poly_chromatic | 9 ☽ ACTION ☾ TIME FOR TEA

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9 ☽ ACTION ☾ TIME FOR TEA

[ There appears to be a new worker at the Jasmine Dragon. Immaculately dressed with clean makeup, she's an enthusiastic waitress with a flawless smile. It isn't Berthier, of course, but a young brunette with strangely empty eyes. Her name is Yasmine; does anyone remember hiring her? ]

[ She's an efficient worker, that Yasmine, but everyone who leaves one of her tables seems to be leaving with a rain cloud over their heads. Must be a hard day in the city. ]

[[ooc; This is a post for Berthier's Dark Energy Scheme, which you are still welcome to participate and sign up for. In this post, you will be able to interact with Yasmine (

timefor) and grow suspicious of her. You're also very welcome & encouraged to threadjack away and interact with our victims. Confrontation of the droid at the end of the month on the log comm.]]

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[This would be the first time he's contacted someone unsolicited, but it's -- fine, right? She offered. Sort of.]

Hello? [Is there some protocol for greetings on these things? ~~He doesn't even have phones back home okay~~] This is Zelgadis, we spoke twice before... [In case his distinctive voice wasn't a clue.]

[Unfortunately for Zel, he catches Uhura before she's taken in the dark energy. She sounds (and is!) pleased to hear from him.]

Of course! I'm glad you called. How are you?

[He nearly sighs in relief. She's so good at not being awkward.]

Managing. This place is different, but it's not really that different at the core of things... [work, money, lodging. Avoid people as best he can.]

[He clears his throat, realizing with some embarrassment that he's rambling.] I was hoping you wouldn't mind helping me with something. I want to search for some information but I don't understand much of the vernacular when it comes to technology. [And it might hold some hope for him, who knows?] If -- the offer's still open, that is.

[A born charmer, she is.]

I'd be happy to. I work most days at the Welcome Center.

Or if you'd like, we can meet at the Jasmine Dragon. I've always found good food makes studying easier.

The tea house? [He's been covertly exploring. Eh, whatever, and the sooner the better. Except for the obvious problem, of course...] That's fine.

[A pause as he debates mentioning his condition before he goes. It would probably be wise -- but she seems to used to dealing with 'different' people, and the irrational part of him (yes, it exists) doesn't want to make it a big thing when it's entirely possible she could not bat an eye. She seems that type...]

When did you have in mind?

I'm here right now, if you're free.

[The smile is evident in his voice, but he tries to keep his nerves out of it.] I am. I don't have much to do here so far.

So I'll... be there in a bit.

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See you soon.

[Unfortunately, by the time he arrives, she'll have had her tea and be in a foul temper.]

[It's habit to wear his hood and mask in public, and so he's well covered as he enters the teahouse. Aside from his shadowed eyes, the only visible piece of his skin are what his fingerless gloves leave uncovered. Being well-covered by a belted tunic doesn't hide his lithe build, though his booted steps are strangely heavy for someone his size. He carries a sword, double edged, and has a long cape -- instantly identifiable as a sorcerer.]

[A glance around doesn't give him an immediate clue where Nyota might be, so he takes a breath and steps over to someone who looks to be an employee and asks about what sort of teas they offer. His voice will give him away even quicker than the cliche magician's clothing.]

[Uhura is on her second cup of chai and feeling foul. How long is he going to take?! It's almost a relief to hear his voice.

Almost. She's still pretty cranky.

Coming up behind him -]

Zelgardis?

[Her voice immediately strikes chords of relief and anxiety. But he came all the way here, and it's not like he can hide from everyone forever.]

[Zelgadis turns, and hooks a finger around his mask to drop it. Slowly, as if making an admission of guilt.] You must be Nyota.

[She arches an eyebrow at him. The stony skin doesn't bother her, but the mask is weird.]

Took you long enough.

[...huh? He didn't think he'd taken that long, though he did hesitate a moment or two for obvious reasons. Enough to make someone as calm as Nyota this mad, though?]

Uh -- sorry. [he's more bemused than ashamed, though.] I didn't mean to disrupt you too much. [And hadn't she said she was free?]

Whatever. Have a seat, Stony.

[And now less bemusement and more glaring. He's offended, surprised, and more than a little disappointed for getting his hopes up about someone intelligent and easy to talk to being just like everyone else. But the way he deals with those things from normal people is to recede into the comfort of his stoic persona which he does in a seamless shift between one blink and the next.]

Excuse me?

What, are you stone deaf? Sit down.

[Given full clarity that it wasn't some slip of the tongue or misunderstanding, Zelgadis swaps his surprise for anger (because shocked hurt never does any good at all).] The hell I will. So much for being tolerant of differences.

[A quick flick of his hood has it in place again as he turns on his heel and stalks out of the tea shop. No chance to catch him just outside either; he takes to the air right off. That's quite enough dealing with people for one day.]

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