RP log ~ Pahn
In which Mamie finally gets around to giving Pahn his personalized spatula as a Christmas gift, Mitsuba's "fighting mistletoe" is discussed, and Mamie receives a hug. Oh my.
Pahn: *Nervously enters the cafe after hearing the amounts of landmines put into the surrounding area.* She's crazy. Someone should take her alcohol away. *he murmured to himself.*
Mamie: *rumaging through the cupboard and closes the door halfway, hearing Pahn's mumbling* Hey! ...You okay?
Pahn: *Lets out a sigh of relief knowing he was finally safe.* Christmas madness I suppose, everything is fine now though.
Mamie: *shrugs* It's been hectic all month--it took several people to find me a decent "holiday" log for the fire, and that weird girl who's been hanging around Mister Eugene beat up one of my customers the other day without warning. >_>
LAC768: (Oh, and "that weird girl" is Mitsuba. >_>;; )
Pahn: Heh. *He lets out a small smirk* Looks like you've seen more excitement than me as of late. I'm jealous.
Sonic Nightmare: (was that in an rp?)
LAC768: (Naw--Mitsuba has this thing going where she's been hanging "fighting" mistletoe--anyone who stands under it has to spar. XD I'm merely elaborating.)
Mamie: Th'fight was amusin', but other than that, not much has happened. -_-
Pahn: Ah. I think I'll try that sometime. No one has sparred with me for a while.
Mamie: *casts the "fighting mistletoe" over the doorway a glance* I'm no fighter--you'll be standin' there for a while before you get your fight. *grin*
Pahn: *scratches the back of his head, a little embarrassed.* Oh yeah... I guess I'll try it later then. *grins*
Mamie: They prolly hung a sprig over th'dojo door--I wouldn't be surprised; it seems t'be everywhere. -_-;
Pahn: There was one up at the dojo, but Joker made me take it down. He said it was too frilly.
Mamie: *smirks and ducks back into the cupboard* Hey--thanks for th'boar, by the way. Mister Nash hasn't been around to pay him back, but I can give you some cash if y'd like.
Pahn: Nah. Don't even worry about it. There is only one thing I'd spend the money on anyways. Just the fact that my boar was bigger than Nash's was enough satisfaction for me.
Mamie: Oh? *tosses out an expired jar of mayo* I told 'im it'd be nuthin' compared to yours, but he didn't listen.
Pahn: Ah. Such is the life of a bachelor I suppose XD;
Mamie: Who, him? Or you? I thought he was married.
Pahn: *smiles widely* I don't know anymore.
Mamie: *baffled stare, then resumes cleaning the cabinet* Eh, if Mister Nash is married, he's certainly not one for fidelity, that's for sure.
Pahn: They are still married? Weird... Very weird.
Mamie: *shrugs* I dunno if they ever got a divorce, but I say it's high time. ....*smacks the top of her head against the cupboard shelf* x_O
Pahn: O_O;; *runs over to Mamie to check her head* Are you okay Mamie?
Mamie: Yeah, yeah, *ducks away from Pahn* No problem--I do that all the time. -_-
Pahn: Ahh *A bit disappointed that she ducked away. He tried not to show it.* Wouldn't want to see you get hurt ya know?
Mamie: I'm tough, I'll be fine. *puts her hat back on, then pauses in thought* Hey now, I almost forgot--*returns to the cupboard and pulls out a poorly-wrapped package* Happy holidays, eh?
Pahn: o__O *is completely caught off guard* For me?
Mamie: Pfft; o'course. You're my best customer, so why not? Besides, I got Mister Watari an' Lady Taki a gift. I was in a good mood.
Pahn: Wow. Sweet!.. I mean thank you! *accepts the gift* Could I open it now?
Mamie: *grin* You'd better.
Pahn: *opens the gift. He is very careful while doing it.* What is it?
Mamie: I carved your name onto a spatula. Eh...I know you dun' cook often, but it took a long time t'get the letters right.
