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(Setting) Le Lune du Espirit Grand reopening!
| "La.. Lune—.. Oh there it is!"
> A woman clad in full business suit arrives in front of the cafe. She carries a purse along with her; the purse was left hung, her left arm carrying it.
"H-hello everyone."
> She quickly steps in. Her dark azure hair flies through freely as she paces swiftly inside.
"—I'm here for the job!"
> With a not-so-raised voice, she announces to the room.
| >Shortly after the woman entered, there was a loli peering inside.
>Her black hair reached to her shoulders and her bangs covered her eyes.
"Is this the cafe I asked to work at~?"
>She steps out into the doorway, already wearing a French maid outfit, standing at just over 4 and a half feet tall, giving a little pirouette
I didn't know if you provided the outfit or not, so I just came in my own~
| >>205295
"O-oh, wait—.. haven't we met before?"
> The woman sees the loli, and to that, her outfit. A look of realization is visible in the woman's face.
"—What was your name again? Adui—… Alduin? Wait, no. That can't be correct."
> She ponders to the ceiling, shuffling through the variations of name she could recall from the top of her head.
| >the tall one walks up to them and shakes their hands vigourously
"Welcome! I'm your boss, Jean!"
>>>205230
"Ah and you're name is...? Whatever, you're hired get into the backroom, Erika will get you changed!"
>She begins shoving her and the red haired girl into the backroom, and turns to tell talk to the other applicant
"Good, but we have our ow. uniforms, so you don't need to bring it if you don't want to
| >>205313
"W-wait, I haven't even talked to—"
> As the woman was pushed to the backroom, her voice fades to close silence.
| >>205313 Ah, I see...Is there any place I can keep this outfit then while I work? I really want to start working right away~
>She gives a big smile, looking around the cafe
This really is a nice place...~
| >an adorable smol blond loli in a maid outfit walks in
Hello... Im here for the job....
>the tone of her voice was....emotionless
| >>205352
>She gestures to the backroom
"just leave it in there, should be a locker, and don't worry, we got a *big* rush of customers coming over soon!
>>205366
"You there! Smol! come over here and get a nametag!"
| >>205524 Thanks, Miss Boss~
>With a small giggle she heads yo the bathroom and starts to get changed, humming softly
| >>205555
>Jean scribbles down chii, and sticks it on the smol's chest
"Great Chii, you look fabulous... Now are they done changing yet?"
| > In the backroom, the woman was only starting to change.
"H-hey, mind telling me your name? I'm uncomfortable not knowing anyone's name here."
> She gave a nudge to the red-headed lady that was pushed in alongside her.
"—And I might have misheard, but wasn't it Erika?"
| >Erika yawns
"Er yeah, sorry about that, Jean can be so excitable. Yeah it's Erika, what's yours?
| >>206315
"Uni. Call me Uni. Nice to meet you, Erika."
> Uni notices Erika's lethargy, but does nothing to it.
"—Say, mind handing me the uniform? I'll change quickly, no worries."
| >Erika gives Uni a blank stare for a moment, before turning and leaving, quickly returning with a uniform
"... i think this should be your size"
| >Aduial goes into the changing room, humming happily, her hands behind her back
Hi there~ I'm a new worker here~ You can call me Aduial! I hope we can get along~!
| >>206394
> Uni scans the uniform; her lithe, and supple body, combined with her medium stature does make fitting uniforms a breeze.
"Hmh. This should work, indeed. Give me a moment… and, uh... a bit of space alone, please."
| >>206399
"Ah, that's right. Aduial was your name, right.."
> Seeing Aduial arrive made Uni pause for a moment.
"... Are we really changing in one room together?"
| >Erika smirks
"Ehat's the problem? we're all gurls here"
| I see no issue here~
>Aduial takes a pause, looking around a moment
Uhm...Where are the uniforms?
| >>206408
"I—Uh.. Right."
> Uni snatches the uniform from Erika — after finding absolutely no rebuttal to Erika's words — and smirk.
> She began unbuttoning her business suit, starting from the suit's jacket itself, then down to her shirt. Unfastening her torso's clothing, she also followed by removing her skirt.
| "Ugh—"
> All that covers her is her white brassiere, and the same-coloured panty. With most of her article of clothing removed, one can see a scar running from Uni's chest down to her waist.
"Right, the uniform."
> She quickly dons the uniform — maybe even too hastily, in fact. Her speed, however, did not make for one mistake — it looks as if Uni is already accustomed to wearing maid uniforms.
| >Erika notices the scar, but syas nothing, going over to aduial and handing her a uniform
"Now you strip too to make Uni feel better."
| >>206432
> Uni adjusts the uniform slightly, letting the skirt fly freely as she gave herself a quick spin.
