Viginti

"Now, entertain me for all you're worth, humans..." You are dead, though the shock of the event made you forget this fact. You somehow have managed to find yourself in the void between heaven and hell, and before you stands a man with hair of ocher. He simply rolls his eyes and welcomes you to his bar, "Viginti" What will you do? [Independent Ginti RP Blog. May contain NSFW content]

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Welcome [@grave-of-maria]

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grave-of-maria:

She slightly sighed, that wasn’t a joke…”Well there’s no prices on the menu.” she simply pointed out. Maybe it was like that? Was everything the same price then? Well at least she could tell that this man wasn’t Italian, maybe he was English, in that case when wouldn’t want to touch the food. But by the surroundings she assumed the man was Japanese. Their food was good..so it was safe to order something. 

"Fine fine!" she sighed and ordered what she thought the cheapest drink and food would be.

"..." Ginti sighed dramatically and took her order. She wants cheap, huh? She'll get cheap. A half-baked attempt at cooking her food will probably piss her right off. The operatic singer managed to strike the wrong chord with him and now he's officially on edge with her.

"That sounds more like it" he nods. Still having decency to be hospitable, he serves her a glass of water as he prepares her a bowl of Ramen, his back turned and his movements as he cooks seem rather jerky. He makes it a point to allow the noodles to sit in the water for too long so they'd be extra soggy by the time he serves them to her.

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"You’re missing out something, though that is for you to figure out. Remember, she isn’t just any regular human that can we can easily judge just like we do with others."

Eyes watched as he brought the cat into his arms before she had responded. What was the female to her? She found Onna to be quite interesting, but even so, she had so much to learn. Though, she wasn’t going to receive the treatment she was getting now for forever. There was a certain amount of time she had before having to be judged.

"I never said I was keeping her here for long. With her knowing and being aware she’s dead, it’s difficult to judge and I want see what will happen if we let her stay for a bit before having her to be judged. I find her to be quite interesting. For her knowing she’s already dead, I’m curious as to why. Usually humans that come here don’t automatically remember until we put them into our games"

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He groaned dejectedly and rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, yeah. You can stop right there. I can see that you’re not going to budge on this anymore." The bartender huffed, placing Memine back on the ground and laying his palm on his cheek as he leaned against the wall, his interest in the topic fading already.

”—But you can’t make me get along with her, or that silver haired moron, Decim.” he retorted. “I want as little to do with him as possible.”

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grave-of-maria:

The exorcist nodded, it was nice to hear her native language again, no more English, it was a relief at last! Although she was taken back by the swift movement of the bartender as he placed the menu in font of her… he wanted her to get something? Did she need to pay? That was the first thing to run though her mind…. “If I don’t have to pay..” she paused…”I want one of each!” she grinned.. she did require a lot of energy and free food was the best either way! 

"This is a bar! Not a charity! Of course you're going to pay; And no, you are not ordering one of everything!" he growled fiercely.

The mere IDEA that someone would order everything on the menu was just absurd. He was a one-man band! Did she honestly expect him to cook all that food, mix all those drinks, and then she would walk out, paying absolutely nothing?

"That better be some italian humor. And even if it is, I'm not laughing. No. No I'm not. What do you want? If you don't have any money, get the hell out of my bar!"

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Welcome to Viginti.

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            Wow, was it just her, or, was he a little bit { s c a r y } and intimidating?                 Taking a seat a little to his right, she pulled out a few things like her wallet                and phone. "I was only asking because most bars in the area don’t                open until after seven.” She stated; fingers pale as snow reached                towards the menu’s; looking at the food first, she nibbled her lower lip                 in thought.

                Taking a seat a little to his right, she pulled out a few things like her wallet                 and phone. "I was only asking because most bars in the area don’t                 open until after seven.” She stated; fingers pale as snow reached                 towards the menu’s; looking at the food first, she nibbled her lower lip                 in thought.

