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Admiral Chen had taken the Separa emissary on a diplomatic trip to Yamatai, taking the Jade with them. The rest of the Celia Battlegroup, however, remained docked at Anisa Star Fortress. The crew of the Celia, as well as several other manned ships in the fleet, had been given shore leave until the admiral's return, although many jokingly pointed out the distinct lack of beaches onboard the star fortress.
A few of the more adventurous types were visiting Anisa Prime, probably to train in survival skills. The planet, while habitable, remained untamed. The lack of restaurants and sanitary facilities planetside had convinced most of the crew to remain onboard the star fortress. It was a chance to mingle with people other than those onboard one's ship, at least.
Shosa Hayasaka Yuri sat at the back of the dimly lit, Western style bar, sipping a non-alcoholic drink. Around her, a few Nekos and Yamataians quietly chatted over their cocktails. Yuri enjoyed watching people, and there were few better places for people watching than a bar.
"There you are, Yuri!" A voice cried out near her.
Yuri looked up. "Oh hey, Sakai. Where's your boy toy?"
"He's tinkering in his room. Why? You jealous?" asked Shosa Sasaki Sakai with a wide grin.
"Like I'll admit to that… Where's Ryoko?"
"I don't know. You did tell her to meet us here, right?" Sakai looked around like a hyperactive rabbit. "Geez. Could you have picked a place with worse lighting conditions?"
"We all have night-vision. You saw me. She'll see us," replied Yuri calmly.
Yangfan
START> Anisa Star Fortress
After a few more minutes Ryoko walked in wearing a skirt uniform with a male shirt and sat down across from them smoothing her hand through her violet hair. "Sorry, I had to take a shower," she said with a small giggle. Indeed, she'd probably needed one from the exertions to keep morale high while the others were on Essia: lots of exotic dancing and lap dances for those who asked for it.
Yuri nodded. "it is good to see you exercising. A soldier must keep herself in peak physical condition," she said. SAINT types seemed to be very good at mentally blocking out realities that they'd rather ignore.
Sakai, on the other hand, had no such training. "Who was it?" She leaned over and whispered to Ryoko.
Ryoko blinked in confusion after nodding to Yuri and smiled softly at Sakai. "Whatever do you mean Sakai-chan?" She asked politely, "I haven’t done anything naughty other than a little teasing." She said with a bit of a smart-ass grin. Indeed Ryoko hadn't, she was a dancer, not a whore.
"I didn't mean to imply anything otherwise, Ryoko-chan," replied Sakai with a grin. "I simply wanted to know who was among the audience in your latest performance."
Yuri sipped her non-alcoholic drink, pretending that Sakai wasn't really there for the moment.
Ryoko shrugged a bit and shifted in her seat to get a drink from a waiter when he came around to get her order, getting a simple glass of iced tea. "Well whoever really needed it." She said. "Not a big deal right?"
Sakai was too experienced a gossipmonger to show any hint of disappointment. The roster of the members of the male crew who enjoyed Ryoko's services would have been a juicy piece of gossip. Sakai mentally filed away a note to try again later. "Anyway, let's get this party started! Wooo!" She shouted, breaking the silent atmosphere of the bar. Several bar patrons turned to look at her with irritation.
"Oh no you don't, Sakai," responded Yuri. "This will be a QUIET night out among friends. You promised."
"Oh? I remember making no such promises," Sakai replied with intentionally dramatic flair.
"If you want to continue you two we could rent a private room." Ryoko said in a down-to-earth tone.
Yuri sighed. "That will not be necessary, Ryoko." Yuri retrieved a data pad from one of her pockets, and clicked a button. The exasperated voice of Sakai beamed out: "I, Sasaki Sakai, promise to take Yuri and Ryoko on a QUIET night out. I promise not to do anything that will get us locked up in the brig, or cause Yuri excessive embarrassment, as per our earlier agreement. There, you happy, Yuri?"
Sakai muttered something about creepy spooks who record everything.
Ryoko snickered at that a bit. "Should’ve known she'd do that Sakai."
A Neko waitress leaned down to them with an uncomfortable expression. "I am sorry, madams, but I will have to ask you to leave. You're disturbing the other patrons."
"Oh. Okay..." replied Sakai. "When will you be asking us to leave? I'd like to plan ahead." She smiled innocently.
Yuri put her palm to her face.
Ryoko kicked Sakai's shin lightly. "She means now I believe Sakai." She said with a sigh. "Where else could we really go..."
