Start Ups With Great Power

[Midorikawa]

"Well aren't you sweet," he said to Natasha. "I guess I'll take a coke. How much is it? And does the club require us to work here? Not that I care if it has money involved," he said sitting down in a chair and tipping back slightly.

 

[Yun]

Adisa paid the quips no mind, having gotten another round of food prepped. "Nope. It's called a hangout for a reason, ya know," he chuckled to Grim, setting down some fries in front of him. "First round's on the house. Beautifully crisp and seasoned fries, straight from Heaven itself."

He gave a mock 'chef's' smooch in the air. "Mwa. Magnifique."

 

[Alolan Ninetales]

Leah couldn't help but to smile slightly at Adisa's signature mock of a chef's kiss. He certainly handled Grim better than she would've. Then again, Adisa probably was trained to handle these types of situations, given his background.

 

[Midorikawa]

Grim put the chair on all fours, leaning forward, taking a fry, and twiddling it between his fingers. It was a challenging pose. If the fries weren't good then he would be very bluntly honest. He could also lie and say they were bad. Decisions decisions. Well he couldn't make one until he did try it. So without further ado he popped it into his mouth, or rather the darkness of his hood. He then leaned back in the chair again, taking the plate with him. "They're good," he said continuing to eat them. "Denying that would be a lie and I don't really feel like that right now."

 

[PaulTheProtist]

Xavier turned off the drone, mumbling to himself. This rule could not stand. And he had a plan...

 

[Kimono Dragon]

Mauss hesitantly walked up to the counter and tried asking if they offered any salad at this establishment. Waiting for someone to respond, the green-haired teen started questioning whether or not plants hate him for eating parts of their bodies. I mean, since he had the power to control plants, the least he could do is respect them, right? Mauss shook his head free of the troubling thought and continued to wait for the chef's response.

 

[Taengoo]

"I don't like that look, Teach," Allo commented, crossing her arms at the older man. The dark skinned teenager then turned to Mauss and nodded. "We got salad. You want some?"

 

[Kimono Dragon]

Mauss nearly jumped a foot from the sudden voice calling his name out. When his heart finally stopped pounding, he turned to meet the voice's owner and responded with a weak "Sure..."

 

[Taengoo]

"What kind?" Allo raised an eyebrow at the timid male, argent-hued eyes narrowed at him. "Caesar, egg, potato, greek, cobb..?" She made a gesture with her hand to signify the list going on.

 

[Lyrebird]

Britta Svensson, the vivacious Norwegian was engrossed in her script book. She was making gestures with her right hand like she was acting. Well, she was in her mind. She was rehearsing lines in her mind for a theatre play she was auditioning for. It was a play about a village that was poor and sent one of the young men to get some goods for the village. There he met a broadway actress and hilarity ensured.

Britta could speak several languages, not just the common languages of the world bar Hindi but languages like Slovak, Afrikaans, Swedish, Russian and she was in the midst of wanting to learn Serbian. Something she'll pick up eventually. She was classically trained in dancing and acting. Acting was her life.

Britta was so engrossed that she didn't realise that she bumped into the door with her right shoulder. She didn't notice if there were any people around. She looked dazzling. Britta Svensson had long dark lightish reddish hair, emerald green eyes that make her look a lot more sultry that she actually was. She was wearing a black t-shirt style top, a red tartan kilt like skirt, and onyx leather ankle boots. Since she was too involved with her audition, she sat down clumsy on a chair nearly landing on her behind.

 

[Infinity Storm]

Michael made his way into the club, oblivious to the world around him as he read from a biology textbook. The speed with which his amber eyes scanned each page would show clear excitement, though this would be abrubtly cut short when he nearly fell over one of the chairs.

 

[Flaze]

"Oh man," Natasha sighed a bit as she saw Britta clumsily make her way to one of the chairs, she seemed to be off in her own world or, doing something else from what she could gather, she did look pretty doing it though. Of course things weren't made any better by Michael falling over. "We really should've made that bet," she pointed out towards Adisa with a pout.

"Welcome to the hangout, is there anything you wish to order?" she asked the two newcomers politely.

 

[Prez]

Gianna quietly watched the scene in front of her. Loud and obnoxious, just as always. She didn't mind, however. It was just the way she liked it. As the others talked, she continued to sip from the fresh martini in her hand. If anyone wanted to talk to her, they would.

 

[Infinity Storm]

Brought back into reality by Natisha's voice, Michael stopped walking, narrowly avoiding another chair as he set the book down on a nearby table. Mildly nervous, he quietly muttered "Just some water."

 

[Hector]

The setting sun had provided the perfect backdrop for a ride, and Jessie had been taking advantage. She was a girl who had been born in the wrong place at the wrong time. A straight shooter who was a pro on horseback, she quickly made her way towards the lounge on the back of her trusted black mustang. She tipped her hat low and squinted through her riding glasses. She was late. Chuckling, she pulled up in front and leaped off her steed. Tying him up quick, she walked inside.

Tossing her hat onto a free spot at the bar, she sat down. "Y'all have a full house tonight." She drawled, waving to her friends. "The usual for me, I'll bring a snack for Diablo."

 

[Prez]

Gianna watched as Jessie came in. "Usual," she commented. "A full house like this. It's nice."

 

[Flaze]

"Here's your water," Natasha said as she handed Michael his drink before she turned towards Jessie. "I still wonder how you just go around on a horse in a city," Natasha pointed out in confusion before quickly preparing Jessie's drink.

 

[Prez]

"It's for the aesthetic, Natasha," Gianna simply said with a smirk. "Can't argue with that. She just does it."

 

[Hector]

Jessie smiled brightly. "Gianna gets it. Plus for outside city limits. Nothin' better."

 

[ReadsALotOfBooks]

Zack, noticing the crowd inside the hangout, decided that he'd head in, maybe chill out, listen in on some conversations, y'know, just hang around. He came in, wearing his classic orange tee with a light jacket on top, and ran his hand through his blond hair, looking for a nice spot to sit.