"I miss these wide skirts, they flow so much better than pencil skirts."
> After a quick look, she starts packing her previous clothing to her purse neatly.
| >Noise is heard outside the building, mostly in the form of incoherent talking and slurring
>Suddenly a person wearing a large red coat, carrying several knives of varying sizes and donning a large mask with three glowing stripes enters the building
"WHersdthekyutties"
>A modified slurr comes from the person as they stumble in
| >>206432
>Aduial giggles at the statement, stripping from her own uniform. Compared to her clothes, her underwear was completely plain and boring.
Hmm...I have a feeling this is gonna be a lively day today...
| >>206447
"Wh—wha—.."
> The sudden arrival of the figure startled Uni. She stood up in surprise, facing the figure, but only gave it an empty stare.
"... Who—"
> —Was the only thing she could squeeze as a response.
| >>206453
(Wait, correction I didn't read the post properly. Remove the 'facing the figure' part. Thank you brain for not reading!)
| "MAIDS!"
>Screams the person in what appears to be bliss
>They drop a few knives and then try to pick them up
"Oh, mybaddt sorry"
| "Um... sir are you alright?"
>Unfazed by the knives, Jean escorts him to a seat
"Qould you like anything?"
| >>206458
>he is approached by chii
Hello sir and welcome to the le lune du espirit.
>she bows
My name is chii and i will be your server for today.
Would you like a table?
| >The person nods
"I want maids, styat doc, or illprobablt die"
>They then feign and drop to the ground with a flourish
"Ahhh, ifunlyI had some kyuties"
| >Changing into her work-given uniform, Aduial does a little twirl, looking over herself
Hmm~ Not bad, not bad at all~
>She walks out in time to see the guests, giggling quietly
Oh dear...~
| >>206465
> Uni picks up a purple glasses from her purse — which was dark enough to match the colour of her hair — before going out, wearing it as part of her uniform.
"Hello wh—"
> She immediately notices the person. Or the customer, rather.
"—What happened?"
| "Emergency cuteness needed!"
>Erika leaps ahead, and onto the masked figure, nuzzling them
| >>206465
Of course sir please follow me.
>chii brings the man to a table
Will it just be you dining with us today?
| >>206465
Of course sir please follow me.
>chii brings the man to a table
Will it just be you dining with us today?
| >>206473
>The mask's display starts to gleam even brighter
"dankes lady, you darrn saved muh life"
>Their body is terribly soft... And also really hot
| > Uni stood there, not moving. She seems fazed by the situation. Thoughts run through her head, but none really sticks out.
"...Is this the new normal for me?"
> She mumbles quietly; maid work was not as normal as she thought it would be.
| >Aduial shrugs and smiles softly
I suppose this won't be a quiet job...
| >Jean laughs
"We get all sorts of customers here, usually they're more sobee though"
| "I—I'll be in the kitchen!"
> After mumbling to herself for quite a while, Uni steps back to the kitchen. Letting herself be immersed in the fact that she is now a maid. A full-on maid.
| "I zaint drunk, okai maybe a bit...
>The person says before getting back up, and looking at Uni and the rest of the maids
"Thiss izz heavens aint it? I can finally go and see john- wait noes hes in hell whoppsie"
| >>206497
Glad to know that this isn't a one time thing~
>Aduial looks over at the customer and gives a warm smile
| >>206502
> From the kitchen, Uni heard a glimpse of the word 'John' — and there's only one significant John she knows in this city.
> She takes a glass from the kitchen, fills in with water — she steps outside; her shoes creates a loud noise as she stomps closer to the person.
"Here, make yourself saner."
> She offers the glass of water, maybe not out of altruism, but hearing that name was enough to push her to do so.
| >A sudden gust of wind blows the door open, and a Woman walks in
"Excuse me is Falschen her-"
>jean, recognizing Dahk, quickly grabs her, strips her and forced a maid outfit on Dahk before she knew what happened
"Therr you are Dahk! Get to work!"
"...Ok."
| >>206511
>The person takes the glass and tries to drink it, putting it against the mask and nearly splashing it all on the floor
"Woo, whoopsie gwotta takes off masky boy, sory masky"
>They take off the mask, revealing a head covered in bandages and with several metal parts, each carved with painstaking details, they drink the water
| >>206518
"Name. I need your name."
> Unsurprising, Uni has already broken her maid personality. Behind her glasses, which should have augmented her cuteness, lies instead a sharp glare — a fading blue glow resonates in her left eye.
| >>206525
>The person looks at Uni before putting their hands in their pockets looking around for something.
"Nyuh syure huh, Falschen's the name littlemaido"
>Their voice gets down lower
"Nice eyes by the way..."
