Open - Iván's Curry House | Page 3

Turning back to @Janet Reilly with curry on her chin, Majolica nodded her head.

"Hehehe, yep! You can do anything that you set your mind to in this world. Ivan opened a curry shop, I own a candy shop, hehe, though I've been to busy to open up the kiosk lately... hehehe, you just have to decide what you want, then do it! Hehehe, a macaroni place would make a killing..."

Thoughts of gooey golden macaroni danced through Majolica's head. That was something that this world definitely lacked, which was obviously a problem. It was a major part of the Grand Witch food groups. There was candy, mushroom, and then macaroni, though that really doesn't make a "pyramid" per say, and honestly is more of a rectangle. Whatever the case, macaroni direly needed in Terrasphere.

"Hehe, well since most of us are here anyway, where do we want to go camping. Hehehe, there's always the forest but after all the slime's, hehe, I figured you would have had your fill of forests. Hehehe, we can go up to the highlands for snow, hehe, it will be good cold weather training! Or the beach! The beach would be good for water training and for the naturmancers, it would be good training to figure out how to use your magic when there's not many plants around! Hehehe. Though, I guess that goes the same with a lot of snow. Hehehe, of course we'll be doing both eventually! Outings are fun and good experiences so I plan on doing a lot! It's just a question of which first... hehehe... either way, I'll be sure to make it fun and have some surprising challenges! Someone use your sticker to contact Brad, Haru, and Freija and see which they prefer to! We should make sure everyone gets a vote if they want one... hehehe!"

Majolica looked over both of her shoulders to make sure no one was listening in. Then motioning for everyone to huddle in, she spoke quietly.

"Hehe, right now I think we've got the makings of a good team, but we're definitely lacking in certain areas. If you meet some people that you think would go well with the group, hehe, bring them to my attention and maybe they'll want to join up. Don't worry though, they'll have to go through imitation just like each of you. Maybe some of you guys can even be a part of their invitation! Hehehe, that would be fun. I think right know, we could use an archer or maybe a wizard... hehehe. Majolica turned to @Iván Carl excitedly. Like you're little waitress girl, hehehe, what can she do? She doesn't look like much of a fighter, hehehe, but maybe she's a mage or something? Hehehe?"

Looking up, Majolica pointed at @Rias while attempting to be stealthy.

"Also, her, hehe, she's sitting all alone and has a bow and quiver. If we had a sniper, then we could have backline support picking off any would-be assassins! Hehehe! Remember, its our job to defend the realm, and bad guys always have sneaky types, which is why we also should have some counter-sneakies! Hehehe!"

Majolica at the archer again intently. If this was a manga or anime, the jiiiiiiii sound would probably be on full display. From what Majolica had noticed, the girl hadn't had her order taken yet. In fact, Majolica had missed her when she was going over all the people eating in the restaurant. That could be a useful talent, someone who wasn't easily noticed and blended it. An important skill for a sniper. Feeling satisfied, Majolica broke the huddle and continued speaking her in normal volume.

"Also, for the training... hehehe I forgot I had picked up some scrolls in my earlier adventuring days. I haven't tried translating them, hehehe, because they're in a weird language, but that might be a good thing to do! Out of the two scrolls that I picked up, one has something to do with black magic. Hehe, I'm the only one in the group that uses black magic, hehe, so I don't think it would be very helpful for anyone else, hehehe. But, hehehe, the other one is about illusion magic! Hehehe, that one would be very useful for Corvella and Ivan! Hehehe! There was also a nature based scroll, but since I couldn't use it, hehe, I gave it to the person I was exploring with. Butttt, hehehe, maybe I can contact her and ask if she wants to let us loan it! Hehehe, or even become a tutor! Hehehe, she's a powerful nature tree-mage, so there would be a lot you could learn form her! Also, hehe, I know you don't like the owl, but I think it would be good if you learned some of the owl's spells. Hehehe, he's actually pretty good at naturmancy and I can make sure he doesn't do anything dumb again... hehehe."

@Bradwynne @Corvella @Iván Carl @Haru @Janet Reilly @Freja Sitka

 

(@Grand Witch Majolica)

"Yeesh who knew witches were such killjoys eh Majo? Not that I wanna be cursed, anyhow."

