Thread: (Vandesdelca and Kitty) Jin x Fuu

Hey! Where are my dumplings?! A grungy, sandpaper-like voice called impatiently from the front of the shop. It was a rather slow day as far as customers went, aside from the gang of jerks that had just entered and were now lounging about like they owned the pace, harassing the female customers and going on about how bored they were. Y-yes sir, coming right up! A small, feminine voice rang out from the back room, and soon a slender young woman would scurry into view carrying a plate of dumplings. Putting on her best smile, the young woman made her way to the table of hoodlums and began to set their table. I'm sorry to keep you waiting. She apologized, still smiling as she set the glasses of water down and placed the dumplings before the men. Her smile, however, quickly vanished when one of the men asked her what took so long, calling her an 'idiot' in the process. The woman tensed a bit, gritting her teeth as she forced yet another smile onto her face. Please, forgive me. She muttered from beneath gnashed teeth, wanting nothing more than to sock the guy one in the face for being such an ass to a cute girl such as herself. WHERE are my dumplings?! That voice again shouted from across the room, as if it were killing the guy to wait two seconds. Sighing, the woman stood and made her way to the back room to fetch the dumplings the man had been yelling his head off about for the past ten few minutes, allowing an irritated scowl to spread across her delicate features once she was in back with the husband and wife who owned the tea house. Jeez! What's with these customers today?! She growled, waiting for the dumplings to be made and listening reluctantly as she was told to be patient and careful with what she said. Apparently, the punk that had been yelling about his food was the son of the governor or something. Governor's son or not, she still wanted to smack some manners into him. Speaking of manners, she heard some commotion and peeked into the front room of the shot, only to find one of the guys going on about his new blade. He caught an elderly man watching him and so rudely knocked the poor old guy's cup of tea over, burning him. Growling, the young woman took a step forward, opening her mouth to give the guy a piece of her mind only for the husband and wife to pull her back into the kitchen before she said something she regretted. After taking a moment to cool her head a bit, she re-entered the room with the man's dumplings and tea, hurrying to his table now as he was getting more pissy by the second. And the last thing she wanted was for him to take his agitation out on more of their innocent customers. Where the HELL is my tea and dumplings?! He snarled, clearly not about to ask again. Coming! The young woman chimed, wanting to get this guy out of here ASAP. However, in her rush to get over to him, her foot got caught on someone's show. Yelping, she stumbled forward and the tea splashed out. All over the face of the governor's son . Wincing, the young lady sat up and offered an apologetic look. The man sat still for a moment, but the rage was clear in his eyes. ... what's with you? He hissed, his voice low and dangerous. The young woman found her heart pounding in her chest, her skin going cold when she noticed just how pissed this guy seemed. U-uh... I'm really sorry. It was an accident.. She murmured, moving to inch backwards. All life in the shop had stopped, everyone watching the infolding scene, but no on brave enough to do anything about it. I don't wanna hear how 'sorry' you are. All I'm interested in hearing is how you plan to make it up to me. His words made the young woman uncertain and wary. What did he mean? She supposed she could give him the food and drink free of charge. Well, I, uh.. she stammered, but was cut off by him speaking over her. One finger or two ? Well, I guess one ought to be enough. The girl's eyes went wide when she heard this and moved to try and stand up, but two guys behind her quickly swooped in and pinned her down, grabbing her wrist and holding her hand out as they did so. Meanwhile, the guy who had been going on about his new blade stepped up, grinning sadistically as he did so. I've been wanting to give my new blade a test cut, and she'll do just fine. All of the men laughed as he unsheathed the blade, but the young girl could only tremble, her eyes wide with fear as the tip of the blade was lowered and put right in front of her face. S-.. someone... help me.. she whimpered, breathing in small, ragged breaths now, her body tense, but she was unable to move with the two large guys pinning her down. However, no one in the shop made a move to help. The married couple that owned the shop stood fearfully in the back, and the other customers simply averted their gaze, too scared to get involved. The girl was sure she was done for.