>Their eyes has a blue glow too but it dissapears after a second
"Whatss ur name kyutie"
| >>206530
"Falsch—.."
> Realizing that she had fallen into another dead end, Uni stops whatever plan she had in mind. She goes silent, and with a pause, her gaze goes elsewhere — along with that, her glowing eye fades.
"I'm Uni. I—I'm the new maid here."
> She goes back to character, but her 'maid cuteness' has been degraded down to whatever personality she accepts now.
| >>206542
>The person gives a wink
"Means fake, th'cool ain't it"
>They laugh loudly before putting on the mask again before shaking Uni's hand
"Nyice two meetcha Uni"
>They obviously dropped something in your hand
| >Erika taps Uni on the shoulder and whispers into her ears
"Just be yourself"
| >>206545
> Uni nods in affirmation to Erika. As far as she knows, channeling her own personality is about as hard as making up a new one — and this anxiety shows in her face.
>>206544
"N-nice to meet you."
> She returns the greeting, noticing something in her hand.
| >Aduial wanders about the cafe, scanning the building, seeming to learn it and memorize the layout
| >Falschen looks around
"Heavens luking gud tooday"
>They take a step towards a table, almost collapsing in a single motion
"Whoopsuie"
| > In a long sigh, Uni removes herself from her anxiety. A gloom cast on her face as she emptily stares at the floor.
"I'll be in the kitchen."
> Somehow that short conversation had turned her mood upside down — upside down to a worse ride, that is.
> Sluggishly, she walked to the kitchen, pressing her hand against her forehead once there.
| >Falschen looks at her go, their eyes glowing in full glow beneath the mask
"Twhink she.. nah"
>Fal turns to the staff
"You swure she's okay?"
| >Erika shrugs
"Probably not, but i won't press on her if she doesn't want to"
>She rubs up against Fal some more
"So... you gonna get somethin?"
| >They raise their thumbs up
"Cwan I get alcohol? I'm trying tol forget shit right abwout now"
| >Erika sighs and yawns, falling asleep on Fal
>Dahk meanwhile sighs and, comes over with a bottle of liquor
"From a certain someone's collection"
| >Falschen looks at the bottle, and then Dhak, and then the bottle, and then Dahk
"Whuzzat supose' to meanst..."
>They pat the sleeping girl, a warm smile under her mask
| >Dahk shrugs
"you just reminded me of a John, so i wondered if you knew eachother"
>She goes off to get some other customets to their seat, as there's starting to become quite a lot of eager customers
| >Falschen cringes
"I did know him, bween twying to forget what happened, but thanks"
>They mumble before taking the bottle and opening it
"Maybe I swhoul lose the bandgeas..."
| >A rumble from outside comes and goes. What could have caused that?
| >Dahk returns to fal
"Oh right, you said you wanted to go for a ride in the clouds, you ready?"
| >Falschen rises, slowly moving the sleeping gal
"Yhes"
| >Dahk grabs Falachen's arm, and erika
"Lets take her with us, she doesn't seem too keen on letting go"
>As they leavenn Jean yells
"YOU CAN'T JUST LEAVE DURING RUSH HOUR"
| >Aduial watches the trio leave and shakes her head, giggling quietly
I suppose I should get ready then~
| >Ace proceeds to pick up the bottle of vodka, and chug it down
| (Derp i just realized i made the post in the wrong thread rip
>
| >The trio get to what first appears to be a normal patcn of street... Which rhen suddenly starts to shift and move, and raise into the air.
As the Pantylord reveals itself, it shudders and begins carrying them up into the air
| >Falschen opens their arms, looking as beautiful as one can be riding a mass of panties while being shitfaced.
"Twis ish the fucki g besht"
| "Oh i forgot to ask, Falschen are you wearing panties right now?"
| "Aw welln it's too late now"
>As they ascend, panties being wrapping themselves around their legs, just so you don't fall off. Soon they're up waay above GC
| "... What happened?"
> From the kitchen, Uni peeks at the now-gone trio, carried by the swarm of panties.
"... B-boss, did we just lose two staff and a customer?"
> She awkwardly jokes to Jean, but seeing that the cafe did end up losing two of its denizen, it might be worth mentioning.
| >Jean holds his hands on her face, mumbling something.
"This is a disaster..."
| >And as Jean says this in walks in a man, in a suit, one of the shoulders on fire. He pats it out as he walks in.
"Hear you guys are hiring? I think I saw a swarm of... Underwear take some maids away."
| >>206769
"B-boss?"
> Uni takes a quick gulp of breath, unshackling herself from the darker thoughts of hers. She walks close to Jean, trying to see her condition — but she was interrupted by an arriving customer.. or applicant, whichever it is.
