Tricksters Against Strife

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gogoing-gxne:

“Y-Yes, I meant…” She paused, trying to memorize the word before slowly uttering it back, “F-Film. Sorry, My Japanese is, erm, not the best. I’ll be sure to work on it, though, Mistress, if you plan to come back and see me again.”

Offering a nod, she continued, writing down what she needed to grab quite quickly before extending a hand for her menu. “Of course! It’s my pleasure, Mistress.” For once, she didn’t feel as though she had to plaster on a fake smile, instead bowing her head with a gentle one worming its way onto her lips, “I’ll be right back. Feel free to take a breath and relax, alright?”

With that, she turned, rather quickly making her way towards the kitchen and getting lost in the sea of other guests and workers. It would take her a while, but she would make sure the things she brought back were enough to make the other not have to hide her grin, or atleast relax… That was, after all, her goal for the day.

    “Your Japanese is fine, I don’t mind if you need to speak in English.” Makoto replied handing back the menu. She nodded as Leiko left her alone. Then shifted in her seat, she reached into her pocket and pulled out her phone.

    She Texted Eiko M: You said to let you know if there were maid cafe’s right?

     E:O M G YOU R NOT!??????

     M:Yes, is there an etiquette to this place or?

    E: OMG No way, Mako, MAKO SRSLY!??

Makoto sighed, Eiko was not being particularly helpful until she replied.

   E: Just erlax!

   E: *relax! HAve fun!

Makoto frowned at her phone, but put it away to take out her notes. She was looking into the schools here in town. Sae might not like it but she wanted to go to school abroad. Something about staying home felt weird to her.

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gogoing-gxne:

“Oh! I forgot about that…”

How it slipped her mind was beyond her. Back when she had been filing for her Student Visa, as well as sending her application to any and every Tech School she could, her advisors had suggested she opt for USF, only to have her blatantly deny them. It was all or nothing for the Tanaka line, and while she wasn’t exactly one of the ‘true’ heirs on paper anymore, it still held true. “There are quite a few areas to check out, but I’m happy for you. The magnet course is pretty cool if I remember correctly.” She chuckled lightly, fixing her bag again, almost out of habit.

Why on earth was she getting so nervous around her?

“Right this way then,” Leiko murmured, turning towards the closest door and beginning to lead her out. There were a couple of cafes nearby, but if she had her way, she’d practically drag the girl to the Lucky Cat just so she could get her usual sweet fix before work later that night. “Have you had time to explore the city itself? I know it’s rather, erm… Huge, but there are some nicer spots. The gardens here are beautiful too, particularly when the Hanami is in full swing.”

    “I think it is as well. I am looking forward to the rest of the year.” Makoto smiled at Leiko. She followed the other woman, passing by the other persona user as she went by. He waved to Leiko as they passed but then turned back to his own work.

    “I haven’t been able to find the time to check out the sights no.” Makoto remarked as Leiko spoke about Hanami she smiled. Mentally she nudged Johanna to meet her in the parking lot. She had forgotten her transit pass at her dorms this morning. She was just lucky the persona looked just like a rather odd motorcycle.

    “Do you have any recommendations, Other than your own place of work?”

[theforgottenhamada]

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gogoing-gxne:

“Not at all… I was actually on my way out the door.”

The sickly sweet tone she had been battling tried to coat her words, her cheeks darkening as she tried to stop it. With a nod, she accepted the tome, chuckling softly, “Of course… Though, I didn’t know you were going to be one of the new lab recruits. Are you specializing in a particular field?” She asked curiously, waving a hand to the space around them, “Most people don’t drop by my section, but I think it’s because they’re scared I’ll launch one of these at them.”

With a snort, she pointed to the ever-growing pile of failed disks and wheels by her workspace. Yellow and purple designs and small, delicate numbers could be seen peeking out and with a shrug, she continued, “Still… It’s good to see you again. Though, did you get the full tour? I’m happy to continue hanging out if you’d like.” Adjusting her coat, she beamed.

“Besides, I kinda want to catch up. Is that alright?”

    “Actually, no. There is a...” Makoto paused to remember what the term was. “ a Magnet course with the U of Sanfransokyo I take here. I was wandering around. There is so much to see here!”

    Makoto  had already managed to wander through a few of the lab sections. So many interesting technologies were being made! She’d even managed to meet another Persona user. Though he had been rather flustered, and hid behind his hat a bit, when she’d explained that as a Persona user herself she could feel people who had them.

     She nodded when Leiko offered to continue visiting with her.”I would love to.”

