rashness | XIX

[So Sanji went home over a week ago. Honestly, Seventh Heaven’s been struggling to stay open since and he been conspicuously closed in the mornings where it hadn’t been before since then that time. You see, while there is a part time chef (Spock) and four members of the serving staff left, there is only one full time chef and at least one of the serving staff members isn’t coming in.

Oh, and there’s also a robot. Specifically mecha Sanji. It’s been picking up the cooking slack some, but for all of its frankly impressive robotics, it still can’t really think for itself or do much more than copy stuff it’s already seen prepared. ...Well and shoot lasers, but you know, robot. That is, until Pascal came in sometime yesterday and gave him some programming to "help" out at the place.

Or rather, to get more help. Which is way, sometime in the the afternoon today the robot steals Rin’s journal when the boy isn’t paying attention to make the following voice entry-]

[Voice / Action]
[This post begins with a hideous mechanical thing coming onto the picture, and beginning in a mechanical voice-]

My name is Sanji. We need more shitty workers at Seventh Heaven. Would you like to-

[And then there’s a sound of surprise as Rin comes into the room and exclaims-]

What the hell’re you-! [WAIT ISN’T THAT HIS JOURNAL HAS THE ROBOT GONE ROGUE? Pascal warned him about this!!]

Hello Rin. I am recruiting more shitty workers.

Who programmed you to-- no, dumb question. Just stop it already!

But we need more-

Hydrozz-- aalo nii-san! No, Hydra- Oh come on! [And at this point Rin gives up and goes to tackle the robot, because he turned his face back to the journal to continue his speil. And he seems to struggle with the robot for a bit, including an explosion before a shout of of-] Tell me you damn shut down phrase already!

Hydroxylammonium nitrate-- [And then a buzzing sound before, upon hearing the word, the robot shuts down. Rin sighs in relief and goes to pick up the book himself-]

S...sorry ‘bout that, everyone. [A beat] ...But the thing kinda has a point. We’re short handed, and while we don’t have a new boss or nothing, or even a head chef, if anyone’s willing to help us out however you think you can, could you stop by Seventh Heaven? I’m Rin, by the way, so I guess me and whoever else is here’ll be talkin’ to you.

[Because he wouldn’t want to pull a fast one on Miyabi or the others or anything. He’s really got no authority to do this in the first place...

And for the action portion, true to his word, Rin will be at Seventh Heaven all day. For once, he isn’t in the back cooking, so you might not be able to get a meal, but that’s because he’s manning the fort for anyone who might willing to help out here. This post was made in response to this OOC post]

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Ossu! You're that Aleos guy, right?

Right, and you're Rin? A pleasure to meet you.

That's right. 'M right, and it's nice to meet you too.

[Yeah]

[Yeah.]

You said you were looking for someone for mornings? Like I said I don't go to the school here, so I can start right away if you'd like.

Well, I guess I was talking out loud here uh... I'm not a morning person, at all. And even then, I've got some trainin' I've been doing in mornings. So someone who can cover those would be great.

I really wouldn't mind doing that. [Good thing he was both a morning person and he could cook.] And I need something to do while I'm stuck here anyway.

... But would I be the only one working?

Oh, no! We've got other servers and a dishwasher, so far. I think we might get more chefs? [HE hopes... they will...]

That's good to hear, I don't know how well I would manage serving tables, too. [Poor social skills, he has them in abundance.

... Please say he's not going to be the only chef for a while.]

Yeah, that'd be too much to ask of anyone, really...

Unless someone happens to be a superhuman and insists on it. [But then Rin wouldn't be asking for help, would he?]

What about the menus? How much free reign am I going to have?

Plenty, as long as it's good. The way we've worked here if we have this one set menu, but then people can just order whatever they want, and we'll make it as best we can, even if we need to look it up or ask for a recipe or something. It's a way to make people feel at home, you know.

[Oh he should have brought one of the old standard menus, shouldn't he. There's probably one behind the main counter. He edges over towards it]

I suppose I understand that. [He just wants to know how much he should try practicing in the event there was something on the menu he didn't know.

He takes cooking very seriously.]

But don't stress it too much. Most people here are pretty nice. [And there, edge some more - some more... and there, he got the last menu - and hands it over to him]

I'll... take your word for it. [Telling Aleos not to stress, that's like asking him to stop breathing so he can die a slow and agonizing death.

At least the menu was simple enough.]

Now, uh, what are you good at making? Like, what're you confident in?

[He shifts. He doesn't want to badger the guy, but it feels right to give him the same test Sanji gave him]

Usually dinners, but I can make plenty of breakfasts and lunch, and some baking, too. I was the only one who could cook in the household back home.

[Go ahead and ask all the questions, Rin. He doesn't mind.]

No like, the one dish you thin you got down. I'm gonna have you make something for me now so I can see how you do.

Oh. [He could have been a bit more specific.] Something like chicken salad, then.

But if there's something you want me to make, I'll do my best.

No way! This one's supposed to be a test of whatever you think you're good at. [And at this he waves, motioning for Aleos to follow him back into the kitchen so that Aleos can wash up, get supplies, and get cracking.]

[Rin, you're kind of confusing him... But he shrugs and follows after him without complaint, ready and willing for whatever it was he had to prove.]

See! Here's the kitchen!

[With his arms spread wide once they're in there! Stoves! Pans! Ingredients! A disabled robot!]

[You know, maybe he can just make the excuse to come in and cook during all shifts, because this is a really sweet—]

What's with the robot? [It's eyebrows are funny...]

That's the thing that was on the journal earlier. It cooks too.

[Totally normal.]

Oh. ... Nice to meet it? [Was that the right way to go about it?]

Sounds really helpful.

It is helpful, when it's not causing problems! [And he taps it lightly with his foot. Problematic. thing.] you can meet it properly when it's up and going again- Anyway! How about you get your supplies in order?

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