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The voice of the short-haired woman echoed in the emptier room. She was short handed since their recent opening and she needed some workers. Well, to be more accurate, she needed everything. Chef, waitstaff, Hosts, a Bartender, cleaning service... busboy. She basically had to manage the best she could and sometimes that wasn't good enough. Business was slow but she was breaking even in profits. So she couldn't complain. What's the point of having a lot of business if you couldn't even manage it? However, that wasn't good enough. She wanted to do better. She could remember as a kid that her grandpa had this as a happening place, but that was before the apocalypse.
The man that sat at the bar was an older gentleman. He was hear every morning asking for the same breakfast. "Bacon, eggs sunny-side up, and flapjacks." The man spoke up with a gruff to his voice before he sipped on his cup of decaf coffee. He was a usual, but that was wonderful nontheless.
"Fantastic! Alright, I'll have someone cook it up right away for ya." With a smile she walked on the oak-planked floors passed the bar stools and in the kitchen door to her one lonely cook. "The usual!" Knowing exactly what meal she was talking about, the cook started to make the breakfast as Skye walked right out the door and towards the Host Podium, hoping for another customer.
The redhead quickly jogged over to the window and peaked out, watching her friend try to take down the large-body heartless attacking him. As she watched the brawl, her usual customer paid no mine as the chef came out with his breakfast. He was used to the fighting and it did not interest him like it did Skye. His dull eyes peered over at his meal instead and he started to take a bit of his pancakes after he cut into them. Right as he took a bite the heartless flew across each side of the window like a cow jumping over the moon in a nursery rhyme. Meanwhile his music was easily heard in the building.
Joe immediately headed into the bar soon after and he started to order a beer before turning over to the owner. "No one who made an epic entrance like you did." She chuckled as she walked over to the bar and sat at the stool. "You seem like you deserve a beer... what happened? Was that heartless there when you got here or did it appear by you?" She asked inquisitively while she crossed her arms. She knew fully well that Joe could handle himself, however it didn't mean that he still didn't worry her. They have known each other for some time now and she felt responsible for him.
If the swing hits: Joe leaves the sword in her side and grabs another and swings repeating the process until he has no swords left and they are all stuck to the girl he then draws and fires at the hilt of one of the swords causing a chain reaction that makes all of the swords hit her at once. "200 blows and not a lethal one out of them I feel satisfied." Joe catches a sword that is tumbling away from the girl. "Well that was quick." He turns around.
If the swing misses: Joe jumpes back with a grin "Ok so your fast but are to smart too?" Joe disappears into a gate and appears in the sky above the girl.
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