Horizon shrugged as she sat in her chair. Ol' Majo seemed to be divided between talking to her posse and talking to her who was very well not sitting in with their verily little group. Horizon kept it that way. Rather promptly, her curry was delivered.

"Oooh, super prompto! Nice, but considering this is a foreign country I may have read somewhere that you're not supposed to tip! Ahaha! Just letting ya know that I'm much obliged! That's some pretty crazy good service! Keep up the good work! Ahahaha! Seriously though! This looks pretty super delicious!"

Horizon gave (@Darko Ljubicic) a thumbs up as he probably ignored her and went back to their duties. But how would the little lady in the fantastic suit of armor even consume her curry? With some goddamn science of course. Horizon sure as heck wasn't going to risk opening her helmet while she once again caught a faint whiff of what smelled like a sweat-crusted gym-sock, re-soaked in sweat, and then re-purposed as a 3rd day, no wash, jockstrap. Horizon didn't want to throw up all over her food. The very fact that it was seeping through her armor's air filter was quite enough indeed thank you very much!

With a *zzzzzt* a large metal straw slowly extended from the suit. And with a *Whiirrrrr* it began to suck up the curry sauce and blend the rice.

Wowza this actually aint half-bad. It's really good actually. I must be a genius for ordering this.

When the talks of a camping trip hit a lull around Majolica, Horizon continued talking to her.

"See, that's where ya veered off to someplace strange Majo~ I may have broken the jars, but you're the one that ate the pickles old sport."

Horizon chuckled.

"So your justice is a sham. If it was a romance it'd be a shotgun wedding. But you do you, I aint got any fingers in that pie, ya hear?"

Slightly turning her head, Horizon held up both her hands in two cute separate thumbs ups as her straw continued to do its mechanical work.

 

Maeve seemingly sweatdropped as she looked at @Rias, noticing that she smothered herself over the counter, talked to herself, and then went up to @Iván Carl.

"Did I miss her presence..? How could I?!" Maeve sulked. The first day she was already late, and she also failed to notice the presence of a customer! How shameful... Probably.

'I mean.. I wasn't told to serve her, was I? I was told to tend to the astronaut and the red-haired woman.. does that sound rude? I sure hope not.'

She sighed, not wanting to interrupt their conversation, so she went inside the kitchen, just browsing around for a mere minute and coming back out to the dining section. Seeing the group, she shrugged and stood by the entrance, waiting. Meanwhile, her thoughts drifted.

'I wonder how this would end up. This game is pretty new to me, so I need to get a feel for the game while I'm still new... I need to explore a little bit, but maybe later. For now, I should focus on my job.'

Her mind cleared up as her orbs looked at the finer details of the restaurant. The place looked like a home in her perspective. She liked to think of the crew members as family, but she would never say it aloud, would she now? Family... how she missed that word already. Whatever, she needs to work. Not like she's really doing anything for now.

'I wonder what the boss would think if I suggested ways to advertise the place... perhaps after work or during a staff meeting.'

 

@HORIZON

"Well, who knew all Space Goblins were born troublemakers! Hehehe! And that's where you're wrong! I did indeed ate the pickles, but I payed for them after! Hehehe, and I took a dangerous criminal off their hands after paying for pickles. So really, I did them two favors! Hehehe, and I'll have you know that I gave them more money than the pickles would have been worth! So they could now go and buy at least two pickle jars for the price they got for one! Or pickle jars and diapers! A pickle jar and whatever they wanted! Hehehe, and on top of that, I also got rid of the lowly villain causing trouble in their town! If anything, hehehe, I, Grand Witch Majolica left them in a better place than they were before they met me! Hehehe, it's the right thing to do! Like when you borrow someone's lawn mower, you should return it in better condition than it came in when you first borrowed it!

Majolica looked confused for a moment.

"Hehehe, I don't know about any pie. Hehe, do they serve pie here?"

Apparently, Majolica wasn't accustomed to southernisms, though she did desperately want a straw like HORIZION had.

Looking for a waiter, Majolica spotted a nervous looking waitress hustling from table to table. Majolica called over to her (@Maeve Lox ) from her place. She wanted a straw, and when she got it, she would make it much, much cooler looking than the Space Goblin's. She couldn't afford to lose her galactic rival, especially on Witch Ops home turf.

