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Post by Tank on Wed Aug 15, 2012 9:22 pm

Yep, definitely less money than she would have expected for six buns and one specialty order cake.

Giving him a half smile she took out her wallet from her pocket, a simple canvas thing that was well worn, but still in decent condition. Taking out twenty six credits she put it on the counter for him, before taking the box. "Thanks. I left a tip." She winked at him before taking a step away from the counter and waving at Fye, "Nice to meet you Mr. Kingston. I'll see you in two weeks."

She looked at Nolli smiling at him and nodding her head, "And maybe I'll see you too, Mr. Sharma. Congratulations on the job." She gave another wave before heading towards the door, letting the bells of the store entrance announce her leaving as she headed to her Mother's home with breakfast for her family.

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Post by Fye on Thu Aug 16, 2012 1:02 am

The blond noted down the time that Nolli had given him--that would be more than enough--and nodded, tapping his pencil on the edge of his notebook in thought. "Seventeen credits for the cake and the food." After a moment more of thought, he added, "And Wednesday is good. Come at the same time. You can go after noon."

He rang him up, then stood for a moment, contemplating the money on the table with compressed lips before silently sighing and adding to to the cash register as well, nodding in response to Tanya's words-- "Until then" already mentally noting down what he needed to do for the rest of the day. On autopilot, he left the behind-counter space, wandering out with a distracted expression on his face as he concentrated, automatically straightening tables and chairs with the ease of long-habit before collecting any stray dirty dishes and meandering back across the shop floor to deposit them in the cleaning bin, slipping back behind the counter--where he seized his notepad and pencil, starting to scribble down a coherent list of what he was planning, August's bike troubles temporarily forgotten.


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Post by SoupX on Thu Aug 16, 2012 3:32 am

Nolli waited as Tanya made her purchase, paying well over the amount she owed. "Thanks. I left a tip." Pretty generous tip, Nolli thought. Tanya waved to the baker and said her goodbyes before turning back to him. "And maybe I'll see you too, Mr. Sharma. Congratulations on the job."

Nolli returned her smile and waved as she left, "Thanks, seeya Tanya!"

"Seventeen credits for the cake and the food." Nolli nodded as he dug around to find the correct credits in his wallet, handing over exactly seventeen credits, Fye added, "And Wednesday is good. Come at the same time. You can go after noon." Nolli chuckled and nodded again as he handed Fye the money. "Okay. Thank you so much, Mr. Kingston. I'll see you at seven later and I'll come back at 5:30 in the morning, Wednesday!"

With that, Nolli tucked his wallet safely into his back pocket and waved goodbye to the baker as he made his way to the exit. Standing on the sidewalk as the bakery door closed behind him, Nolli pondered what to do after work, perhaps he'll explore downtown West District, he'd never been there before. Raising his arms above his head in a stretch, feeling content and pleasantly full, Nolli made his way back to cleaning sidewalks and other miscellaneous maintenance jobs.


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Post by Fye on Sat Aug 18, 2012 10:12 pm

An hour later, Fye had a list of things to do for the next few days--where to go, what ingredients he'd need, the pickup times for both, all written out against the background of a rough shop schedule. He'd only been interrupted a few times during his brainstorming process by customers, most of them regulars who were used to his habits, and didn't interact with him more than necessary; at the end of an hour and a half, the blond stood from his chair in a protest of creaking, popping joints, and rolled his head, cracking his vertebrate, before setting the notepad back down on the counter. It was about time for the usual morning rush to start coming in--all the kids and teens (and sometimes their teachers) heading to school, stopping by in the morning to buy a bun or two--he refreshed the stock from what he had waiting in the back, snagging a curry bun for himself and sitting back down to wait, chewing and silently doodling the cake for Nolli on a blank page of his notepad as he waited.


