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originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by Trashcan Jesus:
12/18/2016 3:39:11 AM
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"So... you're a dude in a costume? Weird theme for a coffee shop..."
[i]With the vocal distortion, it was unclear as to how sarcastic this individual was truly being.[/i]
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He blinks. "Uhm..sir, im not in a costume. I am a living, breathing, thinking thing. Now, uhm...what would you like today? As i said earlier, if its your first time your first item is free."
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"No way...." "So like, you're a talking fox? Like, Disney-style talking animal?" [i]He seemed to be trying to hold back a laugh.[/i] "Aight, I've seen everything now.. hehe" [i]His chuckle broke into a hearty laugh, and for some reason, he found this to be really amusing.[/i]
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He shrugged. This happened often. He figured if he made someone laugh life wasn't too terrible. He stood behind the counter, ready to take his order.
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"So wait, real talk, how do you work in a restaurant? Aren't foxes considered, like, pests? Doesn't that break the SafeServe regulations or something?" [i]The individual sounded like he was attempting to stop laughing.[/i]
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"Well, im not fully an animal. And i control my shedding so that's not a problem. And i'm an arctic fox, if you must know, and no, i am not a pest." He answered in a calm tone, merely answering his question.
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"Uh... isn't a fox a fox?" [i]He asked.[/i] "And how are you only part fox? Are you a mutt?" [i]There was no way this guy was the usual mercenary type. The way he spoke, the questions, and his sense of humor were too different, almost immature.[/i]
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He clears his throat. "I used to be a normal arctic fox before a scientist group kidnapped me and basically tortured me for two years, turning me into what i am today. Now, is there something you would like from the cafe?" he said, almost nonchalantly. Almost.
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"So.... you're a science experiment that serves coffee?" [i]He asked, stifling a laugh.[/i]
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He laughs a little too. "Yeah, I guess so. I think."
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"Well, I gotta say, you're probably the weirdest thing I've seen... and that's saying something..." [i]He said, chuckling.[/i]
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"Well, is there anything from the cafe you want? You're making a line." There's no one behind him. "Oh, i guess you're not making a line."
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"Honestly, probably shouldn't hype myself up on caffeine, but considering I'm running on two hours of sleep, I need something." [i]He said.[/i] "Large coffee, sugar and cream please." [i]He said, pulling out his wallet.[/i]
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He nods, getting to brewing it. When it's ready he sets it on the counter. "Oh, its on the house. Whenever its a customer's first time here their first item is free."
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"That's... uh... ok. Not gonna complain." [i]He said, taking the coffee and raising his hands.[/i]
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Quincy shrugs and goes back to tapping on his data pad, sipping a latte that he made for himself.
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Edited by Quincy_Frost: 12/20/2016 11:22:57 AMHe clears his throat. "I used to be a normal arctic fox before a scientist group kidnapped me and basically tortured me for two years, turning me into what i am today. Now, is there something you would like from the cafe?" he said, almost nonchalantly. Almost.