"I hear they have comedy night down at Le Cafe," offered Yuri, standing up.
"Hehe. Le Cafe? Was that the best they could come up with?" Sakai giggled, and nudged Ryoko with her elbow.
Ryoko yawned and stood up, smoothing her hands down the shirt she had on, a subconsciously sensual motion that she really didn't think about doing; she just did. "Well if it works for them." She said. "Let's go at least."
"Yeah. Let's get out of here..." said Yuri.
Sakai was being unceremoniously escorted out of the bar. Well, more like being dragged out by the waitresses, with her heels dug into the ground.
The purple haired Neko just shook her head and looked at Yuri as they walked out. "Yuri... is she always like this?"
"When she's off duty? I'm afraid so. This is... This is Sakai-lite, really," replied Yuri.
* * *
Le Cafe was a dimly lit coffee shop, built to give out a Bohemian vibe. A far wall was made to appear to have the texture of red brick.
Yuri sat down and ordered coffee for the three of them. "Have a seat," she offered to Sakai and Ryoko. Around them, the cafe patrons appear to be mainly Nekos, Geshrins, and Yamataians, mostly in black.
"This is an... interesting place." Ryoko said as she walked in and sighed at the news of Sakai and went over and took a seat next to Yuri. "Hey at least it is more relaxed."'
"Boooooriiiiiing," droned Sakai. "I DEMAND to be ENTERTAINED!" She shouted at the empty stage in front of the "brick" wall.
"I like this place," responded Yuri. "The staff is too scared of Sakai to kick her out."
"Sakai, calm down. You won't get any if you keep scaring the employees." Ryoko said.
Sakai dramatically furrowed her brow and looked at a Neko barrista, only to see the poor thing dive behind her counter. "Eh. Yuri help me get coffee here," she said. Meanwhile, a young Yamataian man walked up on stage, wearing a red-paneled tech sentry uniform.
"Hello. Good evening," he said.
"Hmm?" The purple-haired Neko said looking up at the Yamataian.
Sakai turned her attention to the young man on stage, her face a look of mild interest. One got the feeling that he had better be funny, or he was going to have a very bad night.
Ryoko looked at Yuri before she sighed. "I hope this guys' good…"
The young man cleared his throat. "Did you hear about how the toilets at the police station were stolen?" He paused for effect. "The cops have nothing to go on!"
There was a faint groan from the audience, but Sakai laughed.
Ryoko's brow twitched at that one, agreeing with the rest of the audience.
Seemingly encouraged by Sakai, the young man went on. "Now, take my girlfriend... please!"
"Eeew..." commented Yuri.
"Can't take your right hand." Ryoko responded with a grin and a sign of victory.
((Editor’s OOC note: She went ^_^ v))
Sakai was still laughing. "Hehe. it is funny 'cause it is true..." she muttered, wiping away tears.
The young man continued, unaware of the rising ire of his audience. "I don't know if you guys know this... but I was born at a very EARLY AGE."
Some of the cafe patrons appeared to be gathering vegetables.
The young man was getting a hint that something was amiss, but Sakai seemed to be enjoying herself. She was laughing and crying into Yuri's shoulder. "Um..." said the young man, "So three guys walked into a bar... ouch? OUCH!"
Ryoko sighed, noticing the tomato zip past her shoulder and hit the guy in the shoulder. "I guess he's not that good," she said quietly.
"Uh oh," muttered the young man, dodging an apple that barely missed his head.
"Dude SUCKS!" A rowdy Geshrin shouted from the back, hurling a ball of sushi toward the front.
"Uh dude you should run." Ryoko called to the comedian.
"A three-legged dog walked into a bar," the young man cried out in desperation, using his microphone to parry off the projectiles. "He said, 'I'm looking for the man who shot my paw!'"
Yuri was patting Sakai on the back. Sakai was bent over, gasping for air.
"My hooker's funnier than you!" Another Geshrin yelled, hurling another bit of sushi. He then took a large swig of his sake.
Ryoko laughed at that one.
The young man dodged one more flying cup of hot coffee, and dived under the table that Yuri, Sakai, and Ryoko were sitting at. "So a space pirate walked into a cafe with a steering wheel attached to his crotch..." He whispered. "The waitress asked him, 'Doesn't that hurt?' And he said..."
"And he said," responded Sakai with a smile and dried eyes, "'Aye! it is driving me nuts!'"
Ryoko looked down blinking a bit and grins, kicks the guy lightly. "Hey, stop looking up my skirt you jerk," she said.
