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It is way too early for this.
It is way too early for this, and you’re pretty sure your hostess would agree.
Seizing another flavorful-yet-unfilling taiyaki in hand, you drag your feet out to the front of the shrine. As you expected from the sounds entering your ears, there are two people arguing on the walkway beneath a red wooden arch. One is wearing some insane green-black patterned dress and some kind of fuzzy triangular head accessories. The other is-
“Royce-R-DLG, what the hell are you doing getting your digestive acid everywhere?” -About to be reminded that you take your appointment as Hygiene Officer
very, very seriously. “Here is what is going to happen,” you rant on. “You are going to go
inside that shrine. You are going to go
through the main room,
left through the door at the back, and take the
second door on your right.”
“Urgh… Tyler, lay off on-“
“You are going to wash your hands and face, and
then you are going to get a mop - “ there’s nothing to emphasize a point like lifting a guy up by the front of his uniform – “and you are going to
swab up your mess.”
“But I’m still feeli
uuulch”
You hurriedly release your grip on your equipment guy , barely pulling your arm away before another stream of foul-smelling digestive stuff lashes out at the walkway.
An exaggerated sigh escapes from between your jaws. “Look, just go clean yourself up. Or if you’re gonna keep hurling, at least hurl in the toilet instead of all over where people walk.”
“Uuuurgh…”
“Do it, man. This is just plain disgusting.”
“But I’m still…”
“And what’s that other smell, anyways? It’s vile.” And it is. Sewage-ish and sickly sweet, like rotting leftovers.
“The cart…”
Your patience is really stretching here. “Well, then get
out of the cart before I start fining you credits. That has to be as bad for your health as anything there is.”
A finger prods at your shoulder.
“WHAT?”
The ear-girl owns that prodding finger, and she looks distinctly unamused. “Ex
cuse me,” she hisses through a wrathful rictus. “What do you think you’re doing to Master’s guest?”
Oh, hell no. You are
not in the mood for this right now.
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[]”I am correcting
my coworker, thank you.”
[]”I am looking out for
my coworker’s health. Are you going to help, or just stand there and get on my case?”
[]”Nothing you need to worry about. Go away.”
[]Need a minute?
Grab a Snickers Eat that taiyaki.
[]Screw talking to this uppity little mutant. You’ll just go get Reimu to handle her for you.
[]Screw talking to this uppity little mutant. It’s laser time.