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Post by Trace on Sat Aug 18, 2012 11:48 pm

Trace set his sights on getting a part-time job. It was either part-time, or bust. And if he didn't get the part time job, he wasn't going home. That's right-- this was a serious matter of life and death here, and he wouldn't leave until he got what he wanted. Or at least, the story sounded a lot more interesting to him like that. Really, he'd been doing a bunch of odd jobs, but there was nothing wrong with wanting a little bit of financial security, right? After all, he had bills to pay, and no other source of-- well. There was always that, but he absolutely refused to use that money. Ever. He had way too much pride for that. And.. it would make everything he'd done to distance himself pointless. No. Even if he had to scrape by and ration, he'd do that.

So naturally he set his sights on the Emberwheat Bakery. Everyone who was anyone knew about the Emberwheat Bakery. It was one of, if not the best bakeries in the whole of the Substratum. Or at least the most well known. He'd never tried anything -- or even been to the bakery before -- but he'd decided that when it was time he'd walk in and ask for a job. And it sure as Hell felt like it was time enough for him to find his way over there. He just hoped his expectations weren't too high.

So when he finally made his way to the entrance, he didn't bother paying attention to the details. He just made his way right in, smiling the brightest smile he'd given anyone in days (and that was saying something) as he walked up to the counter and addressed the fellow behind it. A harbinger, he noted. One who looked kind of daunting (and somewhat cool?) with the slitted blue-green eyes he possessed. Kind of impressive, actually, though Trace's smile didn't waver in the slightest. Maybe it had even grown faintly.


"Hello, sir! I'd like to work for you!"

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Post by Fye on Tue Aug 21, 2012 5:42 pm

The blond glanced up at the jingle of the bells, swallowing his last bite of the bun and casually cleaning off his fingers, attention fixed on the other blond that entered, grinning, and sauntered right up to the counter like he knew what he wanted. Problem being, Fye had never seen the kid before in his life--so that automatically made him tense slightly, bristling ever-so-subtly like an angry cat. No-one had been stupid enough to try to take him out at the shop (outside the shop was fair game, especially in the South District, if people weren't too fond of Harbingers) but inside the bakery, that was his home turf.

He inhaled. Just in case--


"Hello, sir! I'd like to work for you!"

--and let out the breath harmlessly, mostly in a huff of surprise. He silently considered the boy from head to toe, moving to prop his elbow up on the counter, his chin in his hand, and then finally said, "What are you looking to do?" He wasn't sure if he could afford to have another full-timer (well, he amended that the more he thought about it; he could use another full-type employee, if nothing else for the other half of the weird hours that he kept. Maybe a few more people, really. Perhaps something to think about later.) But most people this young weren't looking for that much work. So maybe part time?


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Post by Trace on Tue Aug 21, 2012 6:56 pm

The man let out a breath, and if there was any apprehension or tenseness before, Trace completely missed it. In fact, he took the release of breath to be tiredness. A big place like Emberwheat probably got hundreds of job applicants -- maybe even a day? Wouldn't surprise him with the delicious aromas wafting from the kitchen, the comfortable atmosphere and the badass guy running it all stoic-like. He should've thought to bring a résumé at the very least. Stupid, stupid, stupid. But there was always the first impression factor, and in Trace's humble opinion he always scored a perfect 10 with that.

And then the guy just put his elbow on the counter and just rested his chin on his hand. That must've sent the coolness levels shooting through the roof. Seriously, was it getting hot in here or was it just him? Kind of hard to breathe, too. It's just that when you've got swag like that it was probably hard to contain it in one body. Some of it was prone to leak and incapacitate the less cool. That was completely hypothetical, though, because anyone who oozed swag, or even happened to use it unironically deserved to be slapped something fierce.

Trace worried his lip a little with his teeth, thinking. At least the guy was interested in his schedule. Which was a good thing, right? Plus, his flexibility was second only to his first impressions. He literally had nothing to do with his time but wander, waste time, and do odd jobs, so he was a perfect candidate. Right? That's how these things worked, he was sure. Heck, he could even live here with how not busy he was. That thought almost brought out a chuckle. Living in a bakery-- sounded like a dream. A really unrealistic one, sure, but a dream nonetheless.

