Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-2600:8807:1C01:A199:34FC:BE1:3691:A4BC-20191106230333/@comment-2600:8807:1C01:A199:7C1A:C56E:D2EC:AD6D-20191107230514

Alright, I’ll start. Quick summary of what’s going to happen:

Anyone already in the Talentless Rejects will be working a shift in the Sakura Blossom Bakery, our disguised base. We use it so we have enough money to sustain apartment rent for all the members who are homelessness. Then, anyone who is going to me a new member will walk up and order a Cherry Blossom Sugar Bun, which is the code for “I’d like to join you.” Hearth will nod and go over to the back room, grab an actual sugar bun with a note telling the customer to meet them outside in fifteen minutes, which is his break. From there, it’ll work out. I’ll be other backround characters and members of the rebellion

Anyways...

Hearth plastered a warm smile onto his voice and greeted the customer. He tried not the tap his foot as the male elf spent a solid five minutes looking through their menu. Finally, he ordered a cinnamon roll and left, muttering about bad customer service, snapping his fingers and conjuring some money on the counter. Hearth grit his teeth slightly.

''Jerk. But what he doesn’t know...''

“...Sir, you paid a dollar too much.” Hearth called out, lying through his teeth.

The elf turned and responded with a snobby, “Ugh, keep the change, you poor elves need it anyways-“

Their eyes went dull.

“Go outside and slap yourself in public before tripping over a rock and falling into the fountain.” Hearth muttered.

The elf did exactly that. You see, Hearth could’ve made him do that without talking, as a Mesmer, but his ability had a mutation to it, and it worked only when someone responded to his voice.

-Loki