toshimi to the cash register's direction. "I guess we should head over to check-out. I'll get us some drinks as well." He tapped his heels against the floor a few times, trying to slow down the stiffening sensation that's creeping up his legs after the long day of cycling. He soon follows the two to the counter, presenting their baskets for the clerk to punch in. As they waited, he pulled out his mobile phone and pressed a few keys. "Before I completely forget... here." He flips the cell's display to face both Toru and Toshimi, "Though you can both reach me through the school's server, it'll be faster if you sent it through my e-mail address."

The clerk cheerfully announces the amount to be paid and asks Nayuki if he had anything more to add. "Just three Mojo-Gulps to go, please." He pulls out his wallet and pays for his groceries & the three large tumblers that they can fill-up at the soda fountain in the corner. Handing one tumbler each to Toru and Toshimi, he grins, "These babies help me survive long bike-routes. Have either of you tried them before?"

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