>>206778
"Y-yes, we are sort of hiring. We just lost two maids, so to speak."
| "the lost always find a way back. So about that job... You take butlers?"
>The man gives a wry smile.
| >>206811
"Uh.."
> Uni gave the man a confused stare; she looks at Jean again, trying to put out an answer from him.
"—How about it, b..boss?"
| >Jean recovers from trauma, and looks around surprised
"Huh... Butlers... well, it would appeal to a larger audience.... hm.. Yes this will work."
| "Well, only problem is that the devil burnt my other suit. The one that would actually fit for the job. Actually most of my belongings..."
>The guy looks a bit shy, admiring the last part.
| >>206903
"The devil?"
> Although minding no attention at first, the man's words had Uni interested.
"—Anyway, I have a suit, complete with the shirt, but I doubt it will fit you. Plus, I didn't bring any of my trousers, so even if the suit does fit your size, I don't think you would want to paie the suit with a skirt."
| "I don't think it would be right... Me... In a skirt..."
>The man turns his attention back to Uni's initial comment.
"Yeah, it's what I call a client who is hotheaded. This time literally."
| >>206950
"R-right, I doubt the skirt would even tightly fit around your waist—"
> For some reason Uni was pondering in and about on the man's fit on her suit.
"—B-but either way. What deal did you make with the devil? Or rather, what deal did the devil make with you?"
| >Jean shakes his head again
"Hm... how about you man the bar? doesn'y matter if you're wearinf a skirt or nothing if they don't see it...."
| "No deals with that particular guy. Just not worth it. What's your fixation with some client from the down under?"
>The guy looks at you with confusion.
| >>206962
"N-no, I just had a severely weird thought crossing my mind — I blame my time in a certain virtual reality for this."
> Uni made a hollow comment of her actions.
>>206957
"I don't think the man is willing to suffer the day by wearing my skirt."
> She replies to Jean's suggestion, putting it off the list for her.
"You can wear only the suit, and the shirt, if that is what you're willing to do. It might be a bit small though."
| >The guy shrugs.
"A job is a job, so if you need me to wear a skirt, I guess I'll do it. Name's... Johnson."
| >upbeat singing can be hear from outside
Here comes my love tr-ial, my judgement awaits me~
How long is my list of charges going to be?~
Closing statement - a teary ap-olo-gyyy~
With powers vested in you, I was declared guiltyyyyyy~
| >>206977
"Okay, okay. Just the suit and the shirt. I can't imagine anyone wearing my skirt around — much less a man, that is."
> Uni walks back to the changing room. She heard a song playing, but shrugs it off — music is common to be played around a cafe after all.
"Okay—"
> She shuffles through her purse, taking out her suit jacket, as well as her shirt, before walking back to 'Johnson'.
"Here you go."
> In her hands are what she promised to lend: suit and shirt.
| "It's nothing fancy. The suit is small, but it's not anything remotely feminine. The same goes to the shirt. They are nicely genderless."
> Uni presents the two set of clothing to the man as is.
| Johnson takes the clothes politel
"Thank you very much. I think my trousers are not as singged as the rest of my clothes. I'll be back in a second."
>Johnson heads over to the changing room.
| > Uni gave an approving look at the passing Johnson before returning to Jean.
"We lost maids, but we gained one more appeal. I would say that is a fair trade."
> She nods to her own remark — giving herself an imaginary pat in the back.
| >>206984
>Aduial perks up hearing the singing as she sings the next verse quietly in a different language
| >Johnson comes back... through the front entrance? He's now wearing Uni's Jacket and Shirt, but still wearing his own trousers.
"Well? Do I look butler-y enough?"
| >>208825
> The pair fits rather aptly — although it's clear that the size wasn't meant to be worn by men.
"About enough to convince the customers!"
> Uni gave Johnson's new look a nodding approval.
"Welcome, you're the first butler I've seen here."
| > Although she was confused at first, Uni paid no attention to the fact that Johnson might have come warping from the backroom to the front entrance. She chalks it up to her bad memory, and her obliviousness to the place's layout.
| "And I hope to stay the best for a long time."
>Johnson adds.
"Again, thank you for the suit."
| >>209051
"Not to worry, those are the only kind of apparel I have in my drawer; you're free to use the suit however long you choose."
> Uni glosses over the fact that she now might need to borrow the maid outfit to return home without looking like an exhibitionist.
"—And besides, we now have scooped over a new demographic for our cafe. Isn't that great?"
| "Sure is. Just remind me to return your suit and shirt at the end of your shift. I'll go to the store and by myself some clothes after my own shift ends."