"Waitress lady! Hehehe, I, Grand Witch Majolica need a straw! Please bring one as soon as you can! Hehehe, it's quite an emergency!"

 

Brad and the other Brad? Through his smelly red mask that was once the face of a deadly predator from down in the Spire, Iván stared at @Corvella confused. Did she mean Haru 1 and Haru 2? They were probably different people, considering if Corvella thought that they were both the same different person, then that meant that they weren’t both just Harus, one of them had to be a Brad, but Iván didn’t really think that was more important than planning a training camp for Witch Ops.

Wait, the beach? Ugh. Iván was not a fan of the sand getting in places they weren’t supposed to be in, though the beach would give him the opportunity to finally work on his tan. His abs were in perfect shape, religiously perfect even, but having been clothed from head to foot for a long while, his tan may not be on the same level. He was more or less pasty white right now. That wouldn’t inspire the ladies. Or the boys. Or even the beach monsters.

He sighed at the thought of displeasing everyone with his pasty beach face before @Grand Witch Majolica started to inform them of her plans. Iván listened intently, agreeing with everything the Witch Ops Battalion Commander was saying. That was when he heard the archer (@Rias) call out for his attention. Did @Darko Ljubicic and @Maeve Lox miss her order? Did she even order? He narrowed his eyes when he caught a glimpse of Maeve sneaking inside the kitchen. Well, she was new, so there was going to be some bumps here and there.

He was about to make a move towards the forgotten customer when Majolica mentioned inviting Maeve and the archer to Witch Ops. “I don’t really know,” he deadpanned, shrugging. He had just hired Maeve a few days back, right before opening the place, and had yet to have the honor and pleasure and witnessing her in combat. “Between Darko and @Jasper, and most of all myself, she looked like the perfect addition to make customers stay.” No one was going to get intimidated by a busty pink-haired innocent-looking girl. At least, that was the theory.

What about the archer? Iván has never met her. This was the first time she’s seen her. Another ranged warrior would be quite the addition to Witch Ops. She could be a great asset. He tried to leave the table to go to her again when Majolica mentioned a scroll about illusion magic. Iván turned to Corvella at the mention of her name. She was an illusionist, too? She’s the third one he’s met. Hopefully she wasn’t as creative as Alpha. His dreams were still haunted by cheese and tomato people. Iván shuddered at the memory.

“Hmm,” he shifted his gaze back to his commander. “That could be quite helpful. I would be honored to bolster my illusion magic with the help of the Grand Witch.” It would be an honor indeed. From Alpha to Majo, Iván was learning from the best the magic community had to offer. It was only natural, however, considering his main goal in the game was to learn as much about illusion magic as he could. He knew he could never surpass Alpha, but he could always surpass himself. That was the other main goal.

“If you would excuse me for a moment,” Iván bowed slightly towards Majolica, informing him of his brief leave from the table. “…we missed a customer. I’ll be back in a few.” A few seconds? A few minutes? A few hours? A few days? A few weeks? A few months? A few years? A few decades? A few centuries? A few millennia? Only time could tell.

“Hello,” Iván deadpanned as he appeared right beside the archer. “What can I get you?”

 

As Maeve's thoughts wandered, she could still hear the chatter going on in the restaurant, still loud to her even though there weren't very many people there. She knew, of course, that it was still a starting restaurant. She did hope that the food name would grow and earn more customers.

'As much as I worry, this is a very good place. The staff members know what they're doing, which leaves me, the sore thumb, She sighed. 'the one who can't really do anything so far... They're much more experienced than I am.. plus they know their way around here. I guess that just leaves me with one option: get better. That sounds pretty lame, actually. Then again, only one option...'

Maeve's eyes snapped to, what seemed like from her attire, a witch. She had heard 'waitress lady', and one thought zoomed past her mind: she was the only female crew member.

'A straw, huh? Got you, miss!' Maeve thought, walking briskly to the side.

"Here you are, @Grand Witch Majolica," Maeve gave the straw to the grand witch, bowing after.

"Is that all?" She stood up straight, smiling with her eyebrows slightly raised. Really her only concern was that she did something wrong.