"Sorry," responded the young man. He handed Sakai a name card. "Call me," he whispered with a forlorn expression, and then scrambled out from underneath the table. He got hit with a few more rotten vegetables before making it out of the door.
"Well that brightened this place up a little, hope the janitor likes salad..." Said Ryoko.
Yuri sipped her coffee, already methodically erasing what just transpired from her memory.
"Aw, how sweet," said Sakai, looking over the name card. "Too bad I already have a boyfriend. Either of you gals interested?" She offered the card to Ryoko and Yuri.
"Not on your life," said Yuri.
"I'll pass." Ryoko said in response. "Not my type… That's a good point, what is your kind of guy Yuri?"
"This has been... interesting..." observed Yuri. "Huh? Oh. Someone serious, I guess… right side of the law; passionate about what he does; treat me with respect..." Yuri went on. Sakai slipped the name card into one of her pockets. "I'll save it for someone," she assured Yuri and Ryoko.
Ryoko grinned at Sakai. "Hey Sakai-chan, would you happen to have a tablet we can pull out various crew rosters with to see if we can find Yuri a date?"
"Um... Hey! Let's go somewhere else," said Yuri, suddenly chugging down her coffee.
The cafe patrons were leaving while the employees cleaned up the mess of rotten vegetables and spilled coffee cups.
"I get to pick the location this time, Yuri," responded Sakai, then leaned over to Ryoko and whispered in a low voice, "We'd have much better luck getting that done when Yuri's not present. Notice how she's using the cup to hide her blushing."
Ryoko giggled and nodded. "It’s cute isn't it?"
Sakai nodded. "We'll wait for an opportunity and discuss this further, Ryoko-chan. For now, to the clothing store!"
* * *
The clothing store was open late. Nekos' needs for clothing were mostly superficial, and this was reflected in the store's merchandise, which consisted mostly of dressy attires that would not be practical to wear, such as fancy kimonos, fluffy ball gowns, and various things... made of... leather.
"This place isn't that practical..." Ryoko said with a sigh as she looked around the merchandise trying to find something more useful.
"Welcome! My lovely ladies! I am Oybaf! I welcome you to Oybaf's Clothing Emporium!" The booming voice was coming from a muscular ID-SOL. He had long, flowing blonde hair.
The purple-haired Neko jumped and turned around in midair, putting her hand over her rapidly beating heart. "damn it don't scare me like that."
"Oybaf apologizes, my lady!" Responded Oybaf. "I am using my indoor voice!"
"Ahoy! Oybaf!" Hailed Sakai. "I'm looking for a gift for my boyfriend, what do you recommend?"
Meanwhile, Yuri was examining the bondage gear... with the cold interest of a professional.
Ryoko snuck up behind Yuri and tickled her sides playfully with her fingers and snickered. "Yuri's into bondage... HEY SAKAI...."
"it is not what you think, Ryoko," said Yuri with a red face. "I was simply looking at the interrogation equipment."
"Mmmhmmm suuuuure and I was born last night..." Replied Ryoko.
"She's probably getting them for me," responded Sakai with a grin. "Or maybe she's really into torture... I don’t know."
Ryoko just shook her head and brushed a hand through her hair and went to look more around the emporium, looking at the body suits for a moment.
"Hmm! What size is your boyfriend, my lady?" Asked Oybaf. His shirt was barely holding in all the muscle.
Sakai made a gesture with her two hands.
"I mean his BODY size, my lady!"
"NOT IN HIS PANTS SAKAI!" Ryoko burst out laughing, then leaned against the display noticing Yuri pale then blush.
~Even though that was really small...~ Ryoko tacked onto the end of her statement mentally.
Yuri hid her face behind a leather jacket she had picked up.
"Oh," said Sakai. "He's about my height, 5 feet 6 inches."
"Hmm! My son is about that high! Come on out here, Oybaf Junior!" Shouted Oybaf.
The violet-haired Neko panted bending down resting her hands on her knees to recover from the outburst of laughter and giggled a little and went back to looking around.
"Junior's not here," said a voice. Its source was hidden, but sounded to be behind the sales counter.
"damn it! Don't mess with me boy! Get out here! We have customers and I need you to model for them!"
"This kid must be really effeminate..." Ryoko said to Yuri.
A whimper came from behind the counter, but after a while, a teenage Yamataian boy emerged from behind the sales counter. He had long, flowing blond hair, just like his father. He also wore a sales uniform similar to his father's, only smaller sized, but it looked puffy on him by comparison.
