Guts and Determination

Kyoko Mogami from Skip Beat! - Vigilante Veteran - Affiliated with Città Alveare

[mogamisan]

@theformerace

Kyoko was excited. She had news that she just couldn’t wait to tell her friend/roommate, Kanbaru-san. It was late when she got home, well past dinner time. It was well past bedtime for that matter. She rushed into the dark house and headed right for Kanbaru-san’s bedroom door. She deliberated for a mere ten seconds before knocking, hoping that her friend was still awake and, that if she wasn’t, that she’d forgive her intrusion.

“Kanbaru-san,” she voiced through the door. “I have some important news to tell you.”

[lxremaster-deactivated20160924]

He sighed a breath of relief as he was informed of her status. He kept up his warm smile, unable to feel any form of negative emotion. An accident was an accident– he was sure his other friends would have yelled. He was glad he had some form of rationality.

“Oh, let bygones be bygones, young lady. No hard feelings.” he laughed softly, glad she knew where she stood. Hearing her comment, a red tint bloomed on his cheeks. “Ahaha! Well, I try to be at least.”

[mogamisan]

What a forgiving soul. She reaching into her bag and pulled out a coupon to her theater and bar. She always carried around these tokens of thanks where ever she went. First, it was good business to get her theater's name out there and second, who didn't like a free show?

"As a way of saying thanks let me give you this," she said as she held out the paper with a smile. "It is good for one free show at my theater. I am the proprietress of the LoveMe Theater, Kyoko Mogami, and I'd like to invite you to a show on the house

[bloodredchaos-deactivated201607]

“eheh…hehehehe” Cletus tried his best to contain his excitement but it was impossible to let that laugh be kept inside. His eyes remained wild as he looked at the girl with his smile. Casually, the man slipped his hands into the pockets of his ratty leather jacket.

“Did I scare you?? hehehehe…” It was not a hard thing to admit; he loved it when people were afraid of him. It was almost euphoric. 

“I think I should be the one telling you to watch out for the freaks that come out at night.” He couldn’t wait anymore, the symbiote began to squirm and his clothes morphed into his dark red suit.

[mogamisan]

One moment Kyoko was looking down at her phone reading off the time and the next looked up and the man put on a weird red costume. At first his warning concerning her safety put her a little at ease. Her grudges, however, told her differently and were having a feeding frenzy off the malevolent emotions radiating from him.

She knew this man was dangerous. She could feel his desire to kill. Now she was afraid, but she didn't want him to know that. She quickly backed away from him, giving herself more space between then.

"Thank you for your warning sir," she told him as bravely as she could. "If you don't mind, I'd like to head home now. I wish you a good night."

[bloodredchaos-deactivated201607]

@mogamisan

It’s been about a week, and Cletus still can’t seem to get a feel for where anything in this city is. He managed to find the shithole the creators of this city dubbed his home, but he wasn’t much for sleeping so he never really stayed there. The man had been itching to kill again, for his body count was drastically low for his liking. With his powers nearly nonexistent, he took picking out his victims much more carefully.

As he lurked through dark alleyways, Cletus noticed a girl walking in his direction. She looked like the perfect candidate to add to his list. He picked up his pace to meet her.

“Hey little miss….Got the time?”

[mogamisan]

Kyoko had had a late night. Her restaurant and bar had closed late and afterwards she had spent time working on the books. She was, however, in a good mood. For the first time ever the LoveMe Theater was operating in the black.

To say that she was surprised when a ruffian of a man jumped out at her and asked her the time would have been an understatement. She nearly jumped out of her skin and had barely held back a yelp. She hoped the man didn't think she was afraid of him. She wouldn't want to hurt his feelings.

"The time is 1:54, sir," she told him politely. "You may want to think about getting home though. You never know who you may run into this late at night."

[mogamisan]

Bar Tending at 16; Where are the Citta Police

[captaindarianfrey-deactivated20]

{♤} “Hmm” That’s not the answer Frey has been hoping for. But aside of a very brief frown, he’s doing his best to hide his disappointment. “I’ve taken many jobs before. But I can’t really see myself as a wait-staff or bartender. Or—” He pauses a moment.

“… what exactly is a playwright?” Never really been at a theater before for the reason of feeling out of place, he’s not really familiar with what’s behind a theater in first place. And since he’s been a lazy bum in his brief time in school, his level of education is limited to his own lifetime experiences.

