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Halloween is the best day of the year (Open)
Who: Reaper, Soldier: 76 & anyone at the Wild Harvest
Which: Open Log
Where: Wild Harvest
What: Reaper makes a big public play for Soldier: 76's hand.
Warnings: Reaper being Reaper
The Wild Harvest was set up for the appropriate festivities and because it was Halloween – a favourite of so many – the place was decked out with decorations on the walls, on the edges of tables and on the bar. It was all very festive and the tables had plenty of people dropping in the enjoy a good meal, good company and good atmosphere.
The noise of the Harvest was a swell of people enjoying themselves between chatting and enjoying a meal or a drink. There is spooky music, and if anything, it’s a normal festivity kind of night at the place. Aside from the Halloween decorations, the only thing potentially attention grabbing is that the animals that frequent the place are also in Halloween costumes.
Reaper, who tosses out unruly patrons and makes drinks at the bar, finally left his post when it seemed that the Harvest was full enough and people were mostly settled into their meals. He moved through the spaces between tables to head towards the door where food was being taken out by to patrons by the waiting staff.
He pushed open the door and called back into the kitchen “Hey, you need to come out here to see the new fairy kitten that just came in.”
The familiar old man cook that was well-known around these parts and had been a staple of the place wandered out from the kitchen wiping hands on a towel. Jack wasn’t dressed up as he was all business in the kitchen and keeping everyone well fed and merry on this night. There were a few stains on his uniform from the evening preparation, and he was looking around for this mysterious new kitten he had been informed of.
“Over there,” Reaper stated and instead of waiting for the other old man to make the connection, the pair of them were swept up into black smoke as Reaper teleported them both to stand on the bar. It was one of the highest points in the place, which made certain to give everyone a good view of the pair of them.
Suddenly Reaper, being ever dramatic, reached up and pulled off his mask – a first for a public viewing. That alone created a hush in the room as people nudged each other and stared at his old and burn-scarred face. He even went so far as to push back his hood so there was no denying his white hair, and he was going to use the shock value to both hold the person he was standing on the counter with.
"Jack, since the day that I met you decades ago, I knew there was something special about you. We’ve been through many battles together: fought, bled, and served. You were one of the few people that stood by me even when you had no reason to. You’re an idiot, of course. However, you’re my idiot, and I would literally burn this place down and kill everyone here for you." Reaper didn’t care how many red flags that would generate from that because he was dropping to one knee on the bar and pulling out a small jewelry box, which he flipped open to reveal a ring, which he held up to Jack.
"I want to spend the rest of this cursed life with you, Jack. Will you marry me?"
Of course, not only was this his favourite holiday, but Reaper knew that making a very big public display would pressure Jack to having to say yes. That’s the kind of guy he was. Sweet, right?
Jack stared with wide eyes and mouth slightly ajar. The entire Harvest was silent and also staring, and there were several minutes that passed as the two silver haired old men watched each other. Then, Jack suddenly muttered in disbelief, "Of all of the stunts you have ever pulled…."
Reaper smirked, maintaining his one-knee pose, fully aware of what position he had put Jack in. He waited, aware an answer would eventually come if he held it long enough.
Suddenly, Jack cocked a hand back and punched Reaper square in the face. The other man rocked backwards before his collar was snatched by Jack’s hand to hold him upright.
There was a gasp from several in the room, but honestly, this was all very normal and expected behaviour between them. Of course, it was on full display for the entire Harvest to see as they both were still there on the bar.
"Yes, you giant asshole, I’ll marry you."
Reaper rose with the pull to his collar, and the pair of them were kissing. Even before the kiss had gone for a few seconds, the ring was pulled from the small box and slipped on the appropriate finger before Reaper was dipping Jack backwards dramatically.
Which: Open Log
Where: Wild Harvest
What: Reaper makes a big public play for Soldier: 76's hand.
Warnings: Reaper being Reaper
The Wild Harvest was set up for the appropriate festivities and because it was Halloween – a favourite of so many – the place was decked out with decorations on the walls, on the edges of tables and on the bar. It was all very festive and the tables had plenty of people dropping in the enjoy a good meal, good company and good atmosphere.
The noise of the Harvest was a swell of people enjoying themselves between chatting and enjoying a meal or a drink. There is spooky music, and if anything, it’s a normal festivity kind of night at the place. Aside from the Halloween decorations, the only thing potentially attention grabbing is that the animals that frequent the place are also in Halloween costumes.
Reaper, who tosses out unruly patrons and makes drinks at the bar, finally left his post when it seemed that the Harvest was full enough and people were mostly settled into their meals. He moved through the spaces between tables to head towards the door where food was being taken out by to patrons by the waiting staff.
He pushed open the door and called back into the kitchen “Hey, you need to come out here to see the new fairy kitten that just came in.”
The familiar old man cook that was well-known around these parts and had been a staple of the place wandered out from the kitchen wiping hands on a towel. Jack wasn’t dressed up as he was all business in the kitchen and keeping everyone well fed and merry on this night. There were a few stains on his uniform from the evening preparation, and he was looking around for this mysterious new kitten he had been informed of.
“Over there,” Reaper stated and instead of waiting for the other old man to make the connection, the pair of them were swept up into black smoke as Reaper teleported them both to stand on the bar. It was one of the highest points in the place, which made certain to give everyone a good view of the pair of them.
Suddenly Reaper, being ever dramatic, reached up and pulled off his mask – a first for a public viewing. That alone created a hush in the room as people nudged each other and stared at his old and burn-scarred face. He even went so far as to push back his hood so there was no denying his white hair, and he was going to use the shock value to both hold the person he was standing on the counter with.