"Well, for your information," said Yuri, "that's Sakai's type."
"Pretty boys huh?" She asked. "I prefer guys somewhere in between these two."
Sakai wore a devious grin on her face. Oybaf already had several outfits picked out, and handed one of them to his son. "Go! Put it on! I want you back here in two minutes!"
Oybaf Junior whimpered something about a slave driver, and disappeared into the changing rooms.
"Sakai, NO," said Yuri as she physically restrained Sakai from following him in.
"Aw. I was just playing," giggled Sakai.
"Sure." Ryoko said and hauled her away from the changing room. "Bad Neko."
"He's really a good boy!" Commented Oybaf. "He goes to school here on the station! I let him help me after he finishes his homework!"
"He's lucky to have a caring father like you," said Yuri.
Ryo wasn't so sure about that having heard the slave driver remark and went back to poking around some more, this wasn't usually her type of place but it had some curious items in it.
Soon afterward, Oybaf Junior emerged from the changing room, wearing a sharp-looking dress suit, consisting of a white dress shirt, a blue tie, and black jacket and pants. He scratched his tummy uncomfortably.
Sakai nodded in approval. "An excellent piece. But Liam already has his dress uniform. I'm looking for something more casual."
"She means leather!" Ryoko called from a couple aisles away, laughing the whole time and looked over at Yuri.
"What do you think?" asked Yuri as she handed Ryoko a cat-o-nine-tails. "Specially formulated polymer. It hurts like heck, but doesn't leave any scars for the anti-torture activists to photograph."
"You sure it is not for your own pleasure?" She perked a brow and examined it and grinned evilly at her, that gleam in her eye was a warning...
Meanwhile, Oybaf handed his son another ensemble and made him return to the changing rooms.
"I'm being serious here, Ryoko," said Yuri. She saw the gleam in Ryoko's eyes and picked up a whip.
Ryoko continued to check it out and shook her head. "I don't like it, it doesn't have the length." She said. "I'd prefer a bullwhip."
~Hey Yuri you sure you don't want that ball gag too?~ Ryoko thought to the other Neko privately, teasing her some.
"I'm not into that sort of thing!" Protested Yuri.
"Would you like a demonstration of the bondage gear? My lovely ladies?" Boomed Oybaf helpfully.
"NO!!" Shouted Yuri, her eyes glaring.
Oybaf backed off, very slowly, very carefully.
'Then why are you eyeing the stuff so intensely? You look ready to steal it." Ryoko teased and cracked the cat-o-nine-tails at Yuri’s rear when she turned to face the owner and giggled. "Alright I'll stop." She said, putting the item down. "There’s not that much here I'm that interested in really, I'm looking for something a little less showy, I have plenty of that kind of stuff already…"
((Editor’s OOC note: It’s generally not a good idea to strike a superior officer. Yuri’s being nice and permissive to Ryoko here.))
Oybaf Junior re-emerged from the changing room, wearing a pink shirt and tight leather pants. "I don't think the lady would want her boyfriend wearing this, dad," he said.
"Hmm. Do you have that in white, Mr. Oybaf?" asked Sakai.
"Do I ever!" Shouted Oybaf. His son was sent back into the changing room.
"I have some mail order catalogs that I could lend you," offered Yuri, glad that they moved off the bondage topic.
"Mail order catalogs huh?" Ryoko said. "Sounds good to me"
Oybaf Junior returned wearing a white shirt with puffs on the sleeves, and white leather pants held up with a white leather belt. "I look like a gigolo..." He commented helplessly.
"No you're missing the feather hat." Ryo said as she looked over at the kid.
"I'll take it!" Shouted Sakai, pulling out her cash card. Yuri was already ushering Ryoko out the door.
"Awww that was fun...." Ryoko said as she was pushed out.
* * *
The night was concluded with a late night snack at the food court. Yuri chewed thoughtfully on a burger while she stared out a porthole into space.
Seeing that Yuri was preoccupied, Sakai quietly dragged Ryoko aside. "So..." said Sakai as she stuffed a few fries into her mouth, "Let's find a date for Yuri..."
END>
JP by:
Yangfan (Yuri, Sakai, various other NPCs)
Tyler (Ryoko)
Jake (various cafe patrons)
Silly jokes courtesy of BoardGameGeek.com.
Any resemblance of any NPC in this JP to one Mr. Fabio is purely coincidental.
