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NEW BEGINNINGS
Spring is here and newest crop of students have finally arrived at Crux Academy and Nebulae Institute. Both campuses are abuzz with activity as first years filter in, some confused, others excited and honored to be attending such a prestigious institution. Class assignments would be found on the large bulletin board toward the front of campus, and while some friends may find themselves once again sharing the same class, others will be given the opportunity to nurture new relationships with future friends (or enemies).
Classes for the first day will be short, punctuated by a welcoming ceremony led by each school's respective headmaster and headmistress, as well as an upperclassman that has some significance to the rest of the student body. Students are then permitted to take the rest of the day for themselves, to get acclimated to the campus as well as Galactica, should they so choose. Why not explore the school? Take a trip into the city? Or perhaps get to know your dorm mate, classmates or fellow faculty members? Or perhaps, if you are that sort of person, terrorize the town? The choice is yours.
[[ This post signals the opening of the dressing room! Feel free to use it as a catch-all, or create your own posts should you so desire. Welcome everyone and have fun! ]]
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[A tug on the sleeve]
I'd like to order something.
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[ Excuse you. She pulls her arm away, looking both confused and a little irked. Yeah, and what did that have to do with her. ]
So then order something?
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Fine. But just this once.
[ She walks toward the front to put in his order for him. He was probably new around here, or from a world where things like manners didn't exist.
Returning after a moment, she puts a hand on her hip. ]
There. They said it would be right out.
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You could probably also stand to unbutton your top a bit. Waitresses tend to do better if they flash a bit of boob.
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It all clicks, and while she should probably take this whole thing and laugh, the last comment he makes negates any humor from the situation. ]
Excuse me?
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I don't know where you come off, but I'll have you know that, one, I have no desire to "unbutton my top a bit," and two don't even work here! I put in your order with one of the wait staff out of common courtesy. You know, manners? That thing you don't have? You would do well to learn some!
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[ Said out of reflex more than anything. She takes a deep breath through her nose. Keep your cool, Lux, this guy was just a chauvinistic pig. It wasn't the worst thing in the world.
Just stay calm, and don't say anything you might regret. Take the higher ground and just walk away. ]
You're obviously not from around here, so let me give you a bit of advice.
[ Or not. Her smile is sickeningly sweet. ]
People expect to be treated with respect, even waitresses. And if you tell any girl to show a little skin for an extra tip that she has the right to punch you on the spot. She would be doing us all a favor. Just be thankful I'm not that kind of girl.
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[ Lord, where did this guy come from? ]
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[ aka don't push this onto her. ]
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Except for the top being all buttoned, of course.
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[ Although not really. ]
Besides, if I worked here, then I would have a name tag on.
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