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Bottle-Tsundere meets "Two."; DOM
Topic Started: Jan 7 2011, 03:24 AM (431 Views)
bambi
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6IXTY-NIN9 "スナックバー"

Despite the trashy name, the signage seemed fairly respectable. Poking out from a cobblestone alleyway leading away from the main dining district of Downtown Hyakuji, its florescent lights boasted "No entry fee," and "Bottle charge."
Given the district it was located in, it was a fairly quiet area with the occasional sedan pulling up, or random business man stealing shyly into the windowless building.

There was a dark flight of steps, and the faint sounds of the treble and the bass echoing through the walls.

At the top, people were greeted by a serafuku clad hostess. She appeared a little too old to be wearing those though, and overly excited to see yet another patron,
"Ahh~ Kabuki-san so happy to see you tonight!! Do you want your usual?" She asked, eventually ushering him over through the corridor and into a large room with dancers, karaoke, and girls clad in sexy school uniforms. Some were wearing cat ears or bunny tails, and some where carrying drinks. Most had long long legs, and those that didn't were wearing nine inch heels.

"Twenty-chan! Your pillow is asking for you.." She said, poking her head around a curtain.
"Sixty-nii!" Fuu perked up from being bent over a table as she poured his alcoholic beverage into the cup in his hands, "Oh.. She's not here today, you gotta entertain him, eheh! I will watch the front for you, ya!" Putting the bottle on the table, the school girl strutted out of the private area, straightening her navy blue skirt and approaching the entrance as she adjusted the flower in her hair.
Edited by bambi, Jan 7 2011, 05:27 AM.
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IZUNAAAA DROP!
As any popular man-about-town will tell you, there is a fine art to bar hopping that can be the difference between social stardom and social suicide. That being said, if you spend too much time worrying about the 'Golden Rules' of bar hopping then you'll most likely lose the fun factor of actually going out and mingling in the first place. Of course what you'll realize early on is that avoiding the rules all-together and going out on your own alcohol fueled bender from club to bar to pub to strip joint by accident qualifies as neither a hop, crawl nor even a stumble of sorts. One might attempt to describe it as simply pathetic or perhaps a little distressing but when Aki did it no one could deny she didn't bring a little dignity to the role.

Each place she went to she'd drink a little, mingle a lot and otherwise spark up a good time to what may have already been a pretty good time going on before she arrived. Enough for people to usually remember her for. That was just how Aki got to knew a city. Trainspotting not withstanding. In this case however a lot was missing from the experience. Mostly the fun, good times and the memories but the drinking was still there! This was the last place on the block that she hadn't hit and despite the miserable look of the place, she was pretty sure it wasn't another strip joint. It looked a bit too classy for that, but it served alcohol so in she went. After the last three places her buzz had only just begun to accumulate so she could safely say she was sober enough to accurately gauge the place like a beer dowsing cartographer mapping the path to true happiness.

Or numbness. It was generally the same path to both places. Stepping inside the place it looked nice enough at first glance with soft ambient lighting. Right away it seemed pretty frilly for a bar. Carpeted too. Aki couldn't see much else right away, most of the light being blocked out in the vacant velvet stairwell leading up to the top. In the distance she heard the sounds of laughter and the din of gruff men and petite women engaged in casual conversation. All of which were good to hear when your first walked into a place. She tightened the hug of her suit around her waist and placed an alligator-leather shoe on the stop step to be immediately greeted by a ridiculous smile and the muffled blaring of generic party music. Two things that might have set well with the general public but was beginning to confuse Aki already. Just what the hell was she smiling about anyway?

Almost immediately she noticed the older women dressed awkwardly in a schoolgirl uniform that might have been torn off the front page of a cosplay stalkers monthly magazine if such a magazine were ever allowed to exist (as it turned out it had but only published seven issues before being shut down after complaints from the city's schoolgirls had reached record numbers). Aki frowned slightly at the hostess and looked off in one direction to avoid her overly-positive stare. Crap, had she really wandered into ANOTHER strip bar? How many did this place have? Hyakuji had looked like such a nice town on the surface she hardly believed it could require this many on a single block. Then again the Japanese were notorious perverts weren't they? "Erm..." She said as the four seconds of silence apparently proved too much for her to take.

"This isn't like...an exotic dance place is it? Cause I'm really not lookin' for that kinda thing right now. I kinda just wanted a drink and some conversation y'know?" Often times stripper-folk could be rather laid back and easy to talk to but Aki had met her fair share of angry dancers. When they got offended, they knew how to get offended and honestly she didn't really feel like messing up the poor girl's face if things got heated. It was how she made her money, that would be cruel. You don't mess with another woman's paychecks, it just ain't right. "So yeah...where the hell am I?" The eternal battle cry of the 'I'm only buzzed' warrior.
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When Aki had looked away from the woman's bright eyed gaze, she ended up instead locking eyes with Fuu who was just about to take this post, "Irrashaimase, eheh!"
Not as experienced as the taller numbers who worked here, Fuu still acted like she was the bee's knees around this joint. And the thing about Aki and her expensive suit was that it made her fit in as a patron pretty fast. She looked like just about every other salary-man, only she smelt intoxicated before she'd even sat down.