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gogoing-gxne:

Leiko had a tendency to get…. distracted.

It wasn’t as though she had intended to, but rather, she had been working so many hours at the cafe that her mind was a touch fried… Every single time she was handed something, she had to resist slipping back into the cute, overexaggerated way of speaking, not to mention that she caught herself forcing smiles and dipping her head in her customary acknowledgment of her Masters or Mistresses wishes. Sufficed to say, she was exhausted, resulting in her overanalyzing her movements and miscalculating things throughout the day.

Without dwelling too much on the thought, she gathered her things so that she could rush back to her apartment. Maybe a good nights rest would help… She nodded to herself, tucking a stray hair behind her ear and grabbed for her notebook. Out of the corner of her eye, however, she noticed a small motion, causing her to turn in confusion.

“Hmmm…?”

The book in her hands clattered to the floor as her eyes widened, pink staining her cheeks as she tried to process what was happening. The woman was far too familiar, a face she had memorized just so that she could ensure the girl was seated in her section from now on… The rather overly polite, cute girl that she had honestly wished she had gotten to know better. With a sigh, she waved back slightly, praying that the woman wasn’t going to call her out in public.

After all, she really had worked hard on her reputation as the resident ass-kicker.

“Ohayo, Makoto.”

     “Ohayo, Leiko-Sama. I apologize If I’m intruding,” Makoto kneeled down and picked up the dropped book. She brushed the dust off the book gently, before handing it back to Leiko.

      “I just noticed you and wanted to say hello, especially after helping me get my bearings the other day.” She offered being deliberately vague. She had no idea if Leiko was open about her profession but with the extreme difference from her day to day clothing and the outfit she’d originally seen her in. She could take a guess.

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     Occasionally Makoto surprised herself, she had applied to the University of Sanfransokyo and gotten into the school. Even if her dream was to be a policewoman, somehow the school was her preferred option.

    The ones at home were just too... stressful. Somehow moving to a new country and going to a school with a completely different system than what she was used to. Was less stress, her trip here had been successful.

    She was however roaming the halls of SFIT since there was one class she had to come to this school for. She had just finished it for the day and was wandering the halls. She had applied for SFIT but it had not had as aggressive of a law program as she would have liked. She brushed her hair out of her face when Johanna stirred somewhere in the back of her mind. Makoto turned in the direction Johanna directed and saw.

   The cafe maid.

The- Leiko??? In not a maid outfit???

    Leiko looked different without the uniform, Eiko had never really felt like she’d looked different. Makoto waved to the other woman, trying not to interrupt anything the other was doing.

@gogoing-gxne

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gogoing-gxne:

Leiko chuckled, once again hiding her smile behind her hand. The girl seemed harmless enough, but more than anything, just as nervous as she had been interviewing for the place. “It’s… not always everyone’s cup of tea, but we want you to feel at home.”

She paused, mind translating what she’d said for a second before beaming. “Would tea be alright? I don’t know how sweet you like stuff, but I don’t want to oversugar my Mistress.” She teased gently, “Otherwise, I’d suggest maybe just milk or water. Too much sugar creates a—”

Her brows furrowed, the word slipping out of her mind for a second. Shit, how did one say film in Japanese again? “A… Movie? Wait, no, that’s… Mmm.” Her cheeks puffed out slightly, “Pond… scum??”

    “Pond...Scum? Do you mean a film?” Makoto asked hiding a smile behind her hand. No wonder people liked these cafe’s if the girls were this... cute? She coughed and then folded her hands over her lap.

    “Tea is fine, Just one sugar and milk if it is black. Erm, Please and thank you? I’ll leave it to your discretion.” She told Leiko tucking her hair again behind her ear. It was a bad nervous habit, playing with her hair. She had used to braid it when it was longer. The decision to cut it short had been a good one.

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verdant-wanderer:

Jade looked up to the hyurian male that bumped into him. “It’s quite alright, but please do be more careful next time,” he replied with an understanding smile. “A delivery? From whom?”

    “A gentleman called Tetsuya?” Akira offered hoisting the box in his arms, it was heavy whatever it was. “It’s for someone named Jade? I’m sorry I’m new.” Akira apologized.

[trickstersofstrife-blog]

     “Sorry, I wasn’t looking where I was going.” Akira apologized to the lalafell, the young hyurian male shifted the books in his arms. “But I have a delivery?”

@verdant-wanderer   

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fxnriis:

      F E N R I S 🐾 “Valid enough. I only decided on a major not too long ago.” Not to mention putting off school as a whole for way longer still. Even as a genius graduating early, Fen was now in the same age range as the other students purely from him dragging his feet with pursuing a more advanced education.

