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the voidtrecker cafe is now open? ☕ a november catch-all!
Who: Roland Crane x OTA!
Where: Various places, specifically/primarily: the Kitchen and the Gym.
When: Spanning most of early Imagination, from Imagination 1-12 (pre-mission weeks).
What: Join the train's resident president as he explores various degrees of hobby-making, training, and whatever else comes between work and sleep.
Warnings: Self-indulgent Barista!Roland as the primary prompt. No apologies given!!!
01 - good to the last drop?
It's your sense of smell that's engaged first. Walk upstairs unto the second floor of the Kitchen, and it's impossible to miss. Its wafting aroma may even reach below the floor, enticing you to come up out of curiosity. For those who come from Earth in particular, it's a smell that feels fond and nostalgic, invoking busy work days and people-watching by busy tables.
Almost true to the designated name of the month, there is an invitation to be swept away by the roast of coffee beans stirring the imagination. The air around here is unbelievably fragrant, almost sweet. And the amateur roast master for as long as supplies last is a dutiful figure - Roland Crane, in a simple polo shirt and an apron tied to his waist, standing behind the steel counter with an open crate of supplies from his recent purchase at the store. The communal coffee maker is there too, but his spread is more meticulous this time around. Two bags of coffee beans labeled 'hazelnut creme' and 'dark arabica' to one side, with batches already ground up. The portable grinder is small, but it matches the moka pot for espresso. Hot water already reaching the boil, with bottles lined up like they're ready for service: a couple of syrup selections, bottles of milk, cream, sugar, then finally the hero of the month: honey in various containers.
He's reading a book from the counter, head tilted down, but don't let that stop you from approaching. He's got something brewing, in more ways than one. In fact, as soon as he notices you, he'll offer a small smile, abandoning the task of reading altogether as he goes for his tools. Cups and mugs within reach, but he'll pretend to write something on them with his pen. An inside joke that may or may not connect, but he commits to the immersion anyway:
"Hey, welcome back. Don't worry, I remember you. And what you ordered last time. Heh."
Kick back. Relax. Have a cuppa of honey and coffee and let Roland the barista hear your tales of woe. Or joy? Whatever you're willing to share. He'll listen. He's got the experience, trust him.
(The tip jar to the very end of his work station is absolutely fake.)
02 - a moving target.
[ At the Gym, some time before mission information goes up and Roland heads straight into his usual business mode, you will find him with his pistol. But for those who have seen him in action already, there's something decidedly different this time around. The gun in his hand, although already more futuristic and magical in its design, is looking more spruced up. An extra barrel that makes it bulky, and the muzzle shaped odd. There's something there that was not there before.
And the only time you will see this for yourself is when he takes a deep breath...and aims at the makeshift targets from a distance. They're staggered, purposely left in random formations. When Roland shoots, his left hand holding the trigger, the usual sound of a gun firing filling the car...Until it stops and suddenly a grappling hook comes out instead. A weird combination, but it fires just as fast as the bullets and there's a struggle to reach the farthest dummy.
Unfortunately, it doesn't quite catch. And so Roland retracts it back, the fiber cable making a sharp whizzing sound as it returns to the gun. ]
[ He sighs. ] This is going to take some getting used to before I even think about making new moves.
[ Approach him here, for training, and he'll be a happy partner. ] Say, got something small I can use to try and grab with my new toy, here? I promise I won't break it. [ Roland nods, jokingly but also, how could he lie to you with such an earnest face? ]
03 - Wildcard!
[ For anything else you may want to do! Am on Discord < Titallenial#7701 > for plotting ideas. Am always open, and will follow your lead! ]
Where: Various places, specifically/primarily: the Kitchen and the Gym.
When: Spanning most of early Imagination, from Imagination 1-12 (pre-mission weeks).
What: Join the train's resident president as he explores various degrees of hobby-making, training, and whatever else comes between work and sleep.
Warnings: Self-indulgent Barista!Roland as the primary prompt. No apologies given!!!
01 - good to the last drop?
It's your sense of smell that's engaged first. Walk upstairs unto the second floor of the Kitchen, and it's impossible to miss. Its wafting aroma may even reach below the floor, enticing you to come up out of curiosity. For those who come from Earth in particular, it's a smell that feels fond and nostalgic, invoking busy work days and people-watching by busy tables.
