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Matters of the Restaurant? [Open]
From awkward to ARGH-worthy. That's a good way to put things into perspective for Sasami's current situation. After the mission, Sasami had returned to her initial set of work - trying to fix up the restaurant. While she wanted everything to be in working order so when she did open it, there wouldn't be much of a problem.
However, things had gotten worse before it got better.
She had decided to make a list of what was inside the dual freezers and found herself dragging and hauling out a lot of it. Outside the store and a bit inside were boxes and boxes of what was labeled as meats and other foods, but had actually been other things - random scraps of metal, guns, everything but food. By her guess, the restaurant was probably someone's front for some sort of rebel group.
At the moment, Sasami stopped to relax and warm up. Tapping in a brief message on her omnicomm for some suggestions, Sasami sat on a box and began to ponder her situation.
However, things had gotten worse before it got better.
She had decided to make a list of what was inside the dual freezers and found herself dragging and hauling out a lot of it. Outside the store and a bit inside were boxes and boxes of what was labeled as meats and other foods, but had actually been other things - random scraps of metal, guns, everything but food. By her guess, the restaurant was probably someone's front for some sort of rebel group.
At the moment, Sasami stopped to relax and warm up. Tapping in a brief message on her omnicomm for some suggestions, Sasami sat on a box and began to ponder her situation.
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She looked at the omnicomm and what she had offered before grinning sheepishly. "That... might be a good idea." She pulled out her own omnicomm from her kimono, showing the cluttered mess of notes Sasami made. "For both things, actually. Frankly, I'd like to get rid of some of this stuff before it goes off or something..."
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"Works for me!" Anwei smiled just a bit too wide, then quickly relaxed her grin. "I'm more worried about the chemicals decaying over time and rotting the boxes, so someone picks them up and they break open. Would you like me to clean up those notes, while I go through these boxes? Don't worry, I am very good at multi-tasking."
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For that matter, what she knew about cooking was mostly supervising twenty other people while they cooked. Maybe she could find something to barter for cooking lessons. For the moment, though, she started transcribing the notes into order with one hand and eye, while scanning the boxes for suspiciously discolored surfaces or the smell of chemicals.