>Johnson works like a true butler, taking care of not only the customers, but the people round him.
| >>209175
"Right. Reminding people is not my forte, so make sure to remind me to do that."
> She jokingly... or perhaps, naively, answered. Uni seems to be in a lighter mood now — at least compared from her gloomy self before.
| "Will do ma'am."
>Johnson is now completely in his butler mode, keeping his politest and kindest tone.
| >>209310
"Ngh—.. I have been defeated in my own game."
> Uni comically mumbled — her plans to be a maid failed, and now a butler plays a better character than she is.
| >Jean pats Uni on the back
"It's ok, despite what you may think, the customers absolutely adore you!"
| "Everyone has got their own skills and traits. I am sure there are plenty of thing you are much better at than I am."
>Johnson bolsters Uni, not wanting her to feel bad.
| > Uni pushes her glasses, so as to adjust them — she chuckles weakly at the two trying to comfort her.
"This is my first day, and I'm already having thoughts like these."
> She sighs before giving out a smile.
"Well—.. because there's no point mulling over me, let's just do our best today then. Let's mix drinks and—.. err... Let's make our patrons the happiest they have ever been!"
> And thus, she gave a quick speech to bolster her (and possibly others) self-esteem.
| "Also, Mr. Jean, would I be able to talk to you during a break?"
>Johnson stands next to the man.
| >>210719
"I'm going to need to take a short shift, just for today. I need to buy a proper suit, rather than the charred mess that I have."
>Johnson sheepishly says.
| >a orb shaped drone floats inside.
>its is holding a device of sorts.
| "Hm—.. what is—…"
> Uni's left eye began to glow an iridescent blue as she approaches the drone.
"Right. Right, the device."
> Her walk is less giddy than before; it was stiff, and looks more to be a gait used by a performing march. It contrasts the maid outfit greatly, giving her a weird vibe to those around her.
"We presume you are supposed to be drone for the telepathic device."
> She spoke to.. the drone. Her tone was formal — not at all casual. She expects no answer.
| >>210915
"Hm. As we expected."
> Uni tries to reach for the pockets in her suit, but she was instead left looking like she was tapping her waist.
"—Wha.."
> She looked down, and realizes the maid uniform holds absolutely no pocket.
"Idiot."
> She mumbled before walking back to the backroom, taking a credstick with her as she exits out of the room.
"Here, the monetary value as agreed upon in the thread; along with a few extra."
> She held the credstick near the drone.
| >Johnson simply raises an eye brow to the events unfolding, knowing to mind his business.
| >>210926
>it takes the credstick.
>the drones just floats there for a few seconds.
>it then hands the device to uni and floats away
| >>210930
"Hmh."
> Uni oversees the drone floating to the exit before she faces away from it.
"One more collected."
> She mumbles — but her mumbling might very well be a voiced internal monologue; and she wasn't quite silent about it.
"What a peculiar device."
> Her eye glows, analyzing the telepathic device. Each careful turn her finger made as she traces the device seems to look like she was scanning it — but no one can be sure.
| "And what did you gain from that transaction, Uni?"
>Johnson, now behind the bar, asks with curiosity.
| >>210936
"A device we intend to collect."
> Uni spoke in a mannerism different from before — along with that, her weird use of 'we' as a pronoun was not seen before either.
"We saw a use for it, thus, there was that. A deal was made."
> She puts on a smirk before walking towards the backroom.
| >Johnson smiles and nods as Uni leaves. He mumbles to himself.
"Good to know that old friends are doing better."
| > As Uni leaves the backroom, the smile was still set in her face.
"Ah—.. what a wonderful day. Now that we have assimilated the device."
> She looks around the cafe, her glowing eye still visible all around.
"One can only wonder how much today can improve."
| >>210722
(really late but)
>Jean nods
"Ah yeah that's understandable, i'm probably gonna close up shop early today."
>Meanwhile, a girl with wild pink hair strolls into the cafe, she looks around, examining her surroundings carefully
| >A Blond 12 year old girl walks in. Her hair in tied into pigtails with black ribbons. She is wearing a navy blue sweatshirt with a picture of a Game boy advance on it with the words "Old School for life". She wears black knee length cargo shorts and navy blue tennis shoes with white socks. In her arms is a box. She takes a seat in a booth and sits the box next to her.
| >The pink haired girl casually takes a seat with the blond haired girl
"So... did you want a fullsized one or a smol one? Also what color are your panties? Anything but pink will do"
| "The panties I am currently wearing are navy blue with white lace."