Pahn: *takes a closer look at the spatula indeed seeing his name on it. He didn't know when he would use it besides the occasional cheese sandwhich, but it was a sincere gift and that was all that really mattered to him* Thanks Mamie! *He tried swatting the air with it to great success* :3
Mamie: Heheh, you're welcome. *scratches the back of her head sheepishly*
Pahn: I'll take good care of it I promise! *He wasn't used to being swelled up with so much energy. Unlike Ronnie Bell, he fought off expressing it* Could I give you a hug at least in return? *This time however it hurt him more to deny such expression*
Mamie: Ah--*looks away awkwardly for a moment in thought, her face an odd color*--that's the second time you've asked, isn't it?
Pahn: Maybe. *he does recall seeing her face turn that color before* Your guess better than mine.
Mamie: Tch. Ah, sure. It's th'holidays, so why not? ....But dun' expect 'em often. I'm not a hugging sorta person. >///>
Pahn: *Nods* Okay. *gave Mamie a hug. He couldn't recall the last time he had done something close to that.*
Mamie: *allows herself to be hugged, her hat barely touching the bottom of his nose* u/////u
Pahn: *Mamie's hat started to make his nose itch so he let go and dropped to the floor sneezing.*
Mamie: o_O *regains composure and hands him a tissue after a second of searching for one nearby* I must've forgotten t'dust th'flour off my hat. Sorry. -_-;;
Pahn: *takes the tissue and blows his nose away from her.* Don't worry about it. Stuff happens. *he sneezed one more time. He hopped that spell was over.*
Mamie: Right....*coughs* ....Well.....yeah, I'm glad you like your Christmas gift.
Pahn: *gets up finally relieved* Thank you again Mamie. *bows*
Mamie: Y'welcome. Hey, an' listen--as soon as I've got th'food for the feast pulled together, I'll let you know, okay?
Pahn: Alright... I get to be first in line right?
Mamie: Heh, o'course. *gives him a wave*
Pahn: *waves with a smile on his face* Later.
Pahn: *Nervously enters the cafe after hearing the amounts of landmines put into the surrounding area.* She's crazy. Someone should take her alcohol away. *he murmured to himself.*
Mamie: *rumaging through the cupboard and closes the door halfway, hearing Pahn's mumbling* Hey! ...You okay?
Pahn: *Lets out a sigh of relief knowing he was finally safe.* Christmas madness I suppose, everything is fine now though.
Mamie: *shrugs* It's been hectic all month--it took several people to find me a decent "holiday" log for the fire, and that weird girl who's been hanging around Mister Eugene beat up one of my customers the other day without warning. >_>
LAC768: (Oh, and "that weird girl" is Mitsuba. >_>;; )
Pahn: Heh. *He lets out a small smirk* Looks like you've seen more excitement than me as of late. I'm jealous.
Sonic Nightmare: (was that in an rp?)
LAC768: (Naw--Mitsuba has this thing going where she's been hanging "fighting" mistletoe--anyone who stands under it has to spar. XD I'm merely elaborating.)
Mamie: Th'fight was amusin', but other than that, not much has happened. -_-
Pahn: Ah. I think I'll try that sometime. No one has sparred with me for a while.
Mamie: *casts the "fighting mistletoe" over the doorway a glance* I'm no fighter--you'll be standin' there for a while before you get your fight. *grin*
Pahn: *scratches the back of his head, a little embarrassed.* Oh yeah... I guess I'll try it later then. *grins*
Mamie: They prolly hung a sprig over th'dojo door--I wouldn't be surprised; it seems t'be everywhere. -_-;
Pahn: There was one up at the dojo, but Joker made me take it down. He said it was too frilly.
Mamie: *smirks and ducks back into the cupboard* Hey--thanks for th'boar, by the way. Mister Nash hasn't been around to pay him back, but I can give you some cash if y'd like.