                Part of her wanted to inform him that being rude wasn’t a really good                 way to gather a frequent clientele, but it wasn’t really her place to say                 now was it? "Donburi Gyudon, no miso soup as well as grape                  chūhai.” She really didn’t even read the rest of the menu; preferring to                 eat what she was familiar with. A hand rose to rub at the back of her neck,                 cracking the bones as best she could. "Please." She almost forgot her                 manners, how forgetful of her.

               Though the more that she sat in her seat, the more she felt the certain                 question bubble at her lips, soon spilling into the air. "Are you alright?                 You don’t look like you’re having a good day.”

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Ginti simply nodded, and gave a bored yawn. If the girl wanted a beef bowl, he had no problem preparing it. It was probably one of the more simpler thing she could have ordered. At least she was sparing him a bit. 

Her order of chūhai was a bit disappointing though. He wouldn’t admit he was looking forward to mixing a drink. Perhap he’ll mix himself something after he finishes.

"Ok fine. Got it." he said hastily, already running off to grab her beverage. However his frown merely grew larger at her question.

"There’s no such thing as a good day, woman. Only bad days and slightly less awful ones." his response having a bit of a snarl to his words.

He tended the entire bar alone, so unfortunately for her, the conversation was going to be cut a bit short. He tightened his apron and turned his back to her. The kitchen was still within earshot as it was a live cooking area of sorts, so she could watch her food be prepared.

Meanwhile, he would also prepare Sunomono to accompany her meal.

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Welcome [@grave-of-maria]

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grave-of-maria:

The woman looked up at the man, the man had red hair, but it short she observed, but raised an eyebrow, not expecting the stranger to know Italian. “Tu parli Italiano?” she smiled a bit. “I also know English.” she replied, wondering if it was easier for the man…that’s how everyone was in England anyway. But she followed his directions and sat down at the bar and looked around, the man did have some collection of wooden dolls.

"Sì, parlo italiano. --- Whatever's easier for you to understand." he said, as he continued to speak to her in Italian. 

Without a moment's hesitation he grabbed onto the food and drink menus for the restaurant and placed them in front of her. It seemed as though the man had a permanent scowl on his face but there was the occasional smile that seeped through on his face.

"Go ahead and order something." Ginti ordered, with a hint of complacence in his tone.

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Welcome to Viginti.

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           Orientation at the University had been a rather tiring event for the student;               people pestering her to join certain clubs, shoving flyers into her hands,              there was no way in hell that she could have found a place of quiet within              the campus bar - no, that would have been filled with students drinking              until they were in a comatose state. So, on her way back to her apartment,               she had decided to pop into one of the more, less known bars in the area.

               Even though as she entered; the bartender’s expression was less than               happy, the smile upon her features only brightened, walking over towards               the bar, soon slipping off her bag. “Good afternoon.” She chimed in               happy tone. "A-Ah, you’re open right?" It was a little hard to tell               considering that there was next to no one in here, other than the cat.

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Not even 10 seconds and the first few words to come out of her mouth already managed to rile him up.

"…Of course we’re open. Just because there’s nobody in here doesn't mean we’re closed." he grumbled. "Just sit down or something, would you?"

Curt as always. 

However as if she could sense his distress, the tiny black cat meowed, approaching him and patting him upon his shoe, looking up at him. Just by meeting their eyes, it was as if he could understand what Memine was trying to convey to him.

With a deep breath, he grabbed a menu and placed it at a seat nearest to his side, which had been just a seat away from his row of Kokeshi dolls. The menu contained mostly sushi and traditional japanese cuisine, though there seemed to be things on there that didn’t seem quite right for a japanese themed bar.

Additionally he placed the menu for drinks on top of the food menu.

"Order something." he said, in a practically demanding tone.

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Welcome [@grave-of-maria]

grave-of-maria: Maria looked over at the man who just hollered the greeting, it wasn’t the worst greeting she ever got the woman sighed…”Salve (hello)?” she called back as she approached the bar slowly, observing her new surroundings.