"Jack, since the day that I met you decades ago, I knew there was something special about you. We’ve been through many battles together: fought, bled, and served. You were one of the few people that stood by me even when you had no reason to. You’re an idiot, of course. However, you’re my idiot, and I would literally burn this place down and kill everyone here for you." Reaper didn’t care how many red flags that would generate from that because he was dropping to one knee on the bar and pulling out a small jewelry box, which he flipped open to reveal a ring, which he held up to Jack.
"I want to spend the rest of this cursed life with you, Jack. Will you marry me?"
Of course, not only was this his favourite holiday, but Reaper knew that making a very big public display would pressure Jack to having to say yes. That’s the kind of guy he was. Sweet, right?
Jack stared with wide eyes and mouth slightly ajar. The entire Harvest was silent and also staring, and there were several minutes that passed as the two silver haired old men watched each other. Then, Jack suddenly muttered in disbelief, "Of all of the stunts you have ever pulled…."
Reaper smirked, maintaining his one-knee pose, fully aware of what position he had put Jack in. He waited, aware an answer would eventually come if he held it long enough.
Suddenly, Jack cocked a hand back and punched Reaper square in the face. The other man rocked backwards before his collar was snatched by Jack’s hand to hold him upright.
There was a gasp from several in the room, but honestly, this was all very normal and expected behaviour between them. Of course, it was on full display for the entire Harvest to see as they both were still there on the bar.
"Yes, you giant asshole, I’ll marry you."
Reaper rose with the pull to his collar, and the pair of them were kissing. Even before the kiss had gone for a few seconds, the ring was pulled from the small box and slipped on the appropriate finger before Reaper was dipping Jack backwards dramatically.
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Wait, is that Jack? Reaper's taking off his mask? That, managed to grab Kazuma's full attention.
It was in that moment, before the ring even showed up, that Kazuma realized what was happening. The patreons at the table made a noise as he forgets he was pouring drinks for them, the cup now overflowing. Shit, fuck, this was all happening so suddenly.
In reality, he probably should have seen the inevitible. What with those two acting more than just tolerating one another as time passed.] Sorry- [Focus on cleaning up, then deal with, whatever that is at the bar. His feelings are mixed, even if the answer is obvious how he should feel. And really, as long as Jack is happy, he should support his decision. Right...?
He hangs around the entrance to the kitchen area after cleaning up his mess, not particularly grabbing their attention, but also staying nearby for them to notice. Like hell he's going to interrupt them, much as he wants to glare down Reaper. Just focus on prepping another order to be sent out.]
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He walked towards the kitchen entrance, able and willing to put orders out sometimes when he wasn't guarding the door or making the occasional drink. He stopped to regard Kazuma from behind his recently re-affixed mask and made a noise in his throat.]
Enjoy the show, boy?
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How long had you been working on that? [He also had no idea how to even approach, all of this. Did it have to be Reaper, Jack? Really? Just focus on preparing this dish as a distraction.]
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[He might not have been paying attention to everyone in the room because his focus had been on Jack, but he had noted the few important reactions to his little stunt.]
Did I see you overpouring drinks onto patrons?
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So, what are you going to do now?
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[He imagined it was quite the opposite reaction. In fact, he was counting on it so he could annoy Kazuma more.]
Right now? Speak with you and then I expect I'll trap Jack somewhere to steal another kiss.
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This isn't going to keep either of you from working, is it?
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Worried you'll have to work a full shift for once?
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I was thinking you should both just take the day off.
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He assumed the statement was more for Jack’s sake than his own, but still, he understood to sentiment. It was probably as close to a ‘blessing’ from Kazuma as he was going to get.]
Hmpt, we aren’t going to leave you short-staffed on Halloween. It’s literally the best holiday that exists in the calendar year.
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We can handle things here, old man.
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Probably not. I scared the shit out of Ryu the other day. I'm not sure he's come out from hiding yet.
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[He'd taken a few trays of plates back into the kitchen to wash, stepping back out just a few moments after- that visor of his back in place, but that was a long way coming from when he used to keep the entire mask on- and usually happened later on n the evenings.
Give his eyes a little rest, the visor helped there.
Still, didn't take much for him to notice the other lingering.]
Doing okay, Kazuma?
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I'll be all right. Just as long as he takes good care of you, I have no reason to interfere.
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Still, there was a hand rested there lightly on Kazuma's shoulder.]
Really has been good knowing you've got my back like this. Can understand the feelings, too.
[A brief pause, corner of his mouth twitching.]
Can at least remember I punched him for puling me onto the bar for the whole thing?
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Hm, that was the best part. Do me a favor and get another punch in, from me. [Because why not?] However I feel, if you're happy, than I'm happy for you.
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I'll likely be given reason to sooner than later, what with him likely riding the high of that stunt. [Along with the fact even with that punch Jack had still said yes to him. Lucky he had pulled back.] Surprised- but, yeah.
He's managed to do that much, at the very least.
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. . .Is there actually going to be a wedding?
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[Strangely positive changes- and he wasn't sure if some of them were jokes or not. Was hard to tell with Reyes at times.
Like that-]
Might be, knowing him he will want some sort of ceremony since he... does know I'd want a small one at the very least.
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Well, let me know when that'll be so we can close the restaurant for the day.
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Definitely- and I might ask for a bit of help with providing food of course. If there is one I'd definitely want you and the others involved in some ways- as long as you were okay with it.