Almost true to the designated name of the month, there is an invitation to be swept away by the roast of coffee beans stirring the imagination. The air around here is unbelievably fragrant, almost sweet. And the amateur roast master for as long as supplies last is a dutiful figure - Roland Crane, in a simple polo shirt and an apron tied to his waist, standing behind the steel counter with an open crate of supplies from his recent purchase at the store. The communal coffee maker is there too, but his spread is more meticulous this time around. Two bags of coffee beans labeled 'hazelnut creme' and 'dark arabica' to one side, with batches already ground up. The portable grinder is small, but it matches the moka pot for espresso. Hot water already reaching the boil, with bottles lined up like they're ready for service: a couple of syrup selections, bottles of milk, cream, sugar, then finally the hero of the month: honey in various containers.
He's reading a book from the counter, head tilted down, but don't let that stop you from approaching. He's got something brewing, in more ways than one. In fact, as soon as he notices you, he'll offer a small smile, abandoning the task of reading altogether as he goes for his tools. Cups and mugs within reach, but he'll pretend to write something on them with his pen. An inside joke that may or may not connect, but he commits to the immersion anyway:
"Hey, welcome back. Don't worry, I remember you. And what you ordered last time. Heh."
Kick back. Relax. Have a cuppa of honey and coffee and let Roland the barista hear your tales of woe. Or joy? Whatever you're willing to share. He'll listen. He's got the experience, trust him.
(The tip jar to the very end of his work station is absolutely fake.)
02 - a moving target.
[ At the Gym, some time before mission information goes up and Roland heads straight into his usual business mode, you will find him with his pistol. But for those who have seen him in action already, there's something decidedly different this time around. The gun in his hand, although already more futuristic and magical in its design, is looking more spruced up. An extra barrel that makes it bulky, and the muzzle shaped odd. There's something there that was not there before.
And the only time you will see this for yourself is when he takes a deep breath...and aims at the makeshift targets from a distance. They're staggered, purposely left in random formations. When Roland shoots, his left hand holding the trigger, the usual sound of a gun firing filling the car...Until it stops and suddenly a grappling hook comes out instead. A weird combination, but it fires just as fast as the bullets and there's a struggle to reach the farthest dummy.
Unfortunately, it doesn't quite catch. And so Roland retracts it back, the fiber cable making a sharp whizzing sound as it returns to the gun. ]
[ He sighs. ] This is going to take some getting used to before I even think about making new moves.
[ Approach him here, for training, and he'll be a happy partner. ] Say, got something small I can use to try and grab with my new toy, here? I promise I won't break it. [ Roland nods, jokingly but also, how could he lie to you with such an earnest face? ]
03 - Wildcard!
[ For anything else you may want to do! Am on Discord < Titallenial#7701 > for plotting ideas. Am always open, and will follow your lead! ]
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He happily skipped around to the other side of the counter with a huge grin, looking more closely at the set up Roland has created.
It really was cool! "I can teach you, mister Roland! Though it looks like you know lots and lots already!"
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Roland walks back down to the first floor of the Kitchen car and in a few moments, jogs up the steps and holds in his hands as he approaches, two animal printed aprons, courtesy of their dear Spider Seamstress. He smiles.
"Can't work without our uniforms. Which one?"
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"Those are so fun! I like the dog one!" They were very cute aprons!
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"I've been using this as the base of my experiment. Do you wanna try it?" It looked like it had a lot of milk and honey in it, elaborate as its served in a porcelain cup from the sketch on the picture. "Then maybe you could experiment with me, teach me a couple of ways you'd serve this in another way?"
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He looked at the recipe, looking at the picture and the ingredients as well as what Roland had written in the side.
"Yes please! I'd like to try it and then we can find ways to make it even more tasty!"
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"Let me get to making you one, then. Hope you like it. I had this often back home." Roland starts the process, first with the ground up beans he had prepped in advance, then heating up the water and milk. He glances at Romeo with a small smile. "So, where'd you learn how to make coffee eight different ways?"
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"In the heavens. There was another shinki who I met called Jakob and he had lots of big opinions about what shinki should know and making coffee was one of those!" He grinned, "He was a very strict teacher but I learned a lot, about making food as well as coffee."
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If there was any line that could stop Roland in his tracks, that would be it. Whatever he's doing now - a simple task of transferring fragrant ground beans to the moka pot - pauses for a slight. Alfredo, who introduced himself to Roland as Romeo's friend, was already dead back home. Did that mean Romeo too...was...?
"Sorry, I'm a little slow today Romeo." Roland says lightly, his expression steady with a smile that could only be described as encouraging. "What's a shinki? And what do you mean...in the heavens?"
