Support 3: A job's a job, right? [Action]

[kugimin]

A | Outside a certain restaurant

[Why are maid cafes always hiring? Do they just have a high turnover rate? Do they want a lot of faces for any situation? Is there some other mysterious force at work here...?

Still, Madoka doesn't want to rely on friends and free coupons forever. She wants to help others, not always getting helped by others, and that means becoming as independent as she can.

But still she hesitates. She doesn't really like the idea of having to dress up in some frilly maid outfit and putting on some kind of act. But it wouldn't be that bad would it?

She's standing outside the entrance, lost in thought. Maybe you can give her the push she needs?]

B | Later than A, inside said restaurant

[Oh, it can be bad. It can be soooooooo bad that it's even worse. Madoka was given the job alright, rather quickly. But she's not running around as a maid waitress. No, she's shoved out of the back wearing an absolutely crisp tuxedo with tails, gloves, and tie. She'd look everything like the proper butler if she wasn't panicking and arguing with someone in the doorway.]

Are you sure I can't wear one of the other costumes back there? I'm sure there's one in my size, right? Right?

[There's some indistinct voices from the back and Madoka face falls. Resigning herself to her fate with a sigh, she straightens up, tugs on her gloves, and fixes her tie before calmly and with proper posture approaches a table she's been assigned.]

Welcome, may I take your order?

ａ ｐｒｏｔａｇ ｌｉｆｅ

[spinoff]

Action, open to everyone. Dark Hour.

[ Last thing she knew she was on a train towards her new school. It was pretty late and things had been awfully calm so far. However, the moment the lights flickered wildly and then went completely black, Minako decided things were most definitely not okay. She couldn't hear the train anymore, nor the other few passengers around her, even with her headphones away from her ears.

Suddenly, she was standing in the middle of a town. Wait, when had she walked out? She had her bag on one hand, so at least not everything was lost, but where was she? And who the hell left those coffins around? She couldn't help but think she had probably fell into some bizarre horror movie. ]

No...that's ridiculo-- what was that?

[ And as if fate tried to mock her, the moment Minako uttered those words a group of three black blobs made their way out from an alleyway, greasy and semi liquid arms rising as the group slid its way towards a completely paralyzed out of surprise girl.

Something was most definitely wrong with this place. ]

22 A deal's a deal [text, private to Gilgamesh]

[needsteaplz]

Alright, I got everything arranged. Your dinner with Saber will be for tomorrow at the hotel's lounge at 8 pm. Don't worry I got the place reserved for the both of you so there shouldn't be any interupptions. I don't care how you get her there, just be on time.

002 [Action]

[lostherstrings]

[It had been a bit over a week since her arrival in Prospero, and until now Edel had been very careful not to be out during the Dark Hour. But helping to close the bookstore she'd gotten a job at had taken longer than she'd expected, and she was still walking towards the hotel when the clock struck midnight and everything around her... changed.

As the electric street lamps fell dark around her, the sky took on a sickly green cast, the moon seeming to become much larger and brighter overhead. As she quickened her steps on her journey back to the hotel, she began seeing the coffins that she'd heard ordinary citizens became. An unfamiliar icy feeling gripping her heart (fear, her mind whispered), she broke into a run, hoping to reach the hotel before any Shadows found her. She had no weapon, after all, and no idea what her Persona would even be capable of, should she manage to awaken it before one of them struck her down.]

[OOC: I'm so mean sometimes. Anyone want to help out this damsel in distress?]