Cafe Fina - Wednesday - 7/23

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Liir was rather perplexed by all the citrus fruits.

For one, they tasted like actual citrus fruits. That had been his first test, the first thing he'd tried. It had also been a very good breakfast.

Then he'd tried to figure out when he might have picked up enough information to make other citrus fruits. Because it wasn't as if it was out of the realm for him to do magic while not meaning to. He'd done it while asleep before.

As it was, though, he just decided not to think too much about it and made sure to use today's bounty towards some delicious food.
Today's Special
Candied Orange Peels
Lemon Chicken
Black Pepper and Lime Fries
Chipotle Lime Baconwrapped Shrimp
Orange Poppy Seed Cookies
The Cafe Fina was open!

[no ocd today]

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[my-tragic-past.livejournal.com]

Kevin was hot and sweaty, having just finished a five mile run about the island. And he was hungry. Ravished.

"Smells good in here," he commented, looking about the cafe.

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...Liir was a little surprised to see someone in Kevin's state in the cafe, but let it never be said he didn't give good customer service.

"I've been taking advantage of all the fruit," he said with a smile.

"Would you like something to drink? I promise we have more than lemonade."

[my-tragic-past.livejournal.com]

Kevin took note of the smile. It was nice, and given everything that happened yesterday with Toby, it was very welcomed.

"That would be awesome. Water? With lots of ice? Or, if you have something you think would be more refreshing, I'm game to try it. I'm always up for something new."

He moved to take a seat at the counter.

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He nodded and put out a glass and a pitcher of a deep red drink (http://mexicanfood.about.com/od/bebidasdrinks/r/pomsangria.htm) before coming back a moment later with a glass of iced water as well.

"Were you out doing errands?" he asked curiously.

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Kevin looked confused. "Um, I don't think so. I was just out running, you know, keeping it firm." He reached up and poked at his pecs, pleased with how solid they were.

He poured himself a glass of the red stuff. "Dude, that's really sweet. What is it, kool-aid?"

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He digested the information about running, putting it in the same place as Karal's suggestions that he might do the same (exercise wasn't really much of a concept where he came from) and soldiered on.

"Virgin sangria, made with pomegranate juice," he corrected him.

"Did you want something a little more plain?"

He shook his head a little.

"I've got a bit of a sweet tooth, unfortunately."

[my-tragic-past.livejournal.com]

"Nah, it's cool. I like sweet stuff myself," he said, taking another gulp. "And I never shy away from something with 'virgin' in the title," he added, making a point of looking the boy up and down.

Hey, he was a free man now.

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

So was Liir, and the boy certainly wasn't anything terrible to look at, but it took a little more than a look for him to notice.

Something like a two by four might work. Or saying, to his face, in small words, that they were interested in him in a non-intellectual sense. Or possibly kissing him, which was the tack Trism had taken to good effect, though to be fair that had been after a rather harrowing event for both of them.

Either way, the look got a friendly smile in return.

"There's plenty of sweets on the menu today. Is there anything in particular you'd like? I'm pretty handy so even if it's not one of the specials, I can probably put something together for you."

[my-tragic-past.livejournal.com]

"Something light," he said. "I'll leave it up to you, as you seem to be the expert." Kevin picked up a napkin and wiped off some of the sweat beading up on his chest.

"So, uh, my name's Kevin."

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"Liir," he said with a smile as he offered a hand and mentally went through the inventory of things he might bring out.

"And so I don't serve you something that'll have you sweating worse, do you prefer something hot or something more mild?"

Despite how easy it might be to misconstrue, Liir was not actually flirting. He was just being friendly and asking questions about food. Like he does.

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Kevin totally thought he was flirting. "Oh, I like to sweat," he said. "The hotter, the better."

He leaned forward. "So, Liir, you single?"

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He blinked at first, then nodded as a wry smile appeared then disappeared from his face.

"I am. For a month and some, though I usually don't mention it as my previous paramour is on the island and I don't like to make things awkward."

He was damnably good at being awkward all by himself, after all.

"And if you like to sweat," he said as his smile turned just a touch Wicked, "I will see what I can put together. For the moment, however, enjoy one of these."

He put down a wax-wrapped caramel (http://www.cookingdebauchery.com/cooking_debauchery/2008/02/szechuan-pepper.html).

"Nothing too hot, but it will make your tongue tingle and I've found it's very good before a bit of heat."

...no. Really. He's still not actually flirting. This is all culinary enthusiasm.

[my-tragic-past.livejournal.com]

Kevin popped the caramel in his mouth. "Whoa, totally not was I was expected," he exclaimed. "This is good." He smiled at the other boy.

"Yeah, exes can be a real pain in the ass. Mine thinks he's entitled to anything he wants." He shrugged.

"So you ever just mess around? You know, for fun?" Kevin didn't mind getting to the point.

[intraspective]

Ino was totally sneaky and clever and on her lunch break (not, mind, that she had eaten anything yet--eating oranges and such all morning left her rather unhungry) and slipping sneakily into Cafe Fina.

And creeping up behind her brother to (hopefully) surprise him with a hug. "Guess who?"

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It was a good thing he was already done with the candying...

He almost startled before relaxing again.

"That's simple enough. You're the only one who comes to see me."

Other than Amber, and there was no way he was opening that can of worms again.

[intraspective]

She tightened the hug, before letting him go. "And that," Ino informed him, "is why you've got to get out more."

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"I've been working on it," he pointed out. "Especially as I'm done with my first project."

He bounced on the balls of his feet at the thought.

"I did magic, you know. I wanted to make something and I did and it came out as it was supposed to.

"I can hardly believe it, really."

[intraspective]

"You'd better believe it," Ino beamed. "Or else I've been flying a dream, and I'm totally not dreaming." She refused to be dreaming.

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

"You're not. I'm just going to be rather proud of myself for a while."

He didn't need to struggle so hard to believe in himself. Now he had proof of his competency.

[intraspective]

Ino would argue that he shouldn't've had such trouble believing in himself beforehand and that he'd always been awesome but she was rather biased.

"I've named it Staffy," she said, instead.

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...that caused a bit of a misstep.

"...Staffy?"

[intraspective]

"Yes," she said, almost defiantly. "Staffy."

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

He just kind of--

Well, it wasn't a laugh because there wasn't any noise, and his expression was as confused as that of a Munchkin asked to get something off the top shelf but his shoulders sort of convulsed a couple of times.

"I see."

He looked down and kissed the top of her head.

[intraspective]

...

...

"...what's that supposed to mean?" Dubiously.

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"I'm glad you two are getting along well," was all he said, grinning now, just a touch.