     “You in Einhardt’s class? Her reverse engineering course is pretty cool, might be something you like, if you get a kick outta dismantling things. Best way to learn how something works is to take it part, amirite?”

@strcysouls​

    “I am, I think. I’m sorry I’m bad at remembering the professor’s names.” he’s usually trying to keep up at the note taking part. Akira pushed up his glasses, while on some people it looked nerdy or geeky.

   Akira somehow made the dreaded(or not depending on your point of view) glasses push quick and neat.

      “What about you?”

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technoheart:

       ↳ Was that a retreat? It looked like a retreat, and yet Hiro had his doubts. He’d done enough hacking himself to know the most capable hackers had all the deceptive skills of a street magician.

|…Yeah? I used to say the same thing ‘til I found this school tbh…|

     Hey, if she wasn’t removing the chat, he’d keep it up–as much because it was actually a little fun as it proved a decent cover for his programs to sniff around for any traces she might have left behind. He wasn’t letting his guard down that easily.

|…Sooo do you normally make a habit outta breaking into student records? Or were you just that bored? Just curious…|

    |.... Duh, it’s the best way to find out stuff =P...|

  Futaba watched as his programs sniffed around her retreating back. Yeah, she was totally going to bug Sojiro about this place later. Instead she leaned back in her chair stretching her arms over her head.

     |...Besides what am I going to do? ask?...|

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gogoing-gxne:

“Oh, good…. I was worried that I had.” She let out a small laugh, covering her mouth with her hand briefly before sparing her another glance. “Now then, you don’t have to focus too much… I promise, I won’t be like the others and check every few seconds, lest I think you need the help.”

Listening to her, she nodded once and tilted her head. Clearly, she wasn’t from the States, but that wasn’t necessarily a bad thing, as she wasn’t either. Her fingers drifted over the page before she spoke softly, “My Japanese isn’t great, but… Would you prefer this?” Leiko smiled warmly, giggling again, “I grew up in Korea, so I get English is hard. Chinese was much easier.”

“But I’d recommend the Sweet Parfait? Strawberries are delightful, no?”

       Makoto nodded as she took her seat. “Ah no it’s okay, I’m not to bad, I just wasn’t entirely sure what I was expecting truth be told.” She brushed her hair behind her ear.

    When Leiko began in Japanese Makoto relaxed, Sanfransokyo had a reputation for being welcoming to outsiders. Even if many were tourists like Makoto.

    “If you have something warm to go with it, to drink, I would not be opposed.” She replied crossing her hands over her lap.

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gogoing-gxne:

“Oh! Careful…”

The maid bit back a laugh, eyebrow arching a bit as she watched her. Clearly, she needed to dial it back… The last thing she wanted was to set the girl off. “Sorry… I promise not to startle you again if I can help it, alright?” Smiling warmly, she waved towards the quieter, back section, “Now then… Right this way.”

Allowing the girl to lead, she would eventually only stop her once she reached the furthest table, where the sounds of the morning chatter dulled and the notes of the cafe’s music could be heard. “Right here, Mistress, if you don’t mind.” A menu was gently placed before her before she bowed her head.

“Now then, my name is Leiko, but feel free to call me whatever you like. And before you asked, I sat you way back here because it’s a little gentler and you, Misstress, look as though you could use a break.” The ravenette cocked her head, “Though… I may be overstepping my bounds. Is this alright?”

     “Yes thank you. You’re not overstepping at all. I just wasn’t paying enough attention.” Makoto explained with a small smile. It was definitely easier to see why this place was so popular.

      “We have quite a few cafe’s like this at home. It’s just my first time inside one. Do you have any rec-commendation?” She winced as she stumbled over the english word. Ann was so much better at speaking it and while Makoto could converse in English she still stuttered trying to remember how some words worked.

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fxnriis:

      F E N R I S 🐾 “Good ol’ coffee. The lifeblood of the universe. Can’t function without it–let alone think about school crap. Sometimes I think we’d still be in the Bronze Age if coffee had never been invented.”

     Anyone who liked coffee half as much as Fen was all right in his book. “So now I know we share a class and taste for the good stuff. But what’s your major?”

    “... Undecided. I just got into the school and it was better than staying back home.” Akira had an unfortunate relationship with his parents. They were polite to his face but since his time in Shibuya he couldn’t see eye to eye. The school had offered him a chance to leave it all behind.

    “I like learning how things work.” He scuffed the ground with a toe. He wasn’t sure how much to really share with Fen.

