Turn It Up;; Colosplay Cafe;; Private

337 words/2 posts.
Jiyu had been doing numerous things lately, most of them involved putting her life in danger, the bruised girl did not like that very much! While she sometimes lived for danger and adventure? Kazehime wanted to live far into her own golden years, she didn't want to die young, barely twenty seven like her mother had! Thus the wind mage decided that today it was time to take an extend day long break from all the dangerous magic missions she had been going on as of late! Instead of putting her life in danger by doing something extremely dangerous? The wind mage was choosing to look for a mission much milder, her hand scraping over the board, regrowing claws flexing slightly as she sighed, not much was tame and her own rank. However they had lower ranks she could accompany onto lower rank missions! Jiyu chuckled at the thought, turning her back with the new job paper in her head, fiddling with the feather's pinned into her hair.

       "Val, we're going to go do something fun today, a little job~" the wind mage spoke up, mischief in her velvet voice. Even with her bruises still around? Her confidence seemed to be returning daily, and that would start to make her dangerous to hang around, she tended to get into trouble or get her friends into embarrassing things! Well Black Rose was going to have to learn that, but not today, at least she'd try to be good, she was always dragging Val to a cosplay cafe! "We'll be met their by a knight, and just do the same serving stuff we do here." sounded simple, she was leaving out the outfits. Most people? Would turn their heads at dressing up for a job, that meant she'd have to keep that a secret from the gunner until they arrived, and she got thrown in something like a neko maid outfit! Kazehime was cool with dressing up, long as they did not try to put shoe's on her.

A little fun, huh? She turned to give Jiyu a suspicious look.
Valkryes knew that there was no way this could end well, at least for her. That phrase was always put before something dreadful, in an attempt to make it look a bit better. It never helped. It never made it fun. So why, might you ask, was she taking this job in the first place?
At this point, the mage was asking herself that very question. She glanced at Jiyu as she spoke, watching how she seemed way too excited about waiting tables. As far as she was concerned or even knew, that was all the job entailed. Nothing more, nothing less. That was how she liked it. Val had considered asking to see the job posting herself, just to double check, but she never could remember to ask things like that. Her vertically challenged companion wasn't exactly offering to show it off either.

"You know, part of me is worried that you're up to something, but the other part knows I could use the jewel." The blonde cast her gaze to the side once again as she spoke. It was just a feeling, a vibe she was getting. Though, she could find no real reason to worry about her suspicions at the moment. It was just baseless speculation.

Sighing softly, the gunner slipped off her jacket and neatly tied it around her waist. She was already hot and just didn't feel like walking around with the thing on. She then finished off the drink she had been nursing throughout the day, setting the cup on a nearby table. It was unsure what she was drinking to anyone aside from Val herself. It could have been alcoholic, it could have been harmless. No one ever quite seemed to know what she was always drinking.

"So, you ready to go? Or is anyone else coming?"

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Ouch a suspicious look right off the bat, the female must have been loosing that 'so fragile she'll break if you touch her' opinion, after seeing the things Jiyu did or watching the nineteen year old nearly beat people up for staring. Either way? It did not matter to the wind user, she knew that for now the gunner would accompany her, without being told such, it was just kind of how the world went! At least so far, she had only been back interacting with people for a short time compared to her captivity of two years. Also to be fair, the wind mage had not said 'a little fun' all in one go, she'd said all three words but in a different manner, thought she still meant the same thing, considering they were going to be dressed up in costumes that might scream 'grope me' from what she suspected herself.... Not that Jiyu's every day bikini top and shorts didn't say that .......

"Now what could someone in my condition be up to?" the sound of her voice, it was almost like telling Val she was correct, while trying to consul the girl of the lie that this job was easy and innocent for everyone involved. Honestly it was weird how that worked out, but it was just who the wind mage was. Also? Her comment, what someone of her physical condition could be up too; Well she had climbed a rank and become a rising star in this condition, so there was that, and it was proof. Even with a weakened body? Jiyu could get into plenty trouble and mishaps.

"Nope but they might have hired other people as well."

Either way, she'd start walking out, with Val in close behind her, continuing on until they finally went from Rose Garden to the Capital and arrived at the shop. Just by looking at it? You could tell it was a cosplay shop, the whole building screamed it, and you could see some dressed up workers through the window. Once the two mages arrived? "So your the Black Rose Mages that took this job? Go get dressed in the back and get to work." the manager looked like he thought something was wrong with the two girls, and who knew what the old perv was thinking. Regardless? Jiyu went to the back with her companion, looking at Val "You get first pick" she spoke up, starting to loosen the tie bikini top so she could change into one of the outfits for this job. regardless of the piece of fabric being small compared to most clothing? She tied it very well, in an attempt to avoid wardrobe malfunctions.