Admiral Chen had taken the Separa emissary on a diplomatic trip to Yamatai, taking the Jade with them. The rest of the Celia Battlegroup, however, remained docked at Anisa Star Fortress. The crew of the Celia, as well as several other manned ships in the fleet, had been given shore leave until the admiral's return, although many jokingly pointed out the distinct lack of beaches onboard the star fortress.
A few of the more adventurous types were visiting Anisa Prime, probably to train in survival skills. The planet, while habitable, remained untamed. The lack of restaurants and sanitary facilities planetside had convinced most of the crew to remain onboard the star fortress. It was a chance to mingle with people other than those onboard one's ship, at least.
Shosa Hayasaka Yuri sat at the back of the dimly lit, Western style bar, sipping a non-alcoholic drink. Around her, a few Nekos and Yamataians quietly chatted over their cocktails. Yuri enjoyed watching people, and there were few better places for people watching than a bar.
"There you are, Yuri!" A voice cried out near her.
Yuri looked up. "Oh hey, Sakai. Where's your boy toy?"
"He's tinkering in his room. Why? You jealous?" asked Shosa Sasaki Sakai with a wide grin.
"Like I'll admit to that… Where's Ryoko?"
"I don't know. You did tell her to meet us here, right?" Sakai looked around like a hyperactive rabbit. "Geez. Could you have picked a place with worse lighting conditions?"
"We all have night-vision. You saw me. She'll see us," replied Yuri calmly.
Yangfan
START> Anisa Star Fortress
After a few more minutes Ryoko walked in wearing a skirt uniform with a male shirt and sat down across from them smoothing her hand through her violet hair. "Sorry, I had to take a shower," she said with a small giggle. Indeed, she'd probably needed one from the exertions to keep morale high while the others were on Essia: lots of exotic dancing and lap dances for those who asked for it.
Yuri nodded. "it is good to see you exercising. A soldier must keep herself in peak physical condition," she said. SAINT types seemed to be very good at mentally blocking out realities that they'd rather ignore.
Sakai, on the other hand, had no such training. "Who was it?" She leaned over and whispered to Ryoko.
Ryoko blinked in confusion after nodding to Yuri and smiled softly at Sakai. "Whatever do you mean Sakai-chan?" She asked politely, "I haven’t done anything naughty other than a little teasing." She said with a bit of a smart-ass grin. Indeed Ryoko hadn't, she was a dancer, not a whore.
"I didn't mean to imply anything otherwise, Ryoko-chan," replied Sakai with a grin. "I simply wanted to know who was among the audience in your latest performance."
Yuri sipped her non-alcoholic drink, pretending that Sakai wasn't really there for the moment.
Ryoko shrugged a bit and shifted in her seat to get a drink from a waiter when he came around to get her order, getting a simple glass of iced tea. "Well whoever really needed it." She said. "Not a big deal right?"
Sakai was too experienced a gossipmonger to show any hint of disappointment. The roster of the members of the male crew who enjoyed Ryoko's services would have been a juicy piece of gossip. Sakai mentally filed away a note to try again later. "Anyway, let's get this party started! Wooo!" She shouted, breaking the silent atmosphere of the bar. Several bar patrons turned to look at her with irritation.
"Oh no you don't, Sakai," responded Yuri. "This will be a QUIET night out among friends. You promised."
"Oh? I remember making no such promises," Sakai replied with intentionally dramatic flair.
"If you want to continue you two we could rent a private room." Ryoko said in a down-to-earth tone.
Yuri sighed. "That will not be necessary, Ryoko." Yuri retrieved a data pad from one of her pockets, and clicked a button. The exasperated voice of Sakai beamed out: "I, Sasaki Sakai, promise to take Yuri and Ryoko on a QUIET night out. I promise not to do anything that will get us locked up in the brig, or cause Yuri excessive embarrassment, as per our earlier agreement. There, you happy, Yuri?"
Sakai muttered something about creepy spooks who record everything.
Ryoko snickered at that a bit. "Should’ve known she'd do that Sakai."
A Neko waitress leaned down to them with an uncomfortable expression. "I am sorry, madams, but I will have to ask you to leave. You're disturbing the other patrons."
"Oh. Okay..." replied Sakai. "When will you be asking us to leave? I'd like to plan ahead." She smiled innocently.
Yuri put her palm to her face.
Ryoko kicked Sakai's shin lightly. "She means now I believe Sakai." She said with a sigh. "Where else could we really go..."