[mogamisan]

Kyoko could hear the disappointment in his voice. A part of her couldn’t help but feel bad for not being able to offer him a job in a field he was interested in, but as an owner she had a responsibility to both the theater and its current employees to run it as efficiently as possible. Paying someone to stand around and stop fights and do nothing else seemed like such a waste. A better solution would be to hire a person that could stop fights and wait tables.

“A playwright is a person who creates plays,” she informed him. “So far the LoveMe Theater has had to put up with my own creations, and, though we’ve had some modest success, I’m no where near a professional.”

A ding of a bell went off grabbing her attention. Kyoko turned and retrieved the omurice and placed it on the counter with a bottle of ketchup. “Is there anything you want me to write on your omurice with the ketchup?”

[mogamisan]

Bar Tending at 16; Where are the Citta Police

[captaindarianfrey-deactivated20]

Bullseye. Frey still remains casual about their conversation, though.

“Neither was any security in these bars I visited in my world. Although a lot of them could need such employees. Vandalizing drunkards are bad for the business. Y'know, publicity and all that…” Frey is glad now that he listened to the boring complaints of barkeepers he met. He sounds like he really knows what he’s talking about. But of course, he’s lying.  If there where securities employed in these bars he uses to exchange letters, finding new jobs would become a pain in the ass. He’s glad there are no securities engaged. The navy alone is already bad enough. Frey raises his beer in a ‘Thank you’ manner, before he takes a small sip from it.  He resists the urge to slam it back down. Instead, he just puts the glass down normally. “With all the dubious people in this city, it doesn’t hurt to have some… backup. Really, I made a few fierce encounters before in The Hanged Man, while I worked there as security myself."  He thoughtfully glances at the beer before him.

[mogamisan]

For a moment the idea appealed to her. After all, it would be another worry taken from her shoulders, but Kyoko thought about the couple she worked for at the Darumaya and about the Ryokan she was practically raised at owned by the Fuwa family. Taking care of the customers was the owner’s responsibility. If she were to hire security to take care of the troublesome patrons then her pride as an owner would be at stake.

That wasn’t to say she couldn’t use more employees. It seemed the more people she hired the more disappeared back home. Even her original partner had left her. What she needed was to focus on was getting the next play on stage. But what did that say about her pride as an owner if she didn’t focus on the restaurant which was the half of the establishment that actually paid the bills? There had to be a way to do both.

“I don’t think hiring security is what I need,” she told the man. “At the moment a bartender or wait-staff or even more competent actors are a much higher priority. Or a playwright,” she added as a second thought. “I find that I’m a much better actress and waitress than a playwright.”

[mogamisan]

Bar Tending at 16; Where are the Citta Police

[captaindarianfrey-deactivated20]

Chicken Omurice? Frey knows what a chicken is. But Omurice? Probably some kind of rice… “Sure, I’d like to try that. A beer to go with it would be nice, too.” Just in case it tasted awful after all, he’d be able to wash down the taste of it. And unlike Kyoko, he doesn’t mind a beer here and there. He gives her a enthusiastic smile in return, as he proceeds to dive into some chitchat.

“Mrs. Mogami, yes? That’s a nice Theater  you’ve created here. Just, I can’t help but wonder, do you have security employed to work here, too? Can’t say I’ve seen any so far.” He’s sitting on his mouth, before he’s able to say what he thinks of the Theater’s name.

[mogamisan]

Kyoko was momentarily taken aback by his question about security. So far she hadn't run into any problems that she couldn't handle. Just last night a pair of customers got a little rowdy and started fighting. From just a few words from her (and some help from her grudges) the two men stopped, paid their bills and left. Hiring security had never crossed her mind.

Kyoko turned towards the kitchen to place his order. She handed the cook the order and then returned to pour the man a draft of beer. It was true she'd hired and trained a cook even though she was more skilled, but she had more important things, as an owner, to deal with than to personally cook the food of every order. Perhaps she did need someone for security. After all she couldn't be everywhere at once.

"To be honest, I haven't given it any thought. At all the restaurants that I worked for in the past there never was any security, but then the police were 3 numbers away if there was a problem," she said to him as she handed him his beer. "I just put your order of omurice in. It should be up in a moment."

