Post by Akira Nakajima on Mar 24, 2014 9:51:37 GMT -5
Akira was in a fairly good mood, all things considered. The last major battle had ended without any large incident, despite all the circumstances floating around it, for one. He had some awesome new scissors, for two. Three? Well, he was meeting someone important that day. Dressed to impress, the crossdresser looked like a librarian. Let's step back and reword that. Dressed to amuse himself, the crossdresser looked like a librarian. The glasses were there, naturally, and his hair was left undone, as was the case when in drag, but his clothing had a certain “modest” charm to them on that occasion. The lowest layer of his top was a simple white blouse. Over it was a black waistcoat. Finishing off his top was a lightweight cardigan, left open. Below was an honest-to-God skirt that went all the way down, almost to his ankles. It was pleated, though, so there was little doubt as to his abilities of movement like that. And, to finish off any librarian look, the librarian required a book, or folders, or something to clutch their chest. And what did he have? Folders containing the information he had gathered on some Shadows. Librarian look, check!
”Tea, please.” The boy in drag requested from the waiter in the cafe. He was waiting for Ayakura Alisa. They had reached a certain level of familiarity and, in recent times, worked together towards a properly-common goal. He had information she could utilize. Likewise, she had abilities he could utilize to maximize and clarify what information he did have. Together, they could wage a war in the shadows on the Shadows, as well as spread information. He was pleased with the changes as of late. Sitting back, he relaxed and waited.
The cafe itself was fairly easy on the eyes. Subdued colors and whatnot. The patrons were almost entirely girls and couples, but there were some lone guys hanging around as well. There were waiters, obviously, but also a few waitresses. The palate the facility offered included mostly teas and sweets, but there were some light sandwiches the place offered as well. While not as iconic as the maid cafe he visited fairly often, the cafe was certainly good enough. It served its purpose. Admirably, even.
”Tea, please.” The boy in drag requested from the waiter in the cafe. He was waiting for Ayakura Alisa. They had reached a certain level of familiarity and, in recent times, worked together towards a properly-common goal. He had information she could utilize. Likewise, she had abilities he could utilize to maximize and clarify what information he did have. Together, they could wage a war in the shadows on the Shadows, as well as spread information. He was pleased with the changes as of late. Sitting back, he relaxed and waited.
The cafe itself was fairly easy on the eyes. Subdued colors and whatnot. The patrons were almost entirely girls and couples, but there were some lone guys hanging around as well. There were waiters, obviously, but also a few waitresses. The palate the facility offered included mostly teas and sweets, but there were some light sandwiches the place offered as well. While not as iconic as the maid cafe he visited fairly often, the cafe was certainly good enough. It served its purpose. Admirably, even.