Pahn: Nah. Don't even worry about it. There is only one thing I'd spend the money on anyways. Just the fact that my boar was bigger than Nash's was enough satisfaction for me.
Mamie: Oh? *tosses out an expired jar of mayo* I told 'im it'd be nuthin' compared to yours, but he didn't listen.
Pahn: Ah. Such is the life of a bachelor I suppose XD;
Mamie: Who, him? Or you? I thought he was married.
Pahn: *smiles widely* I don't know anymore.
Mamie: *baffled stare, then resumes cleaning the cabinet* Eh, if Mister Nash is married, he's certainly not one for fidelity, that's for sure.
Pahn: They are still married? Weird... Very weird.
Mamie: *shrugs* I dunno if they ever got a divorce, but I say it's high time. ....*smacks the top of her head against the cupboard shelf* x_O
Pahn: O_O;; *runs over to Mamie to check her head* Are you okay Mamie?
Mamie: Yeah, yeah, *ducks away from Pahn* No problem--I do that all the time. -_-
Pahn: Ahh *A bit disappointed that she ducked away. He tried not to show it.* Wouldn't want to see you get hurt ya know?
Mamie: I'm tough, I'll be fine. *puts her hat back on, then pauses in thought* Hey now, I almost forgot--*returns to the cupboard and pulls out a poorly-wrapped package* Happy holidays, eh?
Pahn: o__O *is completely caught off guard* For me?
Mamie: Pfft; o'course. You're my best customer, so why not? Besides, I got Mister Watari an' Lady Taki a gift. I was in a good mood.
Pahn: Wow. Sweet!.. I mean thank you! *accepts the gift* Could I open it now?
Mamie: *grin* You'd better.
Pahn: *opens the gift. He is very careful while doing it.* What is it?
Mamie: I carved your name onto a spatula. Eh...I know you dun' cook often, but it took a long time t'get the letters right.
Pahn: *takes a closer look at the spatula indeed seeing his name on it. He didn't know when he would use it besides the occasional cheese sandwhich, but it was a sincere gift and that was all that really mattered to him* Thanks Mamie! *He tried swatting the air with it to great success* :3
Mamie: Heheh, you're welcome. *scratches the back of her head sheepishly*
Pahn: I'll take good care of it I promise! *He wasn't used to being swelled up with so much energy. Unlike Ronnie Bell, he fought off expressing it* Could I give you a hug at least in return? *This time however it hurt him more to deny such expression*
Mamie: Ah--*looks away awkwardly for a moment in thought, her face an odd color*--that's the second time you've asked, isn't it?
Pahn: Maybe. *he does recall seeing her face turn that color before* Your guess better than mine.
Mamie: Tch. Ah, sure. It's th'holidays, so why not? ....But dun' expect 'em often. I'm not a hugging sorta person. >///>
Pahn: *Nods* Okay. *gave Mamie a hug. He couldn't recall the last time he had done something close to that.*
Mamie: *allows herself to be hugged, her hat barely touching the bottom of his nose* u/////u
Pahn: *Mamie's hat started to make his nose itch so he let go and dropped to the floor sneezing.*
Mamie: o_O *regains composure and hands him a tissue after a second of searching for one nearby* I must've forgotten t'dust th'flour off my hat. Sorry. -_-;;
Pahn: *takes the tissue and blows his nose away from her.* Don't worry about it. Stuff happens. *he sneezed one more time. He hopped that spell was over.*
Mamie: Right....*coughs* ....Well.....yeah, I'm glad you like your Christmas gift.
Pahn: *gets up finally relieved* Thank you again Mamie. *bows*
Mamie: Y'welcome. Hey, an' listen--as soon as I've got th'food for the feast pulled together, I'll let you know, okay?
Pahn: Alright... I get to be first in line right?
Mamie: Heh, o'course. *gives him a wave*
Pahn: *waves with a smile on his face* Later.