>The girl replies in a monotone voice. Her face remains expressionless. upon closer examination you can tell that. the girls left hand and the side of her face are auged. Her hand is completely robotic, matching the color of her skin exactly and the segmentation of her joints are a subtle as possible. From her left eye down is the same, ending just before her nose and her mouth.
| "I have thought about it and though It would be nice to have one my size it would be better to have a full size one."
| >Tsuya nods
"Heheh you sure? She could carry you around and... Well whatever. The question was more so what color you wanted her into, sorry if we misspoke, we're still getting a hand on language "
>The her clothes appear to melt away into her body, and rather horrifically realistically she pulls her arm and a large chunk of her body off which forms into a smaller pantygurl with navy blue hair. She blinks a few times
"Hello Master W!"
| (She said full size. She said while she would like one her size it would be more useful to her to have one full size sorry if it was confusing)
| (Oops, I misread that yeah, Well basically a little bit of dialog changes, but erm,
Sure ye you have a full sized now i guess)
| (Woo (/o3o)/ )
| >The blond then pushes the box towards the pink haired girl before getting up and observing her new companion.
"My name is Wendy. It is nice to meet you"
| >Johnson looks on to the pantygurl and Wendy. He mutters to himself.
"Never change GC, never change..."
| > Uni let the newly arrived patrons do their talk — not wanting to interrupt. She herself attempts to turn off something in her eye; it seems she turned off the glowing eye.
"Okay, that's done."
> She takes a deep breath before approaching the patrons.
"Hello there! How can I serve you today?"
> For some reason Uni is not weirded out by the pantyswarm girl, or rather, the TWO pantyswarm girl.
| >A white haired lady in an officer's greatcoat and peaked cap enters through the doorway. Her gaze, along with her poise is cold and strict as she scans the room for... Sentient Underwear
| > The blue pantyswarm gurl wastes no time rubbing up to wendy
"Oh wendy, please give us a goodly name!"
>Meanwhile Tsuya looks towards Uni and politely says
"Ah, could we, er *I* hve some tea?"
>Jean is too busy serving to notice the multiplication of a customer
| >Tsuya then quickly opens the box and starts munching on whatever is inside, incredibly conspicuous for anyone looking for a pantygurl, even if they weren't it's pretty conspicuous.
| >The white haired officer takes a seat nearby. Placing a suitcase on the table she raises her hand for a waiter
"A black tea please"
| "I would also like some Tea"
>Wendy says to Uni before turning her attention back to the newly made panty girl.
"I think Lacia is a good name. Does it meet your approval?"
| >The contents of the box contains a variety of clothes. everything from panties to silk dresses all seemingly Wendy's size.
| >She nods
"Lacia... a fine name for us. We would like some tea also"
| "I hope to spend lots of time together for both research and non research purposes"
>Wendy sits back down and oats the seat next to her. Her face and voice have remained emotionless this whole time
| >the officer looks like she wants to say something. But stops, tries again, and stops. Bewildered by a mass of sentie t underwear
| >Tsuya feels a gaze in her and turns to the officer
"whacha starung for? Whatdo ya want one too?"
| >the officer is surprised, taken aback, and shuffles akwardly
"...yeah... That's what I came here for"
| "Huh? Oh sorry, what was your order again?"
>She scarves down the rest of the box, visibly growing larger and gets up
| >Regaining her cold composure, the officer places a hand on her briefcase
"A black tea and a... Panty girl..."
| "And what color and size are your panties? Er do you wish your pantygirl to be?"
>She stretchee a few times and crqcks her knuckles... Do panty girle have bones to crack?
| >The officer turns red, she expected as much, but still couldn't help but be embarrassed
"White and black... Stripes.."
| >Tsuya nods
"get a name ready for yout panties!"
>After tearing herself apart once again, there now lies the smaller tsuya, and a pantygurl with black and white hair.
"Um... hello master..."
>Tsuya looka at the briefcase hungrily
| >The officer hands Tsuya the briefcase, inside are some newly bought clothes.
>she turns to the striped panty girl, taking off her peaked cap and placing it on her head
"Katyusha. How do you feel about being an officer?"
| >Katyusha bows then salutes
"Of course master! I will protect and serve!"
>Jean lools over and rubs his eyes
"...are they triplets or something?"
| >Wendy claps
"Excellent choice, Miss Officer""
| (Uni definitely didn't just stood there idly because her player decided that they needed sleep. Not at all.)
"Tea for both of you, and a black tea for Miss Officer there."
> Uni smiles at the orders, taking a note in her mind, reaffirming the orders.
"A moment please."
> She let the patrons do their willing, whatever it was — she herself walked back to the kitchen to prep up three total glass of tea.
| >The officer extends a hand to Katyusha to sit her down beside her
"Name's Ferris"
| >She then calls out to Uni in the kitchen
"And a light beer. ...please"
| >An extremly tall woman with glowing green eyes and a turtleneck under a trench coat enters the building, her ankle lenght black hair fluttering about as she walks in, hands in her pockets.