    “So far that’s it.” he shrugged with a small smile.

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technoheart:

      ↳ It was tempting, so tempting, to wake that program and let it go stomping through in a rampage. It was what his old self would do, the same person who reveled in reeling suckers in for Megabot to wreck. Wanton destruction and recklessness were his calling cards. But was he that same person now? Sure, it could be called self-defense. He had other programs suited to that task, however. Safer programs.

|…Please. If I’m gonna hide something it won’t be on the servers for a school full of tech gurus. That’s nuts!…|

     And true. Hiro was too well-equipped to access secure information, he made a point to never hide his own secrets in such places. There was too much at stake. Idly, he sent along a few more of the ‘guard dogs’ to occupy her, feigning protection of a handful of files that held nothing more than filler data to slow her progress.

|…So what do you want anyway? Didn’t get your midterm done in time? Gotta steal someone else’s project?…|

   |...Ugh, lame, like I need to steal your homework....|

   Says the girl snooping in his computer because she’d been curious About the school. Though maybe hacking someone’s computer was the wrong way of doing things...

   The thought of going to another school, brought her thoughts to Akira and then to Sojiro, what would they say of her? Hacking someone’s computer just to snoop. She could have just asked politely, honestly.

   uuuuuggggghhhhhhhh,  She turned off the Necromicon and then pulled out.

    |....School is boring here ;P...|

She did leave the text chat thing they had going up. He was fun, even if the game was more or less done. The data she’d found was half finished drafts for stuff with the tag T.Hamada. Not even the right student which sucked.

[rpstarterss]

Christmasy/Wintery Starters:

“Do you think if I turn on the fire place Christmas Eve, I’ll set Santa on fire?”

“Can your Christmas present to me be shutting the fuck up?”

“What a sexy runny nose you have there.”

“Dashing through the snow GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY WAY-“

“Did you just stuff snow down my coat?!”

“Let’s go play in the snow.”

“Imaginary mistletoe! That’s code for make out with me.”

“Why is my gingerbread man so much uglier than your gingerbread man?”

“SNOWBALL FIGHT!!”

“The mall Santa came down with the flu so I signed you up to be the new one.”  

“The mall Santa came down with the flu, so say hello to the new Santa!”

“I made a snowman replica of you, but his/her/their head fell off.”

“Will you help me hang up the Christmas lights?”

“Thanks for the gift. I hate it.”

“Aren’t the decorations a little much?”

“Hey, can you help me reach the higher up ornaments?”

“Will you decorate the tree with me?”

“I know you don’t like Christmas, but I wanted you to have a nice one anyway.”

“I tried regifting [NAME]’s shitty gift, but the person I gave it to regifted it back to them, so now I’m busted.”

“Thanks for forgetting to include a receipt, jackass.”

“How did you know exactly what I wanted?”

“HEY, those cookies are for Santa, not you!”

“Let’s make a gingerbread house together.”

“Why is it that every year, I don’t get any presents, I only get socks?”

“Can you help me pick out a gift for [NAME]?”

“Oh my god, my toes feel like they’re about to fall off.”

“Where do you think all the holiday cheer goes after Christmas?”

“Listen, the ugly Christmas sweater’s got to go. I can’t take another year of that.”

“I hope my wallet grows three sizes like the Grinch’s heart.”

“If you keep singing Rudolph, I’m gonna make you sound like him when I punch you in the nose.”

“You look cold. Take my jacket.” 

“I may or may not be stuck in the Christmas lights.”

“Doesn’t Frosty the snowman, like, die at the end of this movie?”

“If you think YOU got a bad Christmas gift, just remember that I once got a used toothbrush.”

“Let’s go sledding!”

“Bet I can catch more snowflakes on my tongue than you.”

“There’s a zero percent chance I’m going caroling with you.”

“Don’t forget to leave food out for the reindeer!”

“If you think about it, Christmas is really about a baby being born in a stinky barn.”

“I’m not wearing your homemade sweater from Hell.”

“How can Santa deliver all those toys in one night? Is he a time traveler?”

“The Grinch only decided not to steal Christmas because he knew he would get the shit beat out of him if he did.”

“The last time I went to see a mall Santa, he got arrested for possession of meth when I was sitting on his lap.”

“I brought presents and a couple of smelly things.”

“Christmas is about giving… so give me $100.”

“You can’t go out in the snow like that! You’ll catch a cold.”

[drkatfuzzmunchkin]

sometims u just have to draw dumb p5 comics about love

you can interpret this as platonic or non platonic love, it doesnt matter bc all forms of love are equally strong