"Well, to be honest I'm really flexible so... I could work with your schedule? Part-time or full-time is fine with me. So, whichever you'd be happier with? Oh-- and you don't have to pay me either! You could consider it me volunteering if you like too!"

He was totally not spurting words from his mouth. And he was totally not feeling really self-conscious right now either.


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Post by Fye on Tue Aug 21, 2012 7:31 pm

The baker made a thoughtful sort of humming noise underneath his breath, shifting to move his arm off of the counter. "Had someone come in earlier for a job." He sat back in his chair, tilted his head at the other blond as he thought. The kid looked pretty young--like he should be in school. Clothes were nice though, not too tatty--if he hadn't said that he had free time all the time, Fye would have thought that he was a student, looking for a part-time job to earn some extra pocket money. Maybe he'd run away from home? Hmm... He settled for not asking questions. If he wanted a job, with the way he seemed to talk, Fye was sure it would come up at some point. "Your name?"

He listened, and then tapped a nail on the counter, brows creased in a slight frown as he rolled around options in his head, and finally replied with, "You start off part time. Come in..." He paused again as he decided days. "Monday, Friday, Saturday. Those are busy days. I'll pay you. Acceptable?"


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Post by Trace on Tue Aug 21, 2012 9:40 pm

Trace watched thoughtfully as the baker shifted. It wasn't like he was holding his breath or anything. Not like what was about to come out of his mouth was possibly the most important thing in the history of forever. Not like Trace's livelihood depended on it. Not like the culinary arts were the very bread and butter of Trace's being and without this job he'd be reduced to nothingness. Not like he needed to work for this choice specimen of sexy hunk in front of him to be happy in life. Nope.

Trace very nearly deflated when he heard that someone came in earlier for a job. So that's what the sting of defeat feels like. It was like being strapped to a dentist's chair as they stick you with an IV full of molten lead, slowly sleeping into your veins as you thrash about and scream, your blood boiling from the inside out as it was being poisoned, your eyes straining in their sockets and vocal chords bloody and bruised from your manic shou-- Nah. It wasn't that bad actually.

Then the most wonderful words in existence tumbled forth from boss man's luscious lips:

"You start off part time."

Trace nearly jumped for joy right then and there. But he reigned himself in, grinning the biggest grin he'd grinned in a long time. "Of course, boss!"

He resisted the terrible urge to salute, giving his best closed-eye smile.


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Post by Fye on Thu Aug 23, 2012 7:38 pm

The kid's enthusiasm made Fye snort, a smile flickering across his face--damn if he wasn't peppy. Idly, he wondered if he was like this all the time... and if he was, where he managed to get the energy. "You start today, then." Best to get him familiar with things, and a lot of people were going to be in here in a few: might as well let him do the task he was hired for.

"Hang on." With that thought, the blond got up from his chair, setting his book on the counter and ducking through the swinging door into the kitchen, cutting through it to the hall and through there into the storage room that also doubled as his bedroom. He paused in the middle of the room, hands on his hips for a moment, eyes scanning the shelves of boxes, before he moved to open one, riffling through its contents before pulling out a plastic-sealed piece of orange cloth.

He took it back out the front of the shop, opening the package, setting the wrapping on the counter, and shaking out the apron with a flick of his arms; the same color as the walls, it had the bakery's logo ironed onto its chest in gold along with two pockets. A second glanced identified it as a less-used and more normal-sized version of the large one that Fye was currently wearing.
"Shop uniform." He lifted up the divider in the counter, gestured for the blond to join him. "The name's Fye Kingston. Yours?"


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Post by Trace on Thu Aug 23, 2012 9:02 pm

Was that perhaps the hint of a smile on his lips? Well, was he the often-mentioned dragon of the Emberwheat Bakery? Was this not the best day of Trace's life so far? Did Trace's heart skip a beat? All valid questions. And all had the same answer. Though what that answer was Trace would never say. Utmost secrecy. The blood promise kind of secrecy. But it didn't even matter since the answer was so impossible to guess that he didn't even need to be all clandestine about it. Naturally.