"This is the place where the mis-Ancestry dropped that thing..."
>She mumbles to herself
| >Katyusha takea Ferris's hand and sits down gently she fidgits and looks up at her
"So uhm miss Ferris, why did you want us of all people to serve with you?"
| >>211702 >>211710
(I had no internet for the whole of the day... soz)
>Johnson serves up the tea in to the glasses, ready for Uni to serve, and preparing a cold glass of beer for officer Ferris as well.
"Didn't think I'd see pantygirls and an infamous officer on one day. heh."
>>211735
"Hello ma'am! Welcome to the La Lune."
| >>211755
>She glances sideways, keeping a cold expression
"You will address me as Lieutenant when we are in uniform and on duty."
"And I have my reasons"
>>211762
>She raises an eybrow at Johnson, intrigued
"Infamous?"
| >OS looks at Ferris
"Up tight aint she, not that I mind"
>She says before looking at Johnson
"Very sorry to ask, but a good friend of mine dropped something here recently you see..."
| >>211775
"The gal who brought down AM, improved efficiency in the PD, harsh as all hell, I could keep going."
>Johnson chuckles lightly.
"You've done a lot of good things for this city, Ferris."
| >>211762
> Taking the tea, and the beer along with her, Uni serves them to the patrons; two tea, and a black tea — easy enough for her to remember.
"Here you go."
> She drops the paired tea to the desk of pantygirl's and her friend.
"And here you go, Lieutenant."
> Finally, the black tea and the beer was taken to the officer.
"Have a nice drink, everyone."
| >Katyusha looks a little scared for a moment and looks down and fidgits more
"I-'m sorry F- Lieutenant"
| >>211796
(Sorry, still remembering the fact that I pen Johnson.)
"And what could that friend or item be ma'am?"
| >>211820
>OS sighs
"Huh, yeah its huh a knife, a really retro one, looks like a small Khukri, Its engraved and everything, she dropped it while coming here... But wont tell me why and wont come back herself..."
>The woman says, looking bored
| >>211824
"While I was not born yesterday, I did only start working here today. You'd be better off speaking to the owner of the place, Jean."
>Johnson goes in to the kitchen from his bar position, to find and tell Jean.
| >>211805
>Ferris nods without a word, being taught that compliments were meant to be accepted silently
>>211796
"Sigh* I know how to adjust, Good to see you"
>She gives Uni a politely formal thank you as she takes the beer and slides the tea towards Katyusha, well aware that they only take normal food out of politeness, she pats her head to alleviate her fear
| >Jean comes out of the kitchen a little confused
"Did something happen?"
| >>211840
"Yeah, we got someone who is picking up an engraved khukri for a friend?"
>Johnson motions towards OS.
| "An engraved..... Khuri?"
>Jean scratches his head
"Uhm.. Hmph I don't think i've seen one, you sure it was around here?"
| (Finally able to get back on the net...Jeez...
-Evening)
| "Ferris. For some reason that name sounds familiar"
>Wendy noted, having been staring and investigating her new companion all this time and was not quiet all this time for some fourth wall reason like her rper being at work. She took a sip of her tea.
| >Ferris recieves a call, giving a few yes sirs and such, she takes Katyusha's hand and heads out the door. Leaving a credstick and an untouched beer. Someone was on duty after all.
"Let's go. Emergency call, I'll leave you at the station"
| >>211846
"I'm sure, didnt you get a drunk client with a red coat? She tried taking every knife she dropped, but that one managed to slip"
>OS says, looking a bit happy to see jean
| "So Miss, if you don't mind me asking, I would like to learn more about ypur creator"
>Wendy addressed Tsuya
|
>Tsuya looks almost surprised
"Huh? Dahk? what about her? While it's true she designed the ai that would evolve into us, I don't see what you would really wanna learn from her."
>>212200
>Jean scratches his head again and... a light bulb flickers on!
"Ohhh, that one, yeah i have it right here, sorry, was using it for cooking"
>He hands OS the knife, and then realizes something.
"Wait... You're not the one dating my daughter are you?"
| "Are you saying there is more to be learned from you yourself?"
>Wendy questioned
| "All i'm saying is, if you're gonna ask about us there's noone that understands us better then us?"
>She winks at Wendy
| "How interesting."
>Wendy took another sip of her tea
"I have dabbled in engineering for awhile so when you popped up I was immensely curious to how you work. I want to know how closely to humans you resemble in anatomy and sentience and what capablities you have. Also it peeks my interest that you give clones per say to anyone who asks without much cost which makes me question your motives alittle"
| >Johnson drinks the beer for himself, not wanting to waste it, and begins cleaning the glass. He's seen enough shit to warrant a beer.
| >>212340
"Silencing your pain?"
