first notes § a classy diner

[jurisdick]

who: goro & you
where: diner
when: first week of may
rating: pg-13 (probably? will update if necessary)
the story: a detective walks into a diner for some pancakes and....

option 1 - for the employees

[ while this isn't leblanc, per say, it still has a rather comforting feel to it. he isn't sure if it's the decor or the general energy in the diner, but it seems to call to him the same way that the tiny curry and coffeeshop did back in tokyo. it's not insanely crowded but it has enough interesting faces to keep him intrigued. still, that's not to say he's actively seeking conversation. rather, he's brought a book from the library down to the diner to thumb through as he takes a break from investigating the hot mess he's found himself in.

there's a pencil stuck between his teeth, brown fringe covering his eyes as he skims the pages of the book. occasionally, he plucks the pencil out to scribble something down in the margin, and then just like that, the pencil returns dutifully to his mouth.

he hasn't ordered yet, a bit lost in thought over the pages of paradise lost. ]

option 2 - for others

[ now that he has his coffee (it's really a necessity in life), he's taken a break from the pages of the riveting story to glance around the diner. simply surveying the area for any "familiar faces." one leg is crossed against another, dangling off the edge of the stool, toe of his shoe tapping light sounds against the counter in front of him.

as usual, each and every lock of hair is perfectly in place and he's wearing his tan jacket complete with a drab, striped tie. although he enjoys the tranquility, he can't help but catch the gaze of anyone who walks into this diner. namely, you.

there's a bright, undeniably charismatic smile that appears and he lifts a hand politely up in way of greeting. ]

May I ask you a question?

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[jurisdick]

[ there's something familiar about him, is the first thing goro notes. perhaps it's that silly apron that reminds him of kurusu. regardless, he politely closes his book, using the pencil as a temporary bookmark. hands then fold neatly together and rest under his chin, attention entirely focused on minute. ]

Pancakes, if you have them. [ it's said with a smile, if not a bit tentative. he hadn't exactly looked

[jivitadana]

[Minato nodded. Pancakes were a good choice. It was easy to remember if this person only wanted one thing, but then Minato had to get more details and get more specific.]

What kind?

[There was plain buttermilk, or anything with berries, chocolate chips, practically anything. But since it was everything, he had to offer at least one suggestion:]

... The special is blue velvet pancakes, if you're interested.

[jurisdick]

[ blue velvet? does he even want to know the sugar-content and chemical makeup of that food dye? ]

I've never heard of those before.

[ the slightest tilt of his head. ]

Have you tried them?

[jivitadana]

[Blue #1, HFCS, probably some gums, preservatives, awesome stuff. You only live once! (Sort of.) But they are blue velvet for a Very Specific Reason.]

Mn. I make them.

[Among other things. He did honestly try everything ever that the Diner produced.]

But it's up to you.

[jurisdick]

Then I'll trust your judgment.

[ besides, what's life without a bit of adventure? or rather, it'd be a great talking point to others in this strange place if he had 'blue velvet pancakes' under his belt. ]

[jivitadana]

Okay. I'll be right back.

[And Minato went to get those pancakes made and they did come out as an interesting blue color and had with some cream cheese glaze on the side. He did serve them when they were ready.]

You're new here?

[jurisdick]

[ it looks really good, and there's a genuine smile spreading across his face. ]

Yes. Just the other day, actually. Still adjusting to the quirks of this place... It's definitely something new to me.

[jivitadana]

I can answer any questions you have after you're done here?

[Since Minato didn't want to bother him while he was eating if he wanted the time to himself. Minato could always catch him afterward. Or he hoped so, anyway.]

[jurisdick]

[ he smiles. he isn't particularly hungry so he's going to be quite chatty as he picks at the food. ]

I heard something about Magic. Care to explain in more detail?

[jivitadana]

[Magic? Minato nodded since that was a thing here.]

Mn, your room will change into whatever room you want. The closets will give you most anything you need. The dining room and tearooms provide whatever food you think of.

[Among other things. He tried not to dwell on where everything came from and what it was made of. Besides magic. Like the whole "do you think that's air you're breathing" type of stuff? He was going to take Wonderland's word for it.]

[jurisdick]

So it's a sort of paradise.

[ it's mostly a joke, but it's not too far off. after all, how could a place that gave you anything you wanted or needed be bad? besides the obvious, of course. ]

Strange how it seems to have that power and yet we can't wish ourselves back home.

[jivitadana]

[True, it was nice here or could be. There wasn't much else they could ask for in terms of their survival.]

I think it's just lonely, so it does what it can to keep us here.

[But how it went about that was questionable. They had everything that they'd really need except for freedom? But Minato guessed he couldn't really blame it. He had his reasons for wanting to stay.]

[jurisdick]

So you believe this place is sentient.

[ it's an odd way of looking at things, but then again, palaces themselves were built on people's emotions. in a way, they were sentient, too. he still hasn't discredited this place as not being one, though, so.... ]

It's an odd thought.

[jivitadana]

Maybe it makes me more sympathetic toward it.

[Maybe. Minato couldn't be sure, but he liked that explanation. Plus he didn't mind being here either, thus thinking of it as being something alive on some level was like he was keeping it company. It was an odd thought, he had to agree.]

Oh, I'm Arisato Minato. And you?

[jurisdick]

Akechi Goro. It's nice to meet you, Arisato.

[ and like the pleasant boy he is, he extends a gloved-hand with an equally charming smile. ]

[jivitadana]

[So charming. Minato did extend his hand out for the handshake.]

Same.

[Ah, but that name.]

What year is it back home for you?

[He could only assume, anyway, that he was Japanese and from Japan, but really, he could've been Japanese but from anywhere else in the world. Minato only assumed so because it seemed like lately, there were several people from Japan who arrived recently.]

[jurisdick]

2016.

[ which makes him wonder if there's something to that. so, still politely, he tilts his head to the side, smile slipping into a look of mere curiosity. ]

I take it it's different for you?

[jivitadana]

2010.

[2016 was again so far in the future. It was only 6 years, but for someone only 17, that was already like a third of his life.]

What's the future like?

[jurisdick]

No aliens or zombies yet, I'm afraid.

[ an amused look!! ]

Cellular phones have come much further in the past six years.

[jivitadana]

[Well, at least the world didn't have to deal with those. Yet?]

Like how?

[Please explain. His phone was still a flip phone of all things.]

[jurisdick]

If I'm remembering correctly, there weren't many applications on phones back in 2010. GPS at most, yes?

[jivitadana]

[Minato nodded. He had his phone, but he kept it in his room since there wasn't any service for it. Applications. He didn't use much of those save for any chat/text feature or taking pictures. But even that was basic.]

What kind of applications are on phones now?

[jurisdick]

Personally? I don't have all that many. Just a general navigation one and one for social media. They do come preinstalled with ones for taking notes and listening to music and the like, though.

[ he pauses and then reaches into his pocket. ]

It's not much use here, of course, but you're welcome to take a look.

[ he's one of those people that never keeps his texts, anyway, so it's fine!! ]

[jivitadana]

[Whoa. A phone from the future. Like farther future than 2012. Minato held onto it and looked at the screen. Touchscreen, huh?]

What's this?

[Minato showed the phone to Akechi and pointed out a red square of an app on the phone.]

[jurisdick]

[ ...... oh. well. about that?? ]

That? It showed up on my phone one day. It's quite the story behind it....

[ he's fairly certain the others have told other residents about their powers, knowing this place was essentially a vacuum, so.... ]

A bit supernatural, if you will.