Private - Hot hot buns

_____So many things have changed in Kaede’s life since she started playing the game and thinking over it all she felt it was time to try and settle some of the old ghost that haunted her. Hands rubbing against white towel as she overlooked the next chapter of her life in the game, her own restaurant. Sure she had one in real life and only worked as the manager, but here she planned to work on all the different fields, cooking and serving guest mostly if she had the time and could do it. But for now she was going to use the place as a meeting room while it was still not a fully known place.

_____Today she would be trying to settle two of the larger issues from her past, the sour events her other persona had caused a girl named @Vivian Cruz and the unfollowed events with her punisher and mistress @Lucia Mierz or so she hoped. Each would get a brief message asking them to come to dormont and find the small restaurant ‘Maid maiden’ (Name pending) so they could talk about things that happen. This was Kaede mostly hoping that maybe by confronting things in her past she can either get her other persona to stop acting out, or find a way to bridge the two and be only herself.

_____It was a long shot no doubt, but as she turned and got the scent of burning she rushed off into the kitchen to make sure it was not her bread sticks. Sure she had some temporary help but they had yet to arrive and she still needed to prep some of the food herself due to the time it takes them to cook. Scarlet frame rushing around the open view kitchen area as the girl tried to get things ready for the first day of opening. This was not to be the official opening, but rather a test day to see what and where Kaede would need to focus. Hands holding a large tray of bread as she rushed back across the kitchen, the front door open and ready for the first guest to arrive, or hopefully the workers.
@Comet

 

Eyes flickered at her mailbox and the name. Her lips curled into a snicker about what this was all about. Was she trying to get her alone or something? Perhaps to cause the older female more problems no doubt. Sighing, Vivian reluctantly opened the mail and read the contents. Her eyes squinted as she read and took a deep breath. She placed one hand on her head and began to run the circles of a headache out. If she was opening a restaurant, that means there is a good chance alcohol will be served and she will be needing more than plenty to get through the door.

Standing up straight as a mature lady, Vivian decided to let it drop though the curse remained, perhaps she could get Kaede to release the curse herself instead of Vivian doing it. This way, she would not have to give into the temptation. But then on the other hand, there was this perplexe shell that was of her former self. The last time this happened, the woman Kaede was not of herself and even had no idea of the instances between the two.

"I wonder which one she will be today?" Vivian thought out loud. But she had found herself moving absent mindedly towards the place of interest. Her sultry walk continued, her hands swinging slightly side to side as she moved with that robust hip sway, gathering the eyes and attention of those who wandered by. If anything, it was a fun exercise. The Lady Malefimancer moved with fluidity of the wind as she made her way towards the establishment.

Bright gemstone cold blue eyes swept the area of the city until her nose caught whiff of a pleasant scent. Was she running a bakery of sorts? All those carbs...Vivian thought as she shook her head. She moved with the same grace towards the entrance, rapping against the open door, "Hello? Anyone home?" Vivian had let herself in, the place was quiet with no customers. Was she the only one? Moving with a strut, the busty woman bound for a chair to sit in. She took a gander around and nodded her head, "Doesn't seem like a trap so far. I don't sense any ill magic either, but then again, she was a crafty woman. There could be poison in the food...or the wine."

Vivian was suspicious of this crimson girl, then she sat down, folded her arms and waited for the woman to reveal herself.

 

Rather than spend gold Comet made her way around through acts of persuasion or kindness in order to leech off of others whenever possible. She clung to her money the way she did in real life. Although, as Violet, there wasn't ever a need to be such a frugal woman. Getting whatever, whenever in contrast to working for pocket change gave Comet a sort of dislike in this area towards Terrasphere. At least, she thought, the work isn't actual work. There's a lack of stiffness in the legs, a mirror's reflection, and the degrading words of prideful parents. Trading a life's worth of internal misery for a few misadventures and quests had Comet grateful overall. Greed gnawed at her brain from time to time; the sensation could have her groaning over Terrasphere's system in seconds. Today, in particular, the pink-haired woman had to schmooze shop owners - real players and NPC alike - due to a Food and Water levels running noticeably low. Long legs carried her from location to location. A warm smile and bright eyes and rosy cheeks aided her presentation of innocence. Dramatizing hunger and thirst brought sympathy to some. Annoyance to others. Wrapping people around her finger, most of the time, deemed itself an easy conquest for the girl who faked all the confidence and joy that managed to win said people over.

A mass of purple locks - and mostly the to-be-envied figure - triggered Comet's memory. Her eyes caught the sign of the shop, that woman, was entering. Instead of jogging to catch up with the other she moved slowly. Nothing could be as awkward as approaching a potential stranger. However, she was almost positive the curves belonged to Vivian Cruz. Comet, at the thought of it, felt almost envious for the other seemed to hold a much more enticing aura and way with words. The pink-haired woman took a deep breath, fixed her attire straight, and ensured she had a specific persona worn over her regularly dull face; before entering the building. A pleasant smell wafted through the air and had Comet feeling lucky inside. Perhaps Vivian had led her to another free opportunity to obtain food from a willing cook. Even if that proved not to be the case here she had grasped a chance to get to speak to Vivian once more without the inner-workings of planning a carnival crowding their minds. A spark of excitement lit Comet's mind and reached her heart. With hands folded over one another, she approached with a small grin of sincerity, and stood before @Vivian Cruz's chosen table. "It's been a while," pink strands of hair were tucked behind an ear to distract Comet from the possibility that she could've easily been forgotten by now.

@Lucia Mierz @Kaede Hoshi