137. Iced [voice/action]

[corrinesbell]

[Good morning, Luceti! It is April 15. Looks like rain.

In the early-ish hours, before the rain, anyone in or near the Welcome Center is going to hear the decisive sounds of hammering. If you're close enough, you might also hear a ninja missing once and hammering her hand instead. Thankfully they don't last long - because she has the journal open there by her feet, so a dull thud may be echoing in a few bedrooms or kitchens too.

When the noise ends, there is a new sign hanging over the door to the tea shop.

Celsius Tear

Complete with image of teapot, steam and all.

Sheena brushes her hands together and steps back to look at her handiwork, leaving a half-footprint on the journal she nearly trips over.]

Whoa-! Oh, geez. [Get the book off the floor, would you?]

Sorry if I woke anybody up. Had to get this sign up early, because it looks like I'm leaving on a mission tomorrow. Guess I can call it a real business now, huh? Even though there's no gald or anything.

[She hasn't really admitted it to too many people - but as painful as going home was, it did part of her a lot of good. For all it may not have been exactly real.]

Anyway, it'll be open until right after lunch, because I've gotta get ready to go. Unless there's anybody who wants to work for the afternoon by themselves.

Comments

[Voice]

[vulcanblazer]

"Celsius Tear?"

...I like it, actually. Mind if I stop by this morning, Sheena?

[Voice]

[corrinesbell]

Why would I mind? I'd go nuts if every customer asked me that.

[Voice]

[vulcanblazer]

Customers, yes. But an obnoxious, free-loading friend might be just a bit different.

[He kids, of course. And it's so obvious in his playful tone.]

[Voice]

[corrinesbell]

Okay so when you get here I'm gonna charge you. It's 15 gald just to get in the door. Will that work?

[Action]

[fortunefail]

[Roughly around nine in the morning, Sheena may notice Yuan entering the shop. He caught the journal entry and considering he was so clueless the last time she left on a mission, he decided to stop by and wish her luck this time.

So... He'll just have a seat at one of the tables and wait for Sheena to approach him.]

[Action]

[corrinesbell]

[It's not crowded this morning, Yuan. Take any seat you like.]

Oh, hey. What kind d'you want?

[Action]

[fortunefail]

[Oh, he will. But, like always, his preference goes to a seat in the corner.]

Earl Grey will be fine.

[Action]

[corrinesbell]

You're lucky we've got some of that.

[They have some of everything. It'll be a little while, he's about the first pot of the day.]

[action]

[chikaidestroyer]

[Albert did happen to hear Sheena's entry over the journals before heading to the plaza for work, but he's still out there looking at the sign. Maybe there's something intriguing about it. Hmm.]

[action]

[corrinesbell]

[After a while she sticks her head out the door.]

It's gonna rain. Planning to stay there until then?

[action]

[chikaidestroyer]

I can stand a little rain. [He smirks a little, but follows Sheena into the shop.] Did you make the sign yourself? I didn't realize you were so far along in the process.

[action]

[corrinesbell]

I'm not really a wood carver. I had a little help. Painted the letters in myself though, yeah.

[Voice]

[blessingone]

[Oh drat, she left her journal on overnight. The hammering causes her to stir and look around blearily for the source, only realizing that it's the journal when she hears Sheena start talking. She should close it. She reaches out....

There's a soft thump of her own as she falls out of bed, tangled in the sheets. Ow. She manages to pat around for the journal and knock it down on the floor next to her. She nearly just shuts it, but the sign catches her eye.]

What kind of name is that for a tea shop?

[It is too early for her to recognize puns. ...Or to not look a mess.]

[Voice]

[corrinesbell]

The same kinda name "Good Spirits" is for a bar. One people're gonna remember. And since I don't remember you offering a better suggestion, that's how it's gonna stay.

[This is one of Sophie's guardians though. It's probably best to be nice to her.]

Sorry if I woke you up.

[Voice]

[blessingone]

[And, come to mention it, Fenimore has no idea what Seventh Heaven has to do with food....]

It's not like I know anything about what to call things like that. I was just asking.

[Though she'd recognize how rude it was more if she were more awake. In response to the apology, though:]

...Whatever. It was going to happen sometime if I forgot to close the journal.

[...She should probably get up or something. But it's easy to convince herself that she's comfortable where she is when she is feeling lazy.]

[Voice]

[corrinesbell]

I could've shut mine, but I dropped it and got to work. Guess I should've after all.

...But, if you don't really mind, okay then.

[Voice]

[knightofratatosk]

Oh, you mean like the flower from our world? I like that. That's a really good name, Sheena.

[Voice]

[corrinesbell]

Thanks, Emil. I like it too. Look, it's even got "tea" in it.

[Voice]

[knightofratatosk]

You're right-- I didn't even notice that part. That's really clever!

[Voice]

[memoryboxes]

I'll be in, if you want! I don't mind working the afternoon alone.

[oh wait]

... You're going on a mission, Sheena-san?

[But those can be dangerous, can't they?]

[Voice]

[corrinesbell]

Oh, great! I was just gonna try to talk to you. Mind coming a little early?

[Voice]

[memoryboxes]

Oh, I suppose I can do that! I'll tell Sanji to let me go a little early and head on over. You'll be there?

[laceratings]

What a pleasant wake up call.

[corrinesbell]

Uh...oops. Sorry. I'm done hammering, or I'd offer to try to quiet it down.

[laceratings]

Oh no, it's no problem; I really shouldn't have been sleeping, anyway.