"You start today, then."

Such sweet words were never before spoken.

Trace waited patiently for Boss to return. Besides, it gave him time to think and calm his racing heart down. And boy did Trace like to think. Anyone who knew him knew that he loved to think. Heck, even anyone who didn't know him would know he loved to think. It was just one of those immutable facts about life. The sky is blue. Fresh grass is green. People are born and live life until they die. Trace loved to think. See? Immutable as heck.

And just like that he was back with a package in his hand and-- Oh.

An orange apron. An orange apron. Trace nearly died on the spot right there. His eyes almost filled with lights and glitters; stars and hearts. Such a kind and courteous boss. He put Valentine to shame, sorry to say. Although he was very charming in his own ways, Boss's charm just could not be beat. You cannot hope to beat Boss in a charm-off. He's simply the best there is. Which reminded him that he'd spaced off again.

"Of course, Boss!"

He slipped behind the counter and put on the apron with practised ease (Mad skills, yo!), flashing hiss Boss his warmest smile. Sometimes he was just really glad that he was in possession of such great smiling abilities. And then he learned of his name and nearly collapsed on the spot. Suddenly it was so hard to think straight, to keep the blush from creeping up his cheek, to avoid throwing himself upon this man-- upon Fye. Okay. Enough with that nonsense. He was too excited about the prospect of work to keep up with that train of thought-- and honestly, it was starting to get just a little tired. He'd wait until his next shift to continue with things like that.

"Trace Gannon, sir!"

He totally did just just salute like a total goof.




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Post by Fye on Mon Aug 27, 2012 7:39 pm

Fye snorted at the salute (enthusiastic--hit the nail right on the head there), and started pointing out the different types of buns to the kid. Trace. Whatever.

Most of them looked passingly similar--the baker had labels out on little stands, marking what each tray of buns were, but when it came to rush hours, it was best to know them off the back of your hand. Hopefully the kid was a quick study. The cakes were obvious enough; plates were below the counter; unassembled boxes were as well; toasters at the end of the counter; the tape dispenser for said boxes was beside the register. Fye didn't bother teaching Trace how to work the cranky machine just yet--knowing the things temper, it would try to take the boy's fingers off in the money drawer. He didn't want any casualties on the shop floor today. In the same note, he didn't attempt to ID the loaves of bread--they looked similar, but being able to separate them would come in time.

As he finished up the last of his explanation, the first customer of the before-school rush hour came in.


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Post by Trace on Tue Aug 28, 2012 4:28 pm

Trace listened attentively, nodding his head ever so slightly every once in a while. Pastries, hnnnnng. That's all there is to say on the matter, really. There was the tray of curry meat buns, and over there were the melon buns-- which looked nothing like each other (to him at least), so there was no mistaking them. Different buns for different days of the week. That meant that there would be regular customers coming in on certain days. It wouldn't be too hard to memorize which buns were sold on which days. He'd give himself the rest of the night to get that done. And after two weeks he'd hopefully be able to recognize the regular patrons and identify them by name.

Totally not overenthusiastic about this job opportunity. Totally.

He turned his attention back to boss'-- Fye, he reminded himself --'s tutelage. That and the delicious aromas wafting around the bakery. At least until he heard the jingle of the front door opening and turned, suddenly tense and a bit anxious as he watched a potential customer enter. A new challenger appears, he thought to himself with a slight smirk.


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Post by Shade on Thu Sep 06, 2012 6:29 pm

Shade had done things the smart way today - she took the Metro into West instead of walking the entire way like she had yesterday. Unfortunately, it had been nearly nine when she finally made it back into the city proper last night and she had been tired enough to just board a train and go home as soon as she had neared a station. Her leg still wasn't happy with her about all the walking, but it's not like she had let that stop her before.