 

Majolica owned a… candy shop? I feel like I shouldn’t be as surprised as I am, Janet thought, settling back into her chair with her fingers drumming on her forearm, considering what she puts on her hot chocolate. Were there dentists in this world? What if she rotted out her teeth from all that sugar? Janet stared at Majolica, visions of horrible cavities plaguing her imagination despite her attempts to visualize macaroni instead. How would they get the pasta? She had yet to see a grocery store in this place.

“The beach sounds…” she hesitated, struggling with her emotions. Normally, the beach sounded like a terrible excursion—pretty women everywhere in unhealthily scanty swimsuits, Janet feeling self-conscious about her own body—but perhaps in the game it would be… “Fun,” she finished thoughtfully. More fun than the forest, which despite the fondness Janet still held for it was apparently the nesting place of some appalling, rated-R wildlife. “I could do staying out of the cold for a bit, personally. I think it would be quite educational to attend a training camp with all of you and the others, regardless. I can contact them after lunch.” She added it to her mental to-do list.

“Eek! Iván!” Again, Janet shouldn’t have been startled to see the man in his own restaurant, but his sudden appearance scared her nonetheless. She jerked her hand, spilling her glass of water and soaking the tablecloth on her side. “Oh, bother.” Her skirt was soaking wet as well. Janet dabbed it with a napkin, biting her lip. She looked up when the Grand Witch mentioned new members, narrowing her eyes a little. “Shouldn’t we wait to see what they can do, first?” she asked, making sure to stay polite. They couldn’t just recruit the waitress—a pleasant-looking face did not necessitate one being capable! Do I really have room to talk?

Janet’s jaw firmed and she didn’t say any more on the matter, turning as Darko returned with the dish. She hadn’t recognized him before, she’d been so occupied with other things, but the surprise at seeing him here damped down her haughty attitude enough that she just took the plate of curry and side of chili paste without complaint. What is this? A pot pie? Hesitantly, as if she might find something shocking like a human ear inside the pastry, she sliced it open. The aroma and sight was mouth-watering, even if it was unlike anything Janet had ever eaten at home. “Oh my God.” She couldn’t help but breathe it in, forgetting for the moment about her wet skirt and the wet tablecloth.

Not even eating yet, Janet fanned herself and looked around, grateful to see that pretty pink-haired @Maeve Lox was nearby. “Yes, excuse me, I spilled my water and I’d like another glass. And another napkin as well?” Cold and damp as it was, it wouldn’t really do for eating something as messy as the red-brown lamb dish, especially if Janet could expect it to get all over her face like Majolica's had. Or should I order a straw as well? Something about that seemed… incorrect.

 

@Grand Witch Majolica

"Even if I believed you, where the hell are they gonna buy pickles in their medieval shithole village? They probably barter, ya know? Damn anti-capitalists."

Horizon rebutted.

"And mwah a villian? Ahahaha that's a riot. I'm a liberator if anything. Pretty sure i'm the one who left things in a better state than before. Some dark hero you are, thinking money solves all problems!"

Horizon held a gloved hand in front of her 'face' and gave a muffled "Fu Fu~"

After that, she held up a single pointer finger.

"Besides, it's not my fault I didn't realize the people were like, well, people. They really give off that nobody feel ya know? Nobodies should just get outta the way so the greats can come along and pull em outta their squalor. I mean, you're trying to do the same right? I bet you just HATE it when far-blind buttface comes telling ya how your undies should be washed. Am I right? I'm right aren't I? Hmmmm? I bet you'd be like 'noooo i'm a GRAND witch so i do things my owwwwnnn way.' Right? You would totally say that."

Horizon laughed.

"But that's neither here or there, if these people have pie I want some friggen pie. Who should we ask?"


Ah yes, pie. The great communicator. A universal language impervious to even the collapse of the very tower of babel itself. Truly, a force for world piece, and yet, even when we are all speaking the same language, it is but human nature for each to demand his own slice. (what? lol)

 

"Oh, of course," Maeve said to @Janet Reilly, quickly moving to the side and getting a few napkins, rushing back to the female customer and placing the napkins down gently.

"Excuse me, let me get the water for you." She rushed to the kitchen, getting water and a rag. Maeve then came back to the table, placing the glass of water down. She wiped off water that had gotten on the table, taking the empty glass and bowing.