[mogamisan]

Bar Tending at 16; Where are the Citta Police

[captaindarianfrey-deactivated20]

{♤} In his home world, Frey knows a couple of bars he frequents regularly. Not necessary for their drinks or ambiance, but more for the postal system. And that’s because Frey doesn’t trust the normal postal service, when it comes to not entirely legal contents. In Hive City, he has no use for any postal services altogether. There is no need for letters, if you have these fancy little smartphones that send messages within seconds. That means also, there are not many specific places he frequents regularly yet, except ‘Just Deserts’, and 'The Hanged Man’, where Frey works himself. But, he considers quitting his services as a security in the Hanged Man as of lately. It seems to fall apart, and he knows when to leave a sinking ship. As he casually takes a seat before the bar counter, he looks around with mild interest. Now, a theater isn’t necessarily a place he imagines himself to hang around regularly. They always seem like places for the more cultivated people to him. But, he heard that the owner of the 'Love Me Theater’ (a name Frey considers horrible) keeps it open daily and runs a pub inside it. The food is good (apparently) and not ridiculously expensive. That sounds already good enough for a visit to Frey. Maybe, he could offer his services there for the time being, as well. Still parted with his ship, he can’t afford to be picky about jobs. And security? He got the equipment for that.

But the important things first.

“Hi. I’d like to try the menu of the day.”

[mogamisan]

"Absolutly, sir," she said as she passed him a menu. "I am the proprietress of the LoveMe Theater, Kyoko Mogami, and today's special is the chicken omurice. However I stand by everything on the menu and I'm quite skilled with Kyoto style cuisine."

Another man down the bar signaled for her attention. Leaving him to look over the menu for a moment she moved towards the other man. She poured him a draft beer and moved back to see if he was ready to order. Truthfully she didn’t understand the appeal of beer or other alcoholic beverages, but one had to make a living somehow.

"Let me know if there's anything you need," she told him with a smile.

[lxremaster-deactivated20160924]

The suddenness of the moment made the mage blink twice, only to realize that the woman had accidentally bumped into him. No wonder he almost fell to the ground. Allanon smiled, waving off the other without a care int the world.

“It’s alright, it’s alright. No harm done, young lady.” the mage replied. “Are you alright, however? Nothing hurt?” 

No harm asking, right?

[mogamisan]

Kyoko did a double take. This person was male. His beautiful hair had given her the initial impression that he wasn't. Her face flushed. She hoped that she hadn't let on her embarrassing misconception.

His concern for her well being moved her. It was rare to meet someone so forgiving and caring. There was no trace on anger or annoyance on his face for her transgression and she found that to be even more rare.

"I'm just fine, sir, thank you for asking," she answered him politely. "I was totally at fault and am glad that you're uninjured. I must say that I find you to be most gracious."

[mogamisan]

Bar Tending at 16; Where are the Citta Police

@captaindarianfrey

It was a slow night at the LoveMe Theater. There wasn’t a play on tonight but she kept it open as a restaurant/pub every night to make it profitable. Lately the theater had been hopping. Word was spreading if you wanted good food at a good price then this was the place to go. She had even bought a book on mixed drinks and was quickly getting the hang of tending bar. Guts and the will to succeed. That’s all she needed for any endeavor.

A man walked up to the bar. “Good evening sir,” Kyoko greeted the man politely. Customer service was something she knew a lot about. “Is there anything I can get you? I can get you a menu if you’d like.”

[mogamisan]

@lxremaster

There was another advertisement. Kyoko Sighed. How many people here, seeing as a good portion of the population had been kidnapped from their home world, actually had mothers to celebrate Mother’s Day with. It really made no sense, but, no matter where she went, Mother’s Day sales or products were on display. As if she needed to be reminded of her mother.

Leaving the store she strode quickly down the street. Memories of her mother’s disappointment weighed heavily on her. If she had been paying more attention she would have seen the woman sooner. With a yelp she quickly dodged around her, barely avoiding knocker her over.

“I’m so very sorry. I hope you’re alright,” Kyoko apologized to her.

[mogamisan]

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[mogamisan]

Chapter 235

Okay so the last one isn’t an icon and I didn’t reduce its size but Kyoko kicked Shou.

[mogamisan]

A Fantasiac Motherlode

[theformerace-archived]

Geez. A girl couldn’t catch a break, could she? All she wanted was a quiet morning spent reading the latest Elven romance written by the era’s greatest author.

Nonetheless, the sudden commotion and her comrade’s cries prompted Suruga into action, and she had no sooner sprung from her own straw bed and attempted a tumble into the room. But it wasn’t as graceful of an entry as she wanted it to be.

In the resulting cloud of dust and harsh thud, she found herself lying supine next to one of the invading creatures, who’d been unintentionally vanquished by that attack. 

