We Need Food! (Free RP)

[shiftyPotentate]

Roy eventually reached Chill Out Coffee, the different smells of the coffee and whatever foodstuffs they had playing around him, teasing him. He needed food! So he opened the door a little more roughly than was needed and strolled in.

[ryocker]

Midbus wondered in right behind him, walking to the counter and getting a small jolt out of the orderer.

"We're here to buy food," he said, looking at Roy behind him. "A grilled chicken sandwich shall work. Large, possibly two." Then it dawned on him. They needed money, right? He checked through his belongings and had found quite a collection of gold coins.

That might work.

[shiftyPotentate]

Roy was already getting his gold coin satchel out, counting out how much he would need to pay for his sandwich, if only he knew what a sandwich was.

"Uhh, yeah, chicken sounds good, but..." He decided to trust Midbus knew what he was ordering. "Yeah, I'll have that, thanks."

The cashier was still in a slight bit of shock, but rang up their order anyway, and called out the price, in a currency unit alien to Roy, who had no idea how much that was.

[ryocker]

Midbus stepped in. "Try taking gold. We're unaware of what that is."

instead of just Gold, however, he also had a few dollar bills, but it was all Mushroom kindom currency. Since it stisfied the Cashier, the order was taken seriously. Different forms of currency had to be accepted, anyway.

[shiftyPotentate]

"Umm, of course," said the cashier, accepting the coins from the both of them. "Two grilled chicken sandwiches coming right up." The cashier went back to inform the cook with the order.

Roy looked around and found some comfy chairs to sit in, of all shapes and sizes. Finding a pair of chairs, one his size and one Midbus's, he walked over to them and sat in the smaller one. He let out a sigh of relaxation.

[ryocker]

Midbus lumbered over to his chair, literally having to jump backwards into it due to his lack of legs. But he managed.

"My first time at a Cafe," Midbus admitted. "Lord Fawful made most of my food. He's a great cook." he took a moment to breath, then looked in Roy's eyes. "You haven't said much about yourself. Go on."

[shiftyPotentate]

Roy blinked. Midbus was right.

"Well, I was born in a territory of Elibe called Pherae. It's a territory within the Lycian League, a collection of these territories. My father was Eliwood, and my mother was the dancing half-dragon Ninian. That's where I got my dragon traits, like that fire. It's odd, though, since my mother was an ice dragon.

"I grew up practicing fencing and the sword, and a few years ago, my father fell ill just as Bern, another country, invaded us. I eventually found out why Zephiel, the king of Bern, was invading and causing all this strife. To eventually whitewash the world with a demon dragon he'd come across.

"Eventually, I defeated him and helped calm the dragon down, and reintroduced her to her kind, so she could be purified. I haven't seen her in a while, though.

"I've been living in Pherae for a few years, and about a day ago, I got zapped out of there and to this place somehow." He took a breath, he'd been talking a while.

[ryocker]

"Quite a history. With a great history, you should have a title." Midbus said. "My title is Minion. Strange, but it's true." He tried to smile. he made a darn good point.

[shiftyPotentate]

Roy considered it. "Well, I'm the son of the current marquess, but that doesn't really have a specific title, so I'm just a Lord. A Lord of Pherae," he said. "I'm not exactly high ranking, but I'm the next heir to be the marquess, so..."

[ryocker]

Midbus looked back at him. "So you're a lord. How Ironic." He looked out a nearby window. "I can say I've known to lords, now."

[shiftyPotentate]

Roy laughed lightly. "I suppose so! But I highly doubt I'm anything like Lord Fawful." He adjusted his headband and took off his armor. Underneath was a basic black shirt, stitched together at the seams manually. "For one, I hold very little actual political power. If I were to want something done, a law passed, it would have to go through my father, unless.... well, unless he were ill, which is the reason I took control of the Pheraen army when Bern invaded."

[ryocker]

Midbus thought somewhat deeply about his words. "Lord Fawful... is very smart, building powerful weopons. His best Weopn. Technology. Something you're not familiar with." He turned away, a frown in his eyes. "Forgive my harsh words. We're Allies. Allies aren't harsh to eachother.

"But yes." He continued, "Lord Fawful is a conqueror. He gains by force. In truth, Lord is only a title. A title he holds with much fury. He isn't of Royalty like the stupid king."

[shiftyPotentate]

"He takes things by force?" said Roy, a bit dismayed. He didn't like people who abused their power. "Well... then that might cause a problem."

[ryocker]

Midbus only sighed. "He's a villain. It's expected."

That's about the time the orders came, both fresh and sizzling.

[shiftyPotentate]

Roy stared at his chicken sandwich.

"This is a sandwich?" he said incredulously. "Just meat between some... bread pieces?" He was amazed, simply.