"Will that be all, miss?"

She propped herself back up, nervous. Could she have gotten the wrong order for that matter? She could hear the talking going on, and it almost made her want to crawl into a hole under some blankets. Of course, it's not like she's always like this. She can adjust her mood to however she wanted, and she knew when and where to be serious. First-day jitters, that's all.

She pushed out the thought that she was being pressured-- more like she was pressuring herself. She kept on a sweet smile, but she couldn't really do much. She's better if she's busy, leaving her to do nothing is the worst thing you could do to her... aside from betraying her trust. Maybe also breaking her little heart. Anything hurts.

Whatever. For now, she just has to smile, clasp her hands in front of her, serve people, and make sure they're comfortable.

 

Blinking a few times as she heard the woman laugh (@Grand Witch Majolica) uncontrollably and talk to everyone about some kind of trip to different places, for a second, she would think that this woman was crazy until her archer class was mentioned and she was suddenly brought into the conversation.
'I just came for food and now people calling me to join their training camps? But I am just a newbie...' she thought to herself when the loud witch called her and mentioned about some support they needed to...defend the realm?
Having no idea what they were talking about she simply nodded and smiled finding it not so bad to meet different people despite not knowing what they were all talking about...she just joined in the wrong time!

As Rias awaited for @Iván Carl to answer she would open her mouth to speak the moment he barely turned to her before he would turn away once again getting distracted a few times by the woman's words, talking about scrolls and mages which seemed to interest him...but she was still hungry...however kept quiet and let her growling stomach speak for her.
Once finally getting his full attention and stinky presence on her, Rias smiled happily with excitement that started glowing around her figure before she would nod her head and then realise she hasn't even looked at the menu to order something.
"Eh....I haven't checked the menu...so can I...get a recommendation!?" She asked doing a 'tehee~' expression making it a silly comment hoping he would mention something tasty and quite filling for her hungry stomach. For the time being the hungryness was more important than the smell and she was a bit anticipated to listen to what the lady had to say about the camp she mentioned.

 

Satisfied after @Maeve Lox brought her the napkins and refill she'd requested, Janet mopped up the last of the standing water and braced herself for the curry experience. One bite on her fork, Janet could already taste the heavy spices before she'd closed her lips around it. Not too spicy, however-- it was certainly exotic, and tasty as well! "Mmm!" She chewed, looking down at the dish in surprise at how good it actually was. "For goodness' sake, I didn't know tastes like this were possible..." Normally it would be something she'd assume would have to be acquired over time, but this... Can I find this in the real world? There must be a recipe.

No time for that-- folding her newly-received napkin in her lap and standing up, Janet searched out @Iván Carl across the restaurant and began to make her way across to the man, intent on commending him. "Ivan," she said sharply as she arrived, puffing slightly (she lacked the stinky illusionist's signature appear-suddenly-from-nowhere approach.) "This dish-- this curry? It's excellent. You simply have to tell me how you-- oh, I-I'm sorry!"

She broke off as she realized Ivan had been with another customer and she flushed, realizing she'd interrupted. Was this who Majolica had been talking about, with the arrows? "I'll go back to the table, I apologize. I recommend the Brown Curry," the eighteen-year-old added over her shoulder to @Rias as she self-consciously scurried off again to resume eating her meal.

 

"Hehehe. The beach it is then! We can bring our swimsuits and have a cookout on a grill! Also, we can practice some underwater combat! Hehehe!"

Majolica looked up as the archer she had been eyeing spoke up.

"Hehehe, so you are interested in training are you? Hehehe, I bet you're also interested in having fun at the beach too! Hehehe! Well, maybe I will invite you to have fun and train with The Witch Ops! Hehehe! I am Grand Witch Majolica! Witch Ops Commander and powerful practitioner of witch magics! Hehehe!"

Majolica snapped and her broomstick flew into the restaurant and began sweeping the floor.

"Hehehe, see! I even have a broomstick! Hehehe, all real witches have broomsticks, so if you meet someone that calls themselves a witch and doesn't, they're fake! Hehehe. So you interested? You can come and sit with us if you want, hehehe, since we're a group of dark heroes..."

