nexus_crossings | Time for a big ol' Nexus Block party

On a sleepy summer morning a wonderful smell begins to waft throughout the Nexus. For those familiar with this place there can only be one explanation but for those new faces to the nexus this may be a strange thing: seeing so many people flocking toward the sweet and savory scents perfuming the Nexus.

There are a few tables set out this morning in the Plaza in front of a small cafe loaded with several carafes of coffee, a myriad of pastries from more than a few different worlds and cultures, and a large pan of eggs and sausage kept warm over a chafing dish. On either end of the table are disposable plates, cups, and cutlery as well as a few welcome pamphlets in a small container. Along the front of the tables is a hand made banner.

Meet and Greet

Manning the tables is Katsuya Suou, red apron on and a cup of coffee in hand. He looks far too cheerful for how early in the morning it is. It's always satisfying to put one of these on and see the throngs of different people stuck in line together to get their food and find a place to sit among the tables and couches nearby.

"Right then, is anyone hungry? I've got more than enough here for everyone so please mingle among yourselves or feel free to ask me anything you'd like."

((OOC: This thread is ALL ABOUT threadjacking and hopping. I encourage folks to tag on each other's comments and mingle rather than to reply only to me. This is a huge opportunity to have your characters interact with people they wouldn't have talked to before. Branch out! Meet new people! Scheme new schemes! Steal the last chocolate croissant!))

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At least Majima is still able to get under Katsuya's skin. He can feel the officer tense up at the hand on his shoulder. It will be swatted off dismissively as soon as Katsuya can remind himself there's work to be done.

"Just got out of it..? What sort of prospects call to an entrepreneur of your magnitude now?"

For as...stern...as Majima can be about harassing the patrons he is getting results. More people are filling their plates and mingling with each other. Katsuya's pretty sure the gangly kid grabbing a breakfast burrito nearly tripped over himself stuttering when Majima loomed over him and told him in no uncertain terms to greet folks.

"For a breakfast gathering? In my experience inebriation doesn't tend to bring out the best in people." Himself included.

"Plenty of opportunities for a man of my talents, Suou-chan. I'm in Tokyo now, gettin' a fresh start on some new businesses," Majima says as he shovels some fresh fruit onto a plate and hands it off to some kind of bird-man.

"Mimosas? Bloody Marys? People love gettin' day drunk. Besides, how do ya even know it's morning in a place like this?"

He's dangerously quiet for a moment before he suddenly declares, "Y'know what? Gimme a sec. I'll run and get some drink fixin's."

"Do I know what?"

Katsuya's busy serving a young mother and her children for several moments. By the time he turns around Majima is long gone. He stares hard at the spot the other man should be occupying for several seconds trying to remember what it was Majima had said that he hadn't been paying attention to.

"Why can't these things just go smoothly?" Maybe he just had to go use the bathroom?

It's going on twenty minutes when Majima reappears pushing a stolen grocery cart through the crowd. He clears an empty spot on the table and begins pulling bottles out one-by-one: tomato juice, vodka, tabasco sauce ...

He grabs a bottle of champagne and pops the cork into the air. "Oi! Who wants a drink?"

No sooner has he made the new menu options known, than he's filling up solo cups with mimosas and bloody marys. And boy, those drinks are seeing some long pours.

"Oh my god, no..."

The last twenty minutes haven't exactly been without incident. A certain Durant mage's fiance got into an altercation with one James T. Kirk, something Katsuya would be fuming about had his business partner not just shoved a piece of chocolate into his mouth when he tried to complain and started voicing her amused bets that the woman would clean the floor with both men. Luckily nothing was dumped over or wrecked in the process but really can these things just go smoothly ever?

By the time Majima comes back, Katsuya definitely looks like he could use a drink.

Which is all the more reason why he slams his palm against his face and groans when he sees what the other is doing.

"No one underage or ill gets a drink, Majima. I'm warning you."

Majima was in the middle of pouring a mimosa for someone who is clearly a teen -- acne, braces and all. At the last minute he slides the cup over to Katsuya, much to the waiting youth's chagrin.

"Cool those jets, Suou-chan. Everything's goin' just fine!" Easy for him to say. "Have a drink. Take the edge off."

Katsuya blanches at the offered cup, shoulders raising even as he tries to get himself in order. On the one hand, Katsuya really doesn't like to drink. On the other, dealing with Majima for the next however long if he refuses the beverage sounds borderline painful. He really needs to make better friends.

"...Thank you." Each word comes out with trepidation but he'll take a small sip all the same. And then stares at the cup. "Oh. These would go rather well with breakfast foods wouldn't they?"

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While Katsuya is distracted, Majima slips the sad teen a mimosa of their own. The OJ-to-champagne ratio is slightly less brutal.

"Fuckin' duh. OJ and champagne is part of a balanced breakfast!"

As time creeps on, he continues slinging drinks and breakfast goodies. If Katsuya isn't too distracted, he might find his mimosa has magically become a bottomless one: with practiced sleight of hand, Majima ensures the cup never dips below half-full.

And thus with prissypants officers busy playing the good host does Majima set about being a horrible influence to the Nexus at large right under Katsuya's nose. Majima must be living right now.

They won't have too much of an opportunity to sit back and shoot the breeze. With alcoholic beverages on offer a lot of people who already grabbed food are sure to be coming back for some liquid fuel for the day and Katsuya is busy greeting every friend and new face that comes their way with as much charm as the terminal case of serious face can. Actually, he's really starting to smile a lot more the longer this goes on. Engaging in conversations even!

By the time things begin winding down he honestly looks a wee bit sunburnt. Or drunk. Both are very viable options thanks to some people.

"You have fun out here today?" Katsuya doesn't look up from the boxes of leftovers he's packing up and setting out for anyone who might need some extra food to take with them when they leave. "You were more of a help than I thought you'd be."

Majima wouldn't be very good at his job if he couldn't put one past an officer. It's the classic yakuza-law enforcement symbiosis, albeit on a much smaller scale.

With the exception of a few tipsy light-weights, most people have enjoyed enough food to absorb a lot of the booze. Majima pops the cork on the last of the champagne and hands the foaming bottle to a particularly amorous couple. They look like they've hit it off extra well at this meet and greet. "Shoo! Go get a room, ya horndogs!"

He turns to Katsuya, untying his apron. "Fuck yeah, I had fun! And hey, the operation was a success! Managed to remove that stick from yer ass, Suou-chan. At least for a few hours."

With Katsuya none the wiser Majima is safe to plot another day. Too slow, coppers. Besides, who has jurisdiction in the Nexus anyway?

"I'll say." The boxes aren't as neat and orderly as Katsuya would normally keep them. They're stacked kind of haphazardly on the table. Ah well, it's the thought that counts.

"So long as you're not trying to give me fashion tips I think I'll live." But he's smiling all the same. "Thanks for the hand t'day. I mean it."

"Don't worry, pal. Fashion-wise, you're a lost cause. Ya look like you came outta the womb wearin' a stuffy suit." Majima balls up his apron and leaves it on the table.

"Gotta get in the community's good graces," he says as he turns on his heel and begins walking off. "Before long, there's gonna be a lot more of the Majima family 'round here."

Time for a big ol' Nexus Block party

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