As the two mages approached what Jiyu claimed was their destination, Valkryes could already feel her pale face heat up in anger and possibly embarrassment. It didn't take even a moment of standing in front of the cozy little shop to figure out what their job was. The building itself was cute; it was decorated with memorabilia from popular culture, which was a dead giveaway to its identity. Anyone who was in to that sort of stuff would have been floored by this place. You could even see a handful of employees inside, waiting tables in full cosplay. Unfortunately, the blonde mage got the feeling that they weren't just there for fun.

After listening to the manager's brief explanation of their task, the pair walked inside. However, Val didn't miss the once-over the old guy seemed to give them. She internally shuddered at the thought. Not today. She was not going to deal with old, pervy creeps today.

She followed the wind mage to the back, somehow keeping her composure as the walked through the main dining area. As they entered a small closet-like room in the back, Val turned on the light and shut the door, making absolutely sure to lock it. After doing this, she spun around to face Jiyu with a flushed and flustered expression.
"So, when exactly did you plan on telling me about this one little detail?"

Mad as she was, Valkryes knew that this was still a job she had agreed to take. That said, there was no way the smaller girl was off the hook for this. There would be hell to pay in the near future, that much was certain. She turned to face the racks hung around the small room, each filled with haphazardly folded costumes. She noticed that there was also a rather large box of accessories sitting in the corner.
Valkryes sifted through the outfits, her face scrunching in disgust at the skippy things. It wasn't that she was opposed to showing some skin- her own outfit said that much- but this environment made things a bit more complicated.
After sifting through the fabric for what felt like ages, the mage finally managed to pull out a small school-uniform like set. It included a shirt, skirt, and bow, presumably to wear around her neck.
"Well, it's only thing I've found so far that's anywhere close to ok."

She quickly changed clothes, trading her jacket and bando top for a very tight-fitting white blouse. She struggled to button the shirt, especially around her chest. To her frustration, it seemed that it was made to emphasize that particular area. Annoyed with that, she slipped on the skirt. She had kept her black shorts on, hoping they would be concealed by the blue patterned skirt. Unfortunately, it was not long enough, causing her to remove her only safety net. That just further pissed the mage off. She wanted to get this done as quickly as possible, so she tied the matching bow around her shirt collar and slipped on the dark stockings she had found.
She looked herself over, throughly embarrassed. The shirt was too tight, the skirt was dangerously short, and the long stockings weren't helping anything.

"You're so dead for this Jiyu."

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544 words. I can now turn this in for the job, but can we continue it to a nicer ending as a social? I'll turn it in for us, but we'll continue for the story of it.

The other mages reaction upon seeing the location of their mission was priceless and if Jiyu had a tail it would be wagging! Such expression and response, it was truly something for the mischieving and cunning little wind user to enjoy. However the short female could not linger on such things for very long, or they would never get their job done, and that would not be good, especially since Jiyu very much liked getting payed. Even though she barely ever used the money she made? Having some degree of wealth within this world could be a very good advantage, especially when you were looking for someone you had not seen or heard of since your seventh birthday; Kazehime could not think any further. If she ket considering, the wind mage knew she would again become infuriated and single tracked, more than would allow her to complete her two current tasks, the cafe one being more pressing right now, since the target of her second objective had yet to be located. Shaking her head, Jiyu also shook the haunted look in her odd optics, smiling with trouble in her pale pink lips. Right now thought? It was nearly impossible to enjoy her own antics once more, past the deep throbbing ache in her heart, the open wound sliced clean across it, hardening her gaze.

“It’s not that big a deal, just remember you can’t hit people for any reason.” she kept her finger on her chin, and sighed slightly, brushing her hair behind her left ear, the feathers there almost coming out, slipping neatly through her finger’s. Without much shame? Jiyu derobed, which was not hard considering she’d barely been dressed to begin with! The wind mage picked the first outfit she saw, and started applying it, only realizing what she had picked after it was fully on. If Val did not think that she was into this sort of thing before? Than the gunner certainly would now, it was a garter belt with a short skirt, very decorative with hearts, thigh length socks held up by the garter straps, and to put the icing on the cake there was a bra style top with hearts on it, a simple bow neck tie, and a black lace shawl. The whole outfit? Was black and white “Oh great- well best get to work, and if you're thinking revenge you best be cunning and wait until after I don’t suspect it coming anymore.”

After she had waved at Val and headed out, seemingly half begrudged? The wind mage went around waiting tables! Most of the day was smooth, though she had plenty of people ogling, they stopped looking when they saw she was marred and no one wanted to touch her bruises or burn marks. For once she might be thankful for the painful reminders, as they kept the pervs from touching her and even got them to tip decently in pity to the condition of her body. “I think it’s closing. So dude, who are you? We worked all day together and I never even caught your name.” the female was waiting to get paid, so it couldn’t hurt to converse with the man in the charmander onesie, sitting back onto one of the tables, twirling a strand of waist long hair around her finger.