Majolica winked slowly which was both cute and weird.

"This makes this the cool table! Hehehe! Now watch as I give off another example of my great magical power! Hehehe!"

Majolica took the straw handed to her by Maeve and placed it in her drink. Then, pinching the straw between her thumb and pointer finger began to pull it. Like a spaghetti noodle, the straw elongated and twisted into loops and twirls while taking on a neon-purple hue. After she was finished, the normal straw had become a rather eccentric "crazy straw".

"Hehehehe!"

Sucking on the straw, the Grand Witch gleefully watched as the liquid made its way through the curves and twists and into her mouth. Smugly, she grinned The Space Goblin (@HORIZON ).

"Hehe, and by the way, you're a liberator in the same way a raccoon liberates garbage... hehehe. And reparations do solve problems when they're minor enough. Hehe, paying for pickles for example. But I'm bored of talking about pickles. People are people dummy, they live in this world don't they? They own houses and have kids. Hehehe, they're real enough to have feelings so they should be respected. Hehehe, when I become ruler of this whole world, they'll all live happy lives without having to deal with all of these monsters and enemy nations always attacking, Hehe. I'm a good guy and a dark hero, hehehe. If you want pie, hehehe, typically you ask the waitress dummy."

After finishing, she turned back to Rias.

"Hehehe, and that's just the smallest inkling of my magical power! Hehehe, and that's not even accounting for everyone else in the group! Like Janet, or Ivan, Corvella, and Haru, and Bradwynne, and everyone! Hehehe! To join our the Witch Ops, you have to go through a trial, hehehe, but if you just want to come train and have fun, hehe, like maybe a trial run, hehehe you can come. Maybe, hehe.... then if you decide to join, we can talk about that later!"

Getting back to the waitress lady (@Maeve Lox ). Majolica slyly grinned at the waitress. She had pegged her for some type of magic user earlier, as she didn't exactly look like a front line fighter, and didn't have the face of an assassin type... which meant that she was probably either a support healer, or a mage.

"Hehehehe, thank you for the straw! Did you see like my little trick? Pretty amazing right? Hehe, I bet you're super impressed. Hehehe, what about you, can you do magic? You look like you enjoy beaches and being a dark hero too... hehehehe...."

It seemed Majolica was extremely popular, but of course she would be. She was the adorable and powerful Grand Witch of Terrasphere, who wouldn't want to be her friend? Apparently a lot of people if she remembered how lonely she was when no one would play with her a few months ago. But now those days were gone it seemed and she had her own motley crew of friends and allies to play with.

Watching as @Janet Reilly ate and exclaimed how good the food was, Majolica chimed in.

"Hehehe, next time try the candy version! It's super good! Hehehe, also, Grand Witch's don't get cavities or tummy aches! Hehehe!"

@Janet Reilly @Haru @HORIZON @Rias @Corvella @Maeve Lox

 

A recommendation? Iván immediately found himself lost in thought. What would the king of curry recommend from the many amazing curry he had up his sleeves? Well, not literally up his sleeves, though that would explain his scent. In truth, however, his odor was a mixture of the ant juice he got from his first Aristocracy mission and the red mask that was once the face of a deadly predator from down in the Spire, both of which he kept with himself at all times. The smell of curry simply masked all that disgusting scents at once. Well, most of it. Somewhat.

But back to the curry. Hmm. What could he recommend? Should he recommend his rendition of a red roast duck curry, hot and spicy, from Thailand? @Jasper 's spices worked magnificently with that recipe. It may not be the real thing but their version was eerily similar. What about his rendition of a Bengali gourd curry? Or more precisely, the Astorean gourd curry? Most of that curry's ingredients were from Astorea instead of India but the curry itself pretty much tasted the same. Oh, how about a kadhi chawal, a yogurt and gram flour curry, which is often served with steamed rice? The dish is well-known in and from Punjab, though the curry house's version used a different kind of flour to go with homemade yogurt. It was a little pricey but the flavors were worth every gold coin.

