[GP/EP] We are programmed to receive

[st_alksthroughwalls]

Fifteen days into this particular strange trip, Kitty had redistributed alcohol supplies between the cafe, restaurant, and night club to make it possible to easily tend bar wherever people decided to gather. Today, as most days, she settled into the lobby cafe after chivvying the cook into chicken tenders and french fries (after convincing him it was a single plate meal). It was the closest she could get to "bar food" from him and someone would probably arrive sooner rather than later to make something else.

A few people trickled in after awhile, but none of them demanding. Like her, they drank coffee from the samovar she'd put out. And also like her, most of them had something else to keep them occupied. At the moment, Kitty had a notebook open (from the gift shop; she kept her school notebooks separate in case she made it home during the term) and was sketching plans to upgrade the hotel's computer technology. She needed more raw computing power to work out the energy requirements to do what Illyana did with a thought.

She lifted her head periodically to check for new customers, and had just seated herself at the end of the bar after refilling the samovar when the first new new customer arrived. Immediately, she flipped to a fresh page in the notebook and headed it "Day 15" and made a hash mark for one new arrival. Then she looked up from her notebook and offered one and all her best bartending smile.

Comments

Re: Yasmeen - Angua, OT3

[st_reetwolf]

"Don't worry, I haven't eaten human for... ten years or so, I think. I'm a vegetarian." In human shape she was, anyway. It was too close to impossible to regulate herself in wolf shape, so she was just glad she could keep to typical food-animals. "I'd prefer to stay as low key as possible, though I think that's probably not going to be very low key at all, you know?"

Re: Yasmeen - Angua, OT3

[captaincorsair]

No, she didn't know, but only because she wasn't entirely familiar with the phrase, and specifically what it might mean in this context. This time, she did shrug, a lazy roll of strong, slender shoulders. "If you're concerned about them turning on you, you needn't be. I have a history with one of your kind, and I have no intention of letting them hunt you."