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"A shinki is a dead spirit who is a weapon for a god. So I died and then I went to the heavens and worked for Elfnein but then after lots of months we came here instead. I came here first but then Elfnein came too so that was good! But the heavens was where we lived before, Elfnein had a temple and it was a library and full of lots and lots of books! The heavens is where all the gods and their shinki live!"
He thought that summed it all up.
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So, he didn't hear that incorrectly after all.
Alfredo had died in his own world, and it seems Romeo was not so lucky either. Roland is not made of stone. This is precisely the type of thing his heart beats for, in shared sympathy, or sorrow that comes in spades. The feeling washes over him, naturally. It's not something he'll ever show immediately, not out loud either, but he feels it regardless. Romeo was so young, all of them still kids.
Yet, what can he do? What's done is done. From what Romeo tells him, he too, has been granted chances of second, third lives. No, this was not deserving of any pity or sadness; Romeo was here now, no matter what that meant. Making the most out of what has been granted him. Roland respects that greatly. Elfnein as well, though they only just met. Roland had no idea he was speaking to a god. And served her coffee, too. What a collection of characters he has met on the Voidtrecker...
He doesn't want his further silence to bother Romeo, so Roland offers him a smile and masks that revelation with warmth instead. "You...You've had an adventure and a half, Romeo. I never knew." That much at least, was genuine. He further diffuses things by giving him a spatula to stir, and showing him the jars of honey, amber colored and in varying consistencies.
"Let's make a cup of coffee Jakob will be happy with, yeah? And Elfnein too."
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He nodded, "It has been a big adventure! I've made lots and lots of friends!" And that was the best kind of adventure, in his eyes.
He took the spatula and looked at the different honey. "Yes! We will make the best coffee there has ever been on the train! Which honey do you think is best?"
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Still too many children on this train, too many for it to make sense -
"That's quite a declaration there. I hope we can live up to it." Roland smiles, offering him a lineup of honey in different shades of deep amber. Some runny, some thick and syrupy. "Wanna taste every single one to try first? The recipe calls for a thinner kind, but if we're making the best coffee that's ever been on the train, then we've got to think outside the box."
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Because then they would know exactly what would be the best for the coffee! And if they got just the right honey then they would make the best coffee! It was a big declaration, but he was very sure that with teamwork they were sure to succeed!
"Have you tried any of them already?"
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"I can't imagine how to tell if one honey tastes better than the other."
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"I don't know either, I can't think of how honey would taste different..."
But he is always open to trying new things!
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Then, he places two teaspoons next to each choice for their use. "Heh. I hope we don't get sugar rush. But I'm ready for a burst of energy." Roland gestures a hand to the first jar, allowing Romeo first dibs.
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"Um I think we should try the normal honey first, so we can compare the rest properly!"
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"In my world, we used to eat honey with toast." He doesn't know why he offers this, but it felt right to do so. Whether it's out of being comfortable with Romeo or not, or if he's even talking about Earth or Evermore, it didn't matter. It comes to him easily, so he doesn't stop it.
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"That sounds really yummy! I like toast! It's really easy to make and really yummy!"
He picks out a jar, it's in the medium of colours. "This one just says honey!"
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Toast was good on the go, but if he had a choice, he was bagels all the way and that was a fact! The jar of honey in Romeo's hand is surveyed quickly, before Roland offers a second one too - reading the label, he says, "Well, how about this? It says this is wildflower honey."
He picks up a spoon, offers it to the boy, and does the same. "Ready?"
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But if it was just as yummy as toast it was something he would like to try!
He nods as he takes the spoon and dips it in the honey, wondering how flower honey was going to taste, he'd never eaten flowers before.
He put the spoon in his mouth, closing his eyes to taste it better!
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It tasted...incredibly sweet. Like it's fresh out of the hive. He has to shake it off somewhat, unused to the cringe.
"That's uh, that's strong. Wouldn't you say?"
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He grinned, he liked it. But it made his mouth go very tingly! "I don't think we will be able to taste any of the others after all that sweet!"
That might be a problem for this honey tasting session. He skips to the sink to fill two mugs with water. That will help!
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Roland closes that jar and tinkers with the next - alfalfa honey? He stares at the generic looking label while Romeo goes to get water for them, hearing the sink run immediately.
"Huh. I don't even know what to expect for this one. Are you feeling adventurous?" Roland asks Romeo as soon as he returns with the mugs. He's feeling a bit apprehensive if only because he might not know what to do should Romeo not like it, or worse, go through an allergic reaction.
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But he really was adventurous so he dipped his spoon in. "Let's try it!"
i actually have no idea if this is good or not but let's just say roland hates it lol
Re: i actually have no idea if this is good or not but let's just say roland hates it lol
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