Single Thread RP Dead Mall

[Orchamut]

The tables are slightly greasy, but the seats are comfy. There are various carvings into the wood made by past customers, from years to lover's initials to various profanities.

One of the workers brings over the meals after a few minutes.
"Enjoy your meals."
The bowls are large and filled almost to the brims.

Isidro probably grunts out a thanks, but it's hard to tell.
He takes some time to inspect the food before quickly scarfing it down.
Tav eats at a steady pace.

 

[No. 1 Usagi]

Isidro probably grunts out a thanks, but it's hard to tell.
He takes some time to inspect the food before quickly scarfing it down.
Tav eats at a steady pace.

Tav may notice the swirls in the wood beginning to shift. The lines arrange themselves like sand dunes, forming shapes and unnatural lines. In the centre of the table, the grain forms a shape that looks uncannily like Isidro's face. A wave of nausea would hit Tav should he stare too long at it.

Isidro would see nothing out of the ordinary.

"Thanks for your service!"
Both cats nods at the worker, then starts enjoying their meals.
While having the fried rice, Xueqing notices the carvings, and takes time to have a look at them. "Hm..."

"M & L 2001"
"f@wkner ers 1998"
"chris was here 2014"
" you ugly [censored]"
Several finished tic-tac-toe games
And many more along the same vein. Decades of history left behind by countless people.

 

[Orchamut]

Tav may notice the swirls in the wood beginning to shift. The lines arrange themselves like sand dunes, forming shapes and unnatural lines. In the centre of the table, the grain forms a shape that looks uncannily like Isidro's face. A wave of nausea would hit Tav should he stare too long at it.

Isidro would see nothing out of the ordinary.

Tav stares at it for a few seconds before jumping back. Isidro glares at him and he sinks down in his seat.
"Not hungry anymore."
Isidro rolls his eyes and begins to throw away the leftover food.

 

[Xal.]

They're cheering now, as another glass appears to break.

She grimaces at the shattering, fist curling around the canister of pepper spray in her fanny pack as she finally turns her head around, squatting near where she replaces the tire. She's looking over the top of her sunglasses in a clear look of disdain and judgement.

 

[Cream Starlight]

Tav may notice the swirls in the wood beginning to shift. The lines arrange themselves like sand dunes, forming shapes and unnatural lines. In the centre of the table, the grain forms a shape that looks uncannily like Isidro's face. A wave of nausea would hit Tav should he stare too long at it.

Isidro would see nothing out of the ordinary.

"M & L 2001"
"f@wkner ers 1998"
"chris was here 2014"
" you ugly [censored]"
Several finished tic-tac-toe games
And many more along the same vein. Decades of history left behind by countless people.

<...>
Xueqing facepalms at some of the quotes carved on it.

 

[No. 1 Usagi]

Tav stares at it for a few seconds before jumping back. Isidro glares at him and he sinks down in his seat.
"Not hungry anymore."
Isidro rolls his eyes and begins to throw away the leftover food.

One of the cooks shouts out a thank you.

<...>
Xueqing facepalms at some of the quotes carved on it.

There's one particular carving in the corner, near the wall. Geometric lines within a circle, about the size of a bottom of a glass. Shapes and lines.
The lights flicker for a moment. None of the staff notice anything.

She grimaces at the shattering, fist curling around the canister of pepper spray in her fanny pack as she finally turns her head around, squatting near where she replaces the tire. She's looking over the top of her sunglasses in a clear look of disdain and judgement.

The light above her also flickers.
By looking at the shadows on the nearby wall, there's a group of three or four people around the corner. The laughter and voices echoing through the car park sound masculine.

 

[Xal.]

The light above her also flickers.
By looking at the shadows on the nearby wall, there's a group of three or four people around the corner. The laughter and voices echoing through the car park sound masculine.

ty building, ty people, ty day, she's already got a short fuse, AND she's hungry.

She slowly releases her hand from her pack, looking to the tire again, mind cycling through ideas.

Rising fully to her feet, her back and legs popping a bit from having been hunched for so long, she makes a decision. Might as well try to see if any of them are sober enough to help. Changing a tire is easier with more hands, and besides, she's honestly a bit curious.

Exhaling hard, she gives her best blank face, walking slowly and loudly to try and get their attention ahead of time before she rounds the corner.

 

[Orchamut]

One of the cooks shouts out a thank you.

Isidro nods in response.
He sits back down at where he was eating previously as he waits for Tav, who has left to find a bathroom, to return.

 

[Cream Starlight]

There's one particular carving in the corner, near the wall. Geometric lines within a circle, about the size of a bottom of a glass. Shapes and lines.
The lights flicker for a moment. None of the staff notice anything.

"ah-"
Xueqing quickly finishes off her meal, and walks near to check out. She's a curious cat, after all.
Luvia is done as well. She's... a bit confused. "You... see anything weird?"
"Nah, purely interesting."

 

[No. 1 Usagi]

Isidro nods in response.
He sits back down at where he was eating previously as he waits for Tav, who has left to find a bathroom, to return.

There's a bathroom near the food court, but the door is locked with a piece of paper taped on.
"CLOSED FOR MAINTENANCE
CERRADO POR MANTENIMIENTO"

It's a bit of a walk to the next closest bathroom.

"ah-"
Xueqing quickly finishes off her meal, and walks near to check out. She's a curious cat, after all.
Luvia is done as well. She's... a bit confused. "You... see anything weird?"
"Nah, purely interesting."

A line stems from the design to the table underside, covered in gum and other unimportant graffiti, leading to a second design. Same style, different pattern.

A cook yells "What are you doing?"

ty building, ty people, ty day, she's already got a short fuse, AND she's hungry.

She slowly releases her hand from her pack, looking to the tire again, mind cycling through ideas.

Rising fully to her feet, her back and legs popping a bit from having been hunched for so long, she makes a decision. Might as well try to see if any of them are sober enough to help. Changing a tire is easier with more hands, and besides, she's honestly a bit curious.

Exhaling hard, she gives her best blank face, walking slowly and loudly to try and get their attention ahead of time before she rounds the corner.

"..., someone's coming."
"You said here was safe!"
"Shut the up, !"
There's the sound of things being gathered quickly.
"Come on, D, we gotta go!"
"Shut up! I'm almost done!"