An Italian woman... Her presence was a bit of a surprise to him. If anything he expected some sort of Asian guest, as they typically seemed to enjoy the atmosphere, even if they weren't Japanese, the eastern Asian decor bought a feeling of warmth to them. At least that's what they told the bartender.

"Benvenuti a Viginti...Sedere." he responded back, pointing to the available seat across from his current position. 

Things worked a bit differently in this bar. Upon entering, he was capable of speaking to his customers regardless of their native tongue, and should he shake her hand, he'd learn quite a bit about her. More than he'd care to know.

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kesembilxn:

"Then don’t come complaining to me about the woman if you already know you’re not going to get along with her. You’ll have to get along with her eventually."

Eyes watched as the cat found their way onto Ginti’s shoulder before she returned her attention back to Ginti as he had spoke. Cats had seemed to be enough for the other. He didn’t seem to want to listen or deal with someone who had a troublesome back story. “If you say so then.”

Nona knew straight from the start that if she had paired Onna with Ginti, it probably wouldn’t go too well. With Ginti’s personality, it may not work out fine and Decim was the only one that had fit.

"I complain because this whole thing is unusual. Humans come, we judge their souls, and then they're out. That's how it works, or am I missing something here?" He scowled.

He brought Memine into his arms and began to stroke her back softly as if to try to calm himself down. He couldn't explain why the black haired woman bothered him. Perhaps a part of him was admittingly curious, but the majority rules; she's a human and she needs to be reincarnated or voided.

"Who is she to you anyway? You make it sound as if you intend on having her here for far too long."

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Welcome to Viginti.

Business was slow as usual, nary a soul in the bar. Sure the location was a bit odd, but who the hell could pass up a good drink? The day had certainly felt long, and now evening had finally set. 

The lights flickered with a faint sound of buzzing overhead. It was quiet enough to the point where Ginti could hear his faithful cat Memine clawing upon her scratching post. Just as soon as he was about to let out a sigh of frustration, the door swung open.

He had half a mind to fix his posture, but the gesture was half-hearted. The japanese styled bar seemed rather out of place in this city, but the atmosphere was rather welcoming, though the bartender behind the counter looked anything but pleasant.

"Welcome to Viginti." he hollered from the bar, not even bothering to look over at the patron who had just walked in.

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kesembilxn: "Wasting my time? I have to disagree. Right from the start she knew she was dead, and with her knowing that, there isn’t much to judge is there? This is all information you should be aware of Ginty. And this has nothing to do with him. Who I decided to put her with has nothing to deal with personal issues I have with you all. When deciding, he only seemed to be the one that fits. Don’t tell me that you want an assistant, even though you have your own cat to help you out?"

"You couldn't even beg me to fraternize with that human girl.-- And her name is Memine." Ginti's eyes narrowed slightly. At that moment, Memine had found her way to Ginti's side, and climbed up upon his shoulder. A light smile snuck onto his visage for a brief moment as he scratched under her chin, before returning his attention to Nona. "I don't need anyone else. Cats have pure souls just like all animals. I don't have to worry about some traumatic backstory. They're clean for life... They only have bad owners and bad upbringings."

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kesembilxn:

"With that personality of yours, rushing isn’t the best thing to do. Do remember she did mention about herself knowing that she is dead. We never had such a thing happen before, and I’m curious as to what may happen as time passes on for her. Who knows when the time will be for her judgment."

"There really isn't anything worth watching here. So she remembers that she died. Big deal. Every human remembers after bein' here for a while. And what does my personality got to do with this...? Tsk--All I'm saying is that you're just wasting time. You probably feel sorry for that asshole you replaced me with. His stone-faced expression got you all teary eyed, Nona?"

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"What is it?"

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"The black haired woman...Is it truly alright to leave her like this? I'm growing impatient of this waiting game. She should be judged like anyone else, right?"

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