Iván had just started to open his mouth to recommend something to the archer (@Rias), but @Janet Reilly interrupted him from out of nowhere before apologizing profusely at the realization that she was, well, interrupting the owner's conversation with a customer. The masked illusionist didn't think ill of it. It was a genuine mistake, after all, and not even that big of a deal. Instead, Iván turned to Janet with his stinky red mask and spoke dryly, "I'll have to discuss it with the staff first. Confidentiality agreements and all that. We all added bits and pieces to the original recipe, so everyone deserves their share of the credit."

The @Grand Witch Majolica suddenly showcased her magical skills in the curry house. Iván wondered if the archer would be able to make her order at this pace, though he couldn't complain about witnessing Majolica's abilities first hand. She was the Witch Ops Battalion Commander for a reason, a reason outside of her having found the Witch Ops Battalion in the first place. Majolica was one of the most powerful magic-users Iván had ever had the honor and privilege of meeting in the game. Her magical showcase was something he felt honored and privileged to witness. Always.

Iván simply stood there, half-waiting for the archer to make her order, half-enjoying Majolica's magical showcase. This was one of the perks of owning and working in a curry house, this was one of the best parts of owning and working in a curry house, witnessing people from all walks of life mingle and interact with each other, sharing stories, and showcasing their magical abilities to boot. Oh, and the money wasn't that bad either. The money was good.

 

Rias was watching as Ivan drifted off to his own thoughts in silence while she stood still waiting in front of the stinky figure with her arms crossed. Was he thinking about something or just scanning the room...it was hard to tell when you couldn't see his eyes or for that matter, his expression...but for his own sake he better be planning a delicious and big meal to satisfy the lady!
It seemed like time was running slow and the anticipation from earlier to know better about the plans of the witch made the time go even slower! That's until a girl approached them on her way to speak to Ivan and mentioned the Brown Curry, she seemed like she was in a rush or maybe she was just very excited about what she just ate...
"I want what she had!" Rias suddenly said as her eyes were still on (@Janet Reilly) The excitement this girl felt must be experienced by the archer! "BROWN Curry it is then~!" With a smile and a determined nod she would look in his covered eyes(@Iván Carl), it's like she was piercing through the goggles to get what she wanted. The hunger was only adding on on her loud tone.

Order done! Now what was left was listen to the (@Grand Witch Majolica). All of the magic tricks she showed for the young archer were fascinating even if it was just a small part of her real power...at least that's what it looked like, the witch was thinking very highly of herself and everyone else seemed to have respect for her as well but Rias wouldn't know since she just recently joined this game and those were basically the first people she met.
"Witch Ops...? Dark heroes...." Rias decided to take her offer and join their table taking a seat a little bit further from everyone so that she would have everyone in her vision range.
"But I am no mage. Nor I have any magic abilities however joining the training doesn't sound like a bad idea if I may tag along after all. I could learn something new even if I'm not from the same class as most of you must be...what is this Witch Ops? Can you tell me more about it?" She asked moving her hands together interviewing her fingers trying to concentrate at the topic and get as much information as possible. "And...-hmm...nevermind." she held back from saying anything more allowing her eyes to stare at the witch to get an answer.

 

Madison didn't even like curry.

And yet, here she was.

The first thing that surprised her was how packed the little restaurant was. On a night like tonight, she wouldn't have expected so many people out for dinner. Wasn't it a weekday? Didn't some of these people have school in the morning? Or work? (She did, but whatever.)

The second thing that hit her was the overwhelming odor of curry. It was kind of hard to describe--but she took an immediate dislike to it. A saucy mix of countless spices tended to defy metaphors, but she knew that the stench was already beginning to bond with her dress, her hair, her skin--

Oh man. I'm going to be sick. This is going to take forever to get out of my... everything.

The briar witch would've bolted and found somewhere else to eat had she not recognized the name on the sign outside. Creepy Hoodie Guy from her little excursion in the cursed town, and from her mission for the Bandit King. So, Hoodie managed to do something with those cookbooks he took as reward from the alchemist after all, eh?

She wasn't sure how he managed to buy the old tavern in Stokbon in order to actually start the restaurant, but that wasn't any of her business.

Madison just sorta awkwardly stood in the doorway, unsure of what to do next. Find her own seat? Flag down a waitress? Or was this a take-out joint?

She threw her hands out to the side, speaking to herself but just loud enough that anyone who might help her out could hear her. "So, uh, do I seat myself, or what?"