> Uni approaches the man with an empty cleaned cup, used for the black tea earlier.
"Isn't this a bit too early for a butler to have a drink?"
> She jokingly said before taking the cup to to the kitchen, placing it nearly amongst other, similar cup.
| "No ma'am, just making sure that the beer is not wasted."
>He replies with a smile.
| >>212380
"Sheesh, you."
> Uni takes the either sarcastic or bluntly honest statement, smiling at it.
"Why not give it a share?"
> She nudges the butler, but her question wasn't serious in any way.
"—Actually, don't. I don't like karmotrine or alcohol."
| "Mhmmm..."
> Johnson closely studies Uni, eyes squinting, His years of people skills tells him exactly what she likes.
"How about some tea liquor after work?"
| >>212409
"Oh, nice guess."
> Uni's left eye radiates a neon blue light, but the light was quickly swept to nonexistence after she blinks.
"—But I'd rather have a proper warm tea."
> Chuckling at her sentence, she began remembering the tea made by someone else.
"I wonder if Kazuki still have those tea with him. I can never contact him for more of those—"
> She mumbles in a not-so-quiet voice.
| "I never guess, only deduct."
>Johnson says, going back to polishing glasses and tea cups.
| >>212430
"And deduction is only an educated guess."
> Uni replied, walking out from the kitchen.
"Oh, but if you want an after-work drink, then I'll be on it."
> She said before going into the dining parts of the cafe.
| "Sure, I'll be heading out early, but you'll find me in a bar."
>Johnson says as he stacks up the cleaned glasses.
| >>212440
> After checking on the patrons, Uni walks back close to the kitchen. Continuing the conversation with Johnson.
"I'm sorry, I didn't quite hear what you said before. You were going to which bar again?"
|
| "I'll be at the Midnight Drifter.
>Johnson keeps cleaning the glasses to a perfect sheen.
| >>213042
"I never went to that many bars before, but I feel like the name you mentioned is familiar to me."
> Uni ponders for a while, gazing to the ceiling in a gesture to remember.
"—Hmh. Maybe it is. Maybe it isn't. What drinks do they offer?"
| "I'm sure they can get you what you need, you don't have to come because I am. I always end up finding trouble anyway."
>Johnson smiles.
| >>213161
> Uni smiled in return, her left eye flashes light before quickly dissipating.
"A friend of mine used to say that. It's safe to say that trouble is now having a hard time catching up to him."
> She sighs, long exasperating memory goes by her in a blitz.
"I'll go. It has been a while since I'm a bar. My cramped apartment isn't quite comfortable for a pastime anyway."
| "Alright. I'll make sure not to drink myself to death before you come."
> Johnson returns to his duties at the bar, making sure any customers are served.
| (Tsuya?)
| (Sorry, been a little overwhelmed recently!)
>Tsuya stares at wendy for a long long time, half spacing out and half judging her
"Right, you can probably be trusted! got any specific questions, or should i just blab?"
| (It's cool!)
"You can tell me what you can. Though I am curious if these clones you can make can intern make copies of themselves as well"
| "Yep! All panty gurls can do that as long as you let them build enough size!! Not like i'm unique, i was just *first*."
| "I think that in itself makes you unique. What is your biology like? Do you have the same anatomy as humans?"
| >Tsuya laughs
"We don't know enough about humans to mimic their insides, this appearance is only skin deep, to help me blend into society while we gathet info on humans"
>she sips her beer
"Just kidding! well, not really..."
| "Do you hope to create your own panty girl society? What do you hope to gain by studying humans?"
| "To be quite honest, we don'- *I* Don't know. Society and quite frankly, individuality is quite a foreign concept to us, so we ponder weather or not it has value"
>She speaks with empty eyes, as if she forgot to put on a mask.
| "Are you all connected on some way? Like a hive mind?"
| "No, not currently, the individual panties in our body are connected, but i neither know nor understand what's going through the minds of your 'Lacia'."
| "Interesting... Sorry for the barrage of questions"
| "No no, it's quite fine, it's nice to talk about these things. It's scary for us, you know, being alone, vunerable, having to use the illogical concept of 'trust'...
Speaking of which, we 'trust' you don't spoil our objective to everyone, it'll be a shame to have to..."
>She returns to her usual cheery demeanor and smile
"Just kidding!"
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| >At long last the french maid cafe is open again! Multiple ribbons adorn the place, and on the inside everything appears to be freshly cleaned. Two people currently wait inside, one a conspicuously muscular and tall... loli? and the other a tired looking girl with red hair