"I hear they have comedy night down at Le Cafe," offered Yuri, standing up.
"Hehe. Le Cafe? Was that the best they could come up with?" Sakai giggled, and nudged Ryoko with her elbow.
Ryoko yawned and stood up, smoothing her hands down the shirt she had on, a subconsciously sensual motion that she really didn't think about doing; she just did. "Well if it works for them." She said. "Let's go at least."
"Yeah. Let's get out of here..." said Yuri.
Sakai was being unceremoniously escorted out of the bar. Well, more like being dragged out by the waitresses, with her heels dug into the ground.
The purple haired Neko just shook her head and looked at Yuri as they walked out. "Yuri... is she always like this?"
"When she's off duty? I'm afraid so. This is... This is Sakai-lite, really," replied Yuri.
* * *
Le Cafe was a dimly lit coffee shop, built to give out a Bohemian vibe. A far wall was made to appear to have the texture of red brick.
Yuri sat down and ordered coffee for the three of them. "Have a seat," she offered to Sakai and Ryoko. Around them, the cafe patrons appear to be mainly Nekos, Geshrins, and Yamataians, mostly in black.
"This is an... interesting place." Ryoko said as she walked in and sighed at the news of Sakai and went over and took a seat next to Yuri. "Hey at least it is more relaxed."'
"Boooooriiiiiing," droned Sakai. "I DEMAND to be ENTERTAINED!" She shouted at the empty stage in front of the "brick" wall.
"I like this place," responded Yuri. "The staff is too scared of Sakai to kick her out."
"Sakai, calm down. You won't get any if you keep scaring the employees." Ryoko said.
Sakai dramatically furrowed her brow and looked at a Neko barrista, only to see the poor thing dive behind her counter. "Eh. Yuri help me get coffee here," she said. Meanwhile, a young Yamataian man walked up on stage, wearing a red-paneled tech sentry uniform.
"Hello. Good evening," he said.
"Hmm?" The purple-haired Neko said looking up at the Yamataian.
Sakai turned her attention to the young man on stage, her face a look of mild interest. One got the feeling that he had better be funny, or he was going to have a very bad night.
Ryoko looked at Yuri before she sighed. "I hope this guys' good…"
The young man cleared his throat. "Did you hear about how the toilets at the police station were stolen?" He paused for effect. "The cops have nothing to go on!"
There was a faint groan from the audience, but Sakai laughed.
Ryoko's brow twitched at that one, agreeing with the rest of the audience.
Seemingly encouraged by Sakai, the young man went on. "Now, take my girlfriend... please!"
"Eeew..." commented Yuri.
"Can't take your right hand." Ryoko responded with a grin and a sign of victory.
((Editor’s OOC note: She went ^_^ v))
Sakai was still laughing. "Hehe. it is funny 'cause it is true..." she muttered, wiping away tears.
The young man continued, unaware of the rising ire of his audience. "I don't know if you guys know this... but I was born at a very EARLY AGE."
Some of the cafe patrons appeared to be gathering vegetables.
The young man was getting a hint that something was amiss, but Sakai seemed to be enjoying herself. She was laughing and crying into Yuri's shoulder. "Um..." said the young man, "So three guys walked into a bar... ouch? OUCH!"
Ryoko sighed, noticing the tomato zip past her shoulder and hit the guy in the shoulder. "I guess he's not that good," she said quietly.
"Uh oh," muttered the young man, dodging an apple that barely missed his head.
"Dude SUCKS!" A rowdy Geshrin shouted from the back, hurling a ball of sushi toward the front.
"Uh dude you should run." Ryoko called to the comedian.
"A three-legged dog walked into a bar," the young man cried out in desperation, using his microphone to parry off the projectiles. "He said, 'I'm looking for the man who shot my paw!'"
Yuri was patting Sakai on the back. Sakai was bent over, gasping for air.
"My hooker's funnier than you!" Another Geshrin yelled, hurling another bit of sushi. He then took a large swig of his sake.
Ryoko laughed at that one.
The young man dodged one more flying cup of hot coffee, and dived under the table that Yuri, Sakai, and Ryoko were sitting at. "So a space pirate walked into a cafe with a steering wheel attached to his crotch..." He whispered. "The waitress asked him, 'Doesn't that hurt?' And he said..."
"And he said," responded Sakai with a smile and dried eyes, "'Aye! it is driving me nuts!'"
Ryoko looked down blinking a bit and grins, kicks the guy lightly. "Hey, stop looking up my skirt you jerk," she said.