“Ah haha ha… Er…” Well, whatever worked, she supposed, and soon she let out a giggle and leapt upright again. The remaining monsters still surrounded them; it was as though they were chomping at the bit to attack! Maybe.

Suruga’s pride was still on the line, as it always was. She simply couldn’t let these minions get the best of them.

Not just yet, anyway.

“Oh, ho, ho! You thought you could get away with your wicked deeds, but in the end, justice will always prevail! Now, before we lead you to a swift demise, tell us where your leader is! I would like to exchange words with them. To think that they sent out such incompetent underlings, I find that unacceptable. At the very least, you should have been trained to be more effective in your exploits.” With that taunt out of the way, she raised her fists and readied herself.

[mogamisan]

Kyoko lashed out with his staff (broom) and felled one of the closer villains (vase). She figured that she could keep one alive to talk in the end if necessary. He crumpled to the flow in a heap (shattered to pieces).

“These are weaklings, Kanbaru-san,” she told her comrade (roommate). “We can make short work of them.”

With a war cry Kyoko rushed forward to take on her next opponent (TV). With a decisive blow she knocked him beside the head. The man sputtered incoherently as he dropped to the ground falling silent with his eyes rolled into the back of his head. That was two down. Kyoko turned to see how her teammate was doing.

[thiefxgame-deactivated20170726]

The bow caught him off guard. Where did that come from?? Most people chased him away because of his reputation. But then again, he mused, this isn’t a normal city. With a mental sigh, he made his conscience accept that this woman was offering him food. Maybe paying her back would be a a good way to get in her favor. 

“I suppose I will, then. Thank you, Kyoko dear.” Even when he tried to get in good terms with anyone, he throws affectionate terms into his speech whenever he could. It was just his nature. Taking a seat next to her, he hummed as he wondered just what to take. As he picked up a sandwich, he decided to make small talk. “My name’s Zelnite, by the way. Nice to meet you… even if it wasn’t the best of moments….”

[mogamisan]

Kyoko gave him a weary look. Throwing around terms like dear was definitely a sign of a playboy. He also used her given name and she was sure that Zeinite wasn’t his family name. He probably thought it funny to try to force her to speak to him more intimately. To be fair most people in this lawless city didn’t have the manners to address each other properly, she thought. She shouldn’t hold it against him except for the fact he called her dear.

“Not the best of moments?” she parroted. Did he mean meeting her in this natural wonderland of beauty or was something else on his mind? She knew that she was hardly a catch for a playboy to try his wiles on but one would think that he’d have the decency to not voice it out loud. “I’m sorry to hear that,” she said as neutrally as she could.

[mogamisan]

Vigilante

Just as she finished reading the message she had received from the scientists Kyoko heard the door bell ring. At the door was a delivery man with a train case.

“Delivery for a Kyoko Mogami,” the man told her.

“I’m Kyoko,” she replied

“Please sign here miss,” the man said as he held out a clipboard.

With the delivery man gone she hurried back to her bedroom with her new case. Once there she opened it up and shining like the holy grail itself was makeup so beautiful, so wonderful, so expensive that it could turn a plain girl like her into a goddess. Tears came to her eyes as she picked up Odette. Today was the second happiest day of her life after the day that both her and Moko won the parts in the Curara commercial and became true best friends.

[mogamisan]

Another Day in Paradise

@mist-queen

Kyoko’s day could hardly get any worse. First rehearsals for her next plan went horrendously. The lead, who could barely remember his lines when he wasn’t drunk (which was never), stumbled into the castle background and destroyed it. It would take the better part of the week repairing it. Then she missed the sale at the marketplace and paid far too much for the day’s groceries. She looked up for any signs of rain. It always rains when things can’t get any worse. There wasn’t a cloud in the sky. At least she had that going for her.

She sighed. She was going to have to fire her lead, which meant she was going to have to find a replacement. With the destruction of the set putting her at least another week behind schedule it did afford her time to fine someone new, someone less drunk. After working with the consummate professional, Tsuruga- san, she found it difficult to put up with amateurs and there were only amateurs to draw talent from.

Kyoko’s grudges swirled around her casting aspersions on her soon to be fired male lead. The man was obvious in league with that bastard Shoutaro by trying to ruin the play that she had worked so hard on. A few even cursed the store manager for raising the sale prices three minutes before she could get there. Never mind that she had arrived three minutes late for the advertised time.

Blinded by her dark thoughts, Kyoko rushed down the street. She suddenly found herself falling back and landing on her bottom. She looked up to see that she had bumped into a girl. Perhaps rain could still be in her future.