Shade smiled softly as she entered the bakery, breathing in the scent of fresh pastries. She pushed back her hood once she was out of the sunlight and limped toward the counter.

"Good afternoon Fye," she greeted when she was nearer. Sending a quizzical glance at the shorter blond, she nodded in greeting. "And, hi, person." She had been under the impression Fye was the only one who worked here. Huh. Oh well.

Looking at Fye again, she started playing with the material of one glove. "I don't suppose you have any eclairs left over from yesterday?" she asked hopefully. She really doubted it, but they were one of her favorite sweets and she hadn't managed to make it.


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Post by Fye on Mon Sep 10, 2012 12:14 am

Oh. He recognized the girl after a second, the blond leaning over the counter to look down at Shade, considering her carefully--just a limp. Maybe a bit more drawn around the eyes and the mouth, but otherwise seemed fine, considering the cut she'd taken from their bounty hunting. Hopefully she'd found a good use for the money she'd earned with her blood. "Glad to see you in one piece," he replied to her greeting, then shook his head at her query. He didn't usually keep baked goods past the day that they were made in--for good reason, since they were given away to those who needed it. The eclairs were no exception. "Better luck next week."

He paused then as a thought struck him, straightening and patting Trace on the back once, just to indicate him. "New employee. Part-timer." Hopefully Trace would get the hint and introduce himself... otherwise, the baker would have to consign himself to more talking. First the people ordering cakes, then Trace, now Shade coming in--he was shaping up to be a real damn chatterbox today.


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Post by Trace on Sun Sep 16, 2012 10:53 pm

Ah, let's see. Kinda pale, wearing a hood... And then there were those goggles. They sort of looked like the SPF 5000 UVA/UVB protection kind in TV shows. If he had to guess, next came cool, clammy skin, and an unquenchable thirst... for unconventional sustenance.

Say it.

Vampire.

Except he actually did say it in a hushed little murmur. Whoops. I'm Trace Gannon, everyone, and this is how not to greet new customers. Have a nice night everybody. You've been a wonderful audience! Now it's time to flee and never be seen again. Fye probably had lots of contacts; Trace would never be able to be a part of the culinary world again. His name would become taboo and eventually people would find his studio flat and egg it. He would become the bane of baked goods for the rest of his life. All because he made a (silent) crack at this girl about being a vampire. Congratulations. You fucked up.

And then Fye started talking to this girl as if he knew her and -- is that a limp?? -- Oh fuck, he just made a crack at this dude's off the clock biffle. If FYe heard this would be double it. He would be double shunned from the culinary world and he'd never be able to face anyone ever again because people'd go around sticking blown up pictures of his face on each other's backs and throw tomatoes at each other and other less-than-wholesome activities. This is it. Over. Done for. And not just his career. But his life too.

He very nearly sunk to his knees and seeped through the floor.

Except he walked up to the counter and smiled brightly.

"Hey, there! I'm Trace. Nice to meet you!"

Time to do some heavy steam rolli-- PR work. Yeah, PR work.


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Post by Shade on Sun Sep 16, 2012 11:47 pm

One piece? Well, technically that was true. "Barely," she responded to Fye's return greeting, smoothing a hand over her thigh.

Shade's eyes went flat when she heard the vampire comment and she eyed the younger blond. Smiling widely, she offered her hand. "It's nice to meet you too." And when he took her hand, she tugged him forward to place her mouth near his ear. "Call me a vampire again," she started in a low, falsely pleasant voice. "And I will rip your intestines out and wrap them around your head."

Letting go of his hand again, she turned back toward Fye, her smile turning genuine. "First, could I get a slice of mocha cake please? And second, I'm sorry about being so useless with Williams. I was overconfident and there's no way that I would have survived if you hadn't been there. So, thanks." Yeah, the cake wasn't remotely like an eclair, but it would be a suitable stand-in. And paying for something would be the only way she could get him to accept some of the money she hadn't felt she earned. She'd find a way to get him to accept more if she could.


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