The Coffee House.

[Chibi MitchellTF]

She gets him his coffee, and explains. "I'm a genetically engineered bioweapon, fast-grown in a test tube. I was recovered by the government and only recently released from psychological care, and such. I'm learning what life is like outside of a padded cell. And getting a job too."

[SweetSophia]

Michiko sits, amazed and confused about the entire situation he's hearing, but trusting that he knows as much as he needs to about the entire situation.

"That's quite some story miss. I would've never pegged you as three years old."

Chiko then stopped to conteplate whether a three year old could legally be employed, but figured it was ok when there were extenuating circumstances.

[Chibi MitchellTF]

"Yeah, my mind is developed to match my physical age, theoretically. However, I am a bit naive, but I'm working on that!" She ponders for a minute. "For instance, I have learned that cars hurt, and stepping too close to the vampire is a bad idea..."

[Mitera Nikkou]

Mizaki Tetsuo, an otaku, didn't like what was happening one bit. His mother had grown tired of him spending all of his time in his room, watching anime and playing games, eating little and interacting with no one at school. He tried to stop his mother from pushing him toward the coffee shop, but his lack of physical activity and nourishment left him too weak to do anything. Before he reached the door, she said: "Now, here's a public place with only a few people inside. This should be a good start."

Grabbing his arm, making sure that he didn't get away, his mother opened the door before using her superior strength to push him into the shop.

"I'll come back to gt you when I think you've been here long enough. I'll be sitting on that bench over there, so don't try and leave or I'll catch you and I promise that your punishment will be severe... Such as consfiscating all of your anime, comics, games and all of those other various things for the rest of the day."

He was stunned, his eyes wide, as his mother left him there and went to a nearby bench to watch the front door of the coffee shop. Not a whole day! He didn't know how he could survive! He felt like crying, but he drew back his tears and collected himself. All that he had to do was stay in the coffee shop until his mother came to get him... And then he could return to his room! He promised that he would make up for the lost time by rewatching and rereading several of his favorite series at the same time, once he returned to his room. Until then...

He quietly inched his way to the side until he was away from the front of the door and, there he decided to stand, in all of his unkempt and pale glory. He kept his head down, not even wanting to register that others existed nearby. Someone might mistaken him for a mannequin of a zombie, but it had never crossed his mind. The only thoughts that he had, were the ones where he was trying to decide what to watch and read when he got back into his room.

[Chibi MitchellTF]

Neko, having seen that the customers are entertained and fed, decided to go take a rest for a second. As she walked, she noticed a manequin in the door, and cocked her head to the side, while her ears twitched. She shrugged, picked the 'manequin' up, and plopped it in the windowsill. Then she posed Mizaki as if he was waving, and headed off to the back to get some cardboard and a sharpie.

[Teddy]

"Hey, Neko! Where'd ya get that mannequin? I mean, I didn't see any place to store one. Could it be, y'know, a person? I think he's breathing a bit."

[Mitera Nikkou]

Tetsuo found himself very confused. One moment, he had been entertaining thoughts of watching a particular anime, when he suddenly found himself standing somewhere else, in a different pose and all. Being that he was now facing the window, he realized that he was displaying himself to the public. The public, of all things! And, yet, he blinked, wondering if he should bother moving: for the best hiding place was in plain sight, was it not?

However, as he mulled over his choices, his weak body was quick to cramp up from being in one position for too long, and he ended up collapsing onto his back, temporarily stuck in the pose that he had found himself in. He looked up at the ceiling, wondering if he should escape reality again.

[Mistress Guendolen]

The bell over the door jingled softly as it opened yet again. The coffee shop was busy this day.... In walked a young lady in her late teens. Blonde hair curled softly about her shoulders, and shining blue eyes took in the world around her, bright and engaged in everything. She was dressed in stark black and white, a skirt, blouse, and shoulder capelet done in an elaborate, ruffled "Gothic Lolita" style, the cape and side of the skirt embossed with prominent and detailed crosses. A silver brooch winks at the closure of the cape, and black lace fingerless mitts cover her hands. Black boots with thick, chunky dark gray soles and white accents covered her legs up to the knee. She approached the counter, setting a large black handbag down on it with an audible "thunk." Smiling widely at those behind the counter, she said, "Hello there! Isn't it a beautiful day? Do you by any chance have any varieties of tea here other than the unusual one of 'catnip' listed on the menu there?... And if not, I'll have a mocha latte with whipped cream. Oh, and I do believe you have a zombie in here." She indicates the figure by the door. "If he's bothering you, I could always take care of it for you...."

OOC: Here's a more detailed image of the outfit I was trying to describe, and the character as a whole.
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/ ... /elise.jpg

[Chibi MitchellTF]

Neko looks at the figure of Tetsuo. "Um, sorry. I thought that you were a dummy. You might still be, but you aren't wooden at the least. I'll be back in a sec, I gotta get a mocha latte for another customer, but when I get back, do you want some coffee, or asprin?"

She gets a mocha latte with whipped ream, and smiles at the Gothic Lolita. "Sorry for it taking a sec. I don't think we really serve tea, but we could probably get some later, if there's a market for it."

She smiles. "I'll talk later, but I need to check on the not-a-manequin. I don't think he's a zombie, if he was breathing..."

Neko heads off, while Bob rustles around in the back, and pulls out a few packets of tea. He puts them down in front of the Gothic Lolita, and looks at her curiously. It's not a big selection, and includes a few herbal teas, and some green tea, amongst other choices.

[Mitera Nikkou]

That "not-a-mannequin" wondered if he really were a mannequin for a moment, seeing as that would explain why they were talking about him as if he weren't there. However, when Neko came into view whilst he continued to stare up at the ceiling, he blinked... Then blinked again. His brain seemed to freeze, capturing the moment. If Neko were to take but a glance, she'd notice that his eyes were now focused on her and followed her whenever her position was in peripheral view. Normally, that might be considered disturbing, but he wasn't exactly registering his current operations. Not that he had much social tact, anyway...

[Mistress Guendolen]

**sips the mocha latte** Hmmm... this is indeed tasty. Thank you. And thank you for checking the stock of tea. That's very good of you. **studies the selection** Hmm, right now I think the peppermint would work.... But not with a chocolate coffee! I think I might have some tea in a bit, if you don't mind? **bright smile** Oh, and I'm sorry about making the mistake about your mannequin over there. Well, I guess he might not be one after all. He looks like he's watching you, though I suppose that might be the result of a particularly lifelike figure.... **wanders over and gives it a poke** Hello? Are you alive in there? *pokes again**

[Chibi MitchellTF]

Neko stops her. "Um...we might not want to poke him. He is at least watching us. Hi. My. Name. Is. Ne-Ko. What. Is. Your. Name."

[Mitera Nikkou]

Tetsuo failed to notice the poking and verbal addressing, but (after a moment) he did realize that Neko's lips were moving. His face (somehow) became even more pale than its normal complexion, his eyes opening wide in mortification. He was at a loss as to what to do! There he was, in an embarrassing position, and before him was a catgirl! He was afraid that anything that he could say or do would cause disaster! The tension got so bad that (as he held his breath) a faint squealing sound could be heard emitting from his throat, his body stiffer than ever.

[Teddy]

"Mmm... He's slowly dying. I think." Gennosuke, having finished his second coffee stood up and nodded towards the Lolita. "Hello there. I'm Gennosuke, who are you?"

[Chibi MitchellTF]

"He might not understand English...Habla Espanol?"