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Who: Leanne and YOU!
When: All month of August!
Where: Multiple places
What: Leanne and quests.
Warnings: None at the moment

I: Picnic Serenades:

This... This was Leanne's ideal job, going around and singing for people while they were out on dates or even offering to help watch over their kids. Something that she is learning to enjoy as no matter how rough they were with her, her body was not hurt by them.

Catch her singing and frolicking around where there are large gathering of people, braiding flowers into their hair and just trying to be a general happy-go-lucky girl to brighten up everyone's day around her.

II: Patisserie PR:

It was quite the busy day at the bakery and Leanne has managed to somehow, someway make a batch of sweets in her attempts to give them a better look. However, there was something very wrong with the batch. So so very wrong. Instead of adding sugar like a normal profession baker, she used salt. Lots and lots of salt but somehow, the result is that they look like the normal sweets.

There was the sound of a normal bell ringing, signalling the entrance of another customer, to which Leanne perks up and smiles sweetly.

"How can I help make this the best experience for you?"

[[ooc; For this prompt, if you want to go with a hot spice instead of salt, go for it! Leanne cannot cook or bake to save her life!]]

III: Hazard at the Harbor:

These poor nestlings. They were being overworked and treated so much like slaves. It broke her heart to see such horrible conditions. Leanne decided to take some matters into her own hands. By placing a few stinks bombs here and there. Nothing to physically harm anyone, except for the horrendous smell that they will release once triggered. A smell of her own kind of mixture that even she had issues putting together.

She does try to petition with the factory owners directly for the better work environment for the nestlings.
However, if they refused to listen to her. She may or may not have quite the special stink trap waiting for them within their own cushy office to force them to live and work on the same level as the orphans.

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[ "my lord," viren wonders if this is something typical of this woman's speech or if a more intentional address. (objectively, likely, not the latter.) regardless, in response to her question, viren holds up two clawed fingers. ]

No need. I'll only have two pieces -- one for here, one to go. [ he dumps the necessary coinage on the counter. ] Understood?

[This is typical... Very very typical of her. She continues to beam towards him as he holds up the two claws and nods her head.]

Okay! Two pieces of our cider cake coming right up.

[As soon as he pays, she moves quickly to get him his two slices of the cake and puts one in a bag with a cute sticker on it, and the other on a plate with a fork.]

Here, you go! Please enjoy. I baked them myself.

[ viren nods, accepts the order. he retreats to a small, empty table, slipping out his phone in the meanwhile (like he's a millennial over here, or something) to preoccupy himself as he eats. ]

[ cue one delicate bite of dessert later, a scrunching of his face, and a screech of his chair as he stands from his seat. ]

Excuse me!

[ hopefully, leanne is already near; viren is loud in trying to redraw her attention, wherever she may be present. he's brought the offending food item and its plate along with him, which he shoves onto the counter with a clatter. -- ]

Baker. You've, somehow managed to botch something that should be simple.

[Leanne was indeed nearby as she was staying in the front of bakery. Slited emerald eyes blink as Viren moves back to the counter and almost slams the plate on the counter.]

My lord?... What is wrong with the cake?

[So much genuine confusion here.]

[ in response, viren gives a light spin to the plate, so that leanne can have access to one of its fresh sides. he gestures to a clean fork within view, then to the cake, and invitingly (if it weren't for his cold, sour tone), ]

Try it. You tell me.

[There was so much unsure about this.]

My lord?... I am not sure what...

[She goes to take a quick look around before moving to grab a fork and takes a very small piece from the side.]

Not sure if this is proper....

[But she goes to take a bite.... Only to move a few feet away to discreetly spit the offending piece of cake into a trash can.]

[ viren watches this unfold with the smuggest of expressions. ]

Now, can you guess at what you'd done incorrectly?

[Oooh, that smug expression. She hates it so much.]

I swear that I put sugar in it though.

[She moves at once to the register and goes to refund his coinage.]

My deepest apologies, my lord. I will refund your money as well as let you pick another sweet.

[ concluded with his spectacle, and the refund of money tucked safely away, viren will also grab his take-out box. that, too, gets slid on the counter, if only for the purpose of leanne potentially discarding it. ]

[ he eyes the selection available. ]

Which ones aren't of your creation?

[She does take it back, she will have to mark it as waste properly before disposing it. This will be taken out of her salary.]

Just that cake... And the hot cross rolls...They move me to the front before I could try my hand at baking another treat.

[Wing droop as she is completely embarrassed.]

[ he nods. sorry for your experience with awful customers, leanne... viren points a claw at one of the desserts on display. ]

One slice of the tea cake.

[Her wings remained drooped but still does her best to keep a smile on her face.]

One slice, coming right up my lord.

[She has to smile and remain smiling. This is why she was hired. To make this bakery become better in the minds of the customer.]

Anything else, my lord?

[She asks as she gets him a slice and places it in a ox.]

[ he answers with a shake of his head, gathering the box into his possession. ]

That's all.

[ he looks as if to leave. unfortunately, in sharp contrast: viren's expression is stony and resolute by default -- stern, and with a tone to match some additional parting words, ]

I would advise that you take care to see that this doesn't happen again.

[She does her best to keep her smile up to show that his words or actions hasn't phased her at all.]

Thank you for your critique, my lord. Please, consider giving us another try for your next sweet tooth craving.

I'll think on it.

[ lo and ye' behold, he would, in fact, probably try this place against for the inevitably next sweet tooth craving. but for now, dragon's wings tightly pinned onto his back, viren turns on his heel to exit. ]

Good day.

That will be all that we ask for. Once you come back, ask for me and I will do what I can to make my lord's experience the best that I can.

[She kept smiling and nods in response to his words.]

Have a wonderful rest of your day, my lord.

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