"Sorry," responded the young man. He handed Sakai a name card. "Call me," he whispered with a forlorn expression, and then scrambled out from underneath the table. He got hit with a few more rotten vegetables before making it out of the door.
"Well that brightened this place up a little, hope the janitor likes salad..." Said Ryoko.
Yuri sipped her coffee, already methodically erasing what just transpired from her memory.
"Aw, how sweet," said Sakai, looking over the name card. "Too bad I already have a boyfriend. Either of you gals interested?" She offered the card to Ryoko and Yuri.
"Not on your life," said Yuri.
"I'll pass." Ryoko said in response. "Not my type… That's a good point, what is your kind of guy Yuri?"
"This has been... interesting..." observed Yuri. "Huh? Oh. Someone serious, I guess… right side of the law; passionate about what he does; treat me with respect..." Yuri went on. Sakai slipped the name card into one of her pockets. "I'll save it for someone," she assured Yuri and Ryoko.
Ryoko grinned at Sakai. "Hey Sakai-chan, would you happen to have a tablet we can pull out various crew rosters with to see if we can find Yuri a date?"
"Um... Hey! Let's go somewhere else," said Yuri, suddenly chugging down her coffee.
The cafe patrons were leaving while the employees cleaned up the mess of rotten vegetables and spilled coffee cups.
"I get to pick the location this time, Yuri," responded Sakai, then leaned over to Ryoko and whispered in a low voice, "We'd have much better luck getting that done when Yuri's not present. Notice how she's using the cup to hide her blushing."
Ryoko giggled and nodded. "It’s cute isn't it?"
Sakai nodded. "We'll wait for an opportunity and discuss this further, Ryoko-chan. For now, to the clothing store!"
* * *
The clothing store was open late. Nekos' needs for clothing were mostly superficial, and this was reflected in the store's merchandise, which consisted mostly of dressy attires that would not be practical to wear, such as fancy kimonos, fluffy ball gowns, and various things... made of... leather.
"This place isn't that practical..." Ryoko said with a sigh as she looked around the merchandise trying to find something more useful.
"Welcome! My lovely ladies! I am Oybaf! I welcome you to Oybaf's Clothing Emporium!" The booming voice was coming from a muscular ID-SOL. He had long, flowing blonde hair.
The purple-haired Neko jumped and turned around in midair, putting her hand over her rapidly beating heart. "damn it don't scare me like that."
"Oybaf apologizes, my lady!" Responded Oybaf. "I am using my indoor voice!"
"Ahoy! Oybaf!" Hailed Sakai. "I'm looking for a gift for my boyfriend, what do you recommend?"
Meanwhile, Yuri was examining the bondage gear... with the cold interest of a professional.
Ryoko snuck up behind Yuri and tickled her sides playfully with her fingers and snickered. "Yuri's into bondage... HEY SAKAI...."
"it is not what you think, Ryoko," said Yuri with a red face. "I was simply looking at the interrogation equipment."
"Mmmhmmm suuuuure and I was born last night..." Replied Ryoko.
"She's probably getting them for me," responded Sakai with a grin. "Or maybe she's really into torture... I don’t know."
Ryoko just shook her head and brushed a hand through her hair and went to look more around the emporium, looking at the body suits for a moment.
"Hmm! What size is your boyfriend, my lady?" Asked Oybaf. His shirt was barely holding in all the muscle.
Sakai made a gesture with her two hands.
"I mean his BODY size, my lady!"
"NOT IN HIS PANTS SAKAI!" Ryoko burst out laughing, then leaned against the display noticing Yuri pale then blush.
~Even though that was really small...~ Ryoko tacked onto the end of her statement mentally.
Yuri hid her face behind a leather jacket she had picked up.
"Oh," said Sakai. "He's about my height, 5 feet 6 inches."
"Hmm! My son is about that high! Come on out here, Oybaf Junior!" Shouted Oybaf.
The violet-haired Neko panted bending down resting her hands on her knees to recover from the outburst of laughter and giggled a little and went back to looking around.
"Junior's not here," said a voice. Its source was hidden, but sounded to be behind the sales counter.
"damn it! Don't mess with me boy! Get out here! We have customers and I need you to model for them!"
"This kid must be really effeminate..." Ryoko said to Yuri.
A whimper came from behind the counter, but after a while, a teenage Yamataian boy emerged from behind the sales counter. He had long, flowing blond hair, just like his father. He also wore a sales uniform similar to his father's, only smaller sized, but it looked puffy on him by comparison.
