ReStart: Iris » Places

         As Jax listened to all this, and as all these words were spoken, he could not help but have some lingering thoughts in his mind.

"Hey, you never know what you are capable of until you do it or you don't" Jax told Rey, giving her some words that were only truthful. One would not know what they could do or couldn't until they did it and succeeded or tried and failed. "Besides, the fact that anyone here has encountered the one before us is already quite an exceptional sign. OF course, whether its good or bad there is no way to know for certain...but, it is something. So you cant really call yourself nothing".

And then he looked at Akana. "For example, is he capable of winning Rey's heart? Maybe he can, maybe he cant. Wont know until he tries".

Jax just sort of used that as a random example, shrugging off any implications as he looked into the abyss of the Aether Fields.

"The real question is...why? And how?"

         Akana had just begun to stretch when his phone began to ring. He winced, as he knew it could only be one person this early. His boss. Once again, no doubt, calling him in on his day off. Contemplating not answering at all, he pulled out the phone and flipped it open. Sure enough, his suspicions were correct. He pressed the call button, answering as nicely as he could through gritted teeth.

"Yes, Gretta? You do know its Torries shift today right?"

"Apparently she doesn't. Plus, she's fired. I need you here now, Kan."
He heard her begin to yell at what Akana was sure were impatient customers, now upgraded to angry. Gretta was never one for customer service. Sighing, he hung up on her. Sometimes he was almost sure the place wouldn't stay open without his help. Picking up his boom box he ran back up to his room, got his work uniform on, and ran back out.

A short walk later he arrived at the convenience store. As he predicted, there was a long line of people, the first arguing with his flustered superior. Akana slid in between a few people in the line, sighing and making his way around the counter. Gretta looked over to Akana and back to the angry looking man, donning a sacherine sweet smile.

"My associate will be right with you 'SIR.'" She turned and gave a disgusted look to Akana, and stormed past him, cursing about how important the other things she needed to do were. Effectively thrown under the bus again, Akana raised a middle finger to her dissapearing form and rolled his eyes. Reaching the cash register, he asked the man his automated question.

"Hello Sir, welcome to Sev-" He was cut off.

"Don't give me that shit Kat-man-Du, just give me some damn smokes. I've been in this line for ten minutes."
Akana's ears pinned back as he tried, and failed to hide his annoyance with the man.

"What. Brand?"

Akana said softly, again through gritted teeth. The man pointed haphazardly to a pack of "Ciga-roos." Akana grabbed the pack, adorned with a smoking marsupial in sunglasses. Turning around he threw them on the counter. The man threw a large bill on the counter and kept an unblinking, glaring eye on Akana the entire time he split the change. Akana only noticed this as he began to hand the man his change. The man kept staring at Akana, obviously still mad, but not voicing his opinion.

Akana, ears still pinned back, glared right back at the man, and demanded that he have a nice day. He smiled, looking much more like snarl, his body language not helping his case. The mans expression softened, as he backed down. Grabbing his change and the cigarettes, the man walked away. He took a deep breath. Alright. One customer down. 6 more hours to go. He looked towards the next customer, who seemed to be in much less of a rush after watching the exchange between the two. Akana began to get the line moving along.