"Well, for your information," said Yuri, "that's Sakai's type."
"Pretty boys huh?" She asked. "I prefer guys somewhere in between these two."
Sakai wore a devious grin on her face. Oybaf already had several outfits picked out, and handed one of them to his son. "Go! Put it on! I want you back here in two minutes!"
Oybaf Junior whimpered something about a slave driver, and disappeared into the changing rooms.
"Sakai, NO," said Yuri as she physically restrained Sakai from following him in.
"Aw. I was just playing," giggled Sakai.
"Sure." Ryoko said and hauled her away from the changing room. "Bad Neko."
"He's really a good boy!" Commented Oybaf. "He goes to school here on the station! I let him help me after he finishes his homework!"
"He's lucky to have a caring father like you," said Yuri.
Ryo wasn't so sure about that having heard the slave driver remark and went back to poking around some more, this wasn't usually her type of place but it had some curious items in it.
Soon afterward, Oybaf Junior emerged from the changing room, wearing a sharp-looking dress suit, consisting of a white dress shirt, a blue tie, and black jacket and pants. He scratched his tummy uncomfortably.
Sakai nodded in approval. "An excellent piece. But Liam already has his dress uniform. I'm looking for something more casual."
"She means leather!" Ryoko called from a couple aisles away, laughing the whole time and looked over at Yuri.
"What do you think?" asked Yuri as she handed Ryoko a cat-o-nine-tails. "Specially formulated polymer. It hurts like heck, but doesn't leave any scars for the anti-torture activists to photograph."
"You sure it is not for your own pleasure?" She perked a brow and examined it and grinned evilly at her, that gleam in her eye was a warning...
Meanwhile, Oybaf handed his son another ensemble and made him return to the changing rooms.
"I'm being serious here, Ryoko," said Yuri. She saw the gleam in Ryoko's eyes and picked up a whip.
Ryoko continued to check it out and shook her head. "I don't like it, it doesn't have the length." She said. "I'd prefer a bullwhip."
~Hey Yuri you sure you don't want that ball gag too?~ Ryoko thought to the other Neko privately, teasing her some.
"I'm not into that sort of thing!" Protested Yuri.
"Would you like a demonstration of the bondage gear? My lovely ladies?" Boomed Oybaf helpfully.
"NO!!" Shouted Yuri, her eyes glaring.
Oybaf backed off, very slowly, very carefully.
'Then why are you eyeing the stuff so intensely? You look ready to steal it." Ryoko teased and cracked the cat-o-nine-tails at Yuri’s rear when she turned to face the owner and giggled. "Alright I'll stop." She said, putting the item down. "There’s not that much here I'm that interested in really, I'm looking for something a little less showy, I have plenty of that kind of stuff already…"
((Editor’s OOC note: It’s generally not a good idea to strike a superior officer. Yuri’s being nice and permissive to Ryoko here.))
Oybaf Junior re-emerged from the changing room, wearing a pink shirt and tight leather pants. "I don't think the lady would want her boyfriend wearing this, dad," he said.
"Hmm. Do you have that in white, Mr. Oybaf?" asked Sakai.
"Do I ever!" Shouted Oybaf. His son was sent back into the changing room.
"I have some mail order catalogs that I could lend you," offered Yuri, glad that they moved off the bondage topic.
"Mail order catalogs huh?" Ryoko said. "Sounds good to me"
Oybaf Junior returned wearing a white shirt with puffs on the sleeves, and white leather pants held up with a white leather belt. "I look like a gigolo..." He commented helplessly.
"No you're missing the feather hat." Ryo said as she looked over at the kid.
"I'll take it!" Shouted Sakai, pulling out her cash card. Yuri was already ushering Ryoko out the door.
"Awww that was fun...." Ryoko said as she was pushed out.
* * *
The night was concluded with a late night snack at the food court. Yuri chewed thoughtfully on a burger while she stared out a porthole into space.
Seeing that Yuri was preoccupied, Sakai quietly dragged Ryoko aside. "So..." said Sakai as she stuffed a few fries into her mouth, "Let's find a date for Yuri..."
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JP by:
Yangfan (Yuri, Sakai, various other NPCs)
Tyler (Ryoko)
Jake (various cafe patrons)
Silly jokes courtesy of BoardGameGeek.com.
Any resemblance of any NPC in this JP to one Mr. Fabio is purely coincidental.