The adult woman patted the sailor head-peice on her own head, and giggled bashfully.
"Why, you have arrived at shiickstii-naine... It is a Sunakku bar." Hoping that would be vague enough explain or answer their guest's curious questions, but not turn her away. "Ahem, but... we're not a... I mean, no body here..." She began dancing around a point,
"What is it Fourteen-nii?"" Fuu asked, looking up.
"None of our workers cater to... lesbians.."
Fuu pulled an absolutely appalled looking face, jumping to Aki's buzzed up side and putting her hands on her hips. "This person is looking for company and you're just going to turn them away!?" She turned to Aki and gestured a hand graciously forward through the cigarette smoke filled room and plucking a menu from the stand behind them, "Right this way oji-san, I am willing to look after you, eheh!"

Not only did Fuu fail to realize that the person she was inviting into the illegal business was a member of crime-fighting force, WDA.... But she also assumed that Aki was a man. Handing the menu to her, she straightened her short seifuku. One side had a list of bottles she could purchase, the other side had small portraits of.... sixty-nine workers.

"Have you been drinking already? Waaaooow! You can really hold your liquor~ eheh!"
Edited by bambi, Jan 10 2011, 03:08 AM.
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Aki tilted her head a bit as the less than familiar Fuu stepped up to the post. She looked damned familiar, that was certain enough but who the hell was she? It was so hard to tell in those damned wierdo stripper uniforms and how many strippers did she know in the first place? Not nearly as many as you're probably guessing right now, jerk. She grimaced at explanation of the place as it neither seemed to dismiss or accept the accusation of being a place for out of work college to girls to swing their...badoinkies.

...badoinkies?

Regardless, the answer was vague at best, or maybe it wasn't but it didn't matter because Aki didn't have the faintest friggin' clue what the hell Sunakku meant. Japanese was a weird language; did they really use weird English words for the names of things? Didn't they have their own numbers they could use for sixty-nine? Urgh, she was already getting this annoyed with just the name of the place, but she could hardly fault the bar since she had yet to actually get into the place which meant the only culprit was a lack of more alcohol. Moreover, something seemed to be making the hostess pretty damn nervous. "...Lesbian? What the hell?!" Aki was about ready to crack her head open before the other one jumped to her side. She had enough trouble being made fun of when she was sober, taking it while buzzed was like...well like poking a hornet's nest.

"Yeah you listen to your buddy here, I'm not gonna take that crap just cause I like to dress respectable-like y'got that lady?" Aki shook an intimidating fist in her direction as the other hostess carefully lead her through what was undoubtedly the smoking section of the bar. She'd never really cared much for cigarettes being ten times deadlier than alcohol with none of the wonderful side-effects. Really, what kind of sense did that make? Wait, what did her sexuality have to do with anything in the first place? Aw crap this really was a murphy bar! Aki barely picked up on being referenced to as an old man, not knowing nearly as much as she probably should about words for elders and honorifics. However, she did know something was off about that and no one had ever called her that before.

Still, this was all quickly forgotten as the wine list settled between her fingers. Aki smirked and held it up for her to see. "I'm gettin' one bottle of this and two of that, y'got it?" She flipped it over then, spotting the list of girls. "Geeze, the hell is this? Am I supposed to pick one I like or something?" That...was kind of sick. She wondered how well it payed. "Hey you're on this thing too, hostess, you really wait tables and do this kind of thing? That's a lot of work." It probably payed pretty well. The detective better up her pay or she might just come here and swing her magambos around for twice the paycheck and tips. To think those bastards got to look at her for free. Clothed, sure but still pretty damn hot.

"I ain't no lesbian, but I guess if you wanna do your job or something I'd hate to pull you away from paying customers or whatever. I got some extra cash on me I guess. You don't really have to do anything though, that'd just be kinda weird." Maybe after a few more bottles Aki maybe might consider asking her for a quick show or a lap dance or something.

That was a pretty big maybe, but Aki didn't get to make money sitting around doing nothing so why should she?
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She was amused by Aki's passing comments, and would have liked to have given more of a response than just laughter ... if only she could keep up! For this reason, clever people annoyed her.
"A lot of work, eheh?" She repeated, showing Aki to a luxurious royal blue lounge with clear view of the platform stage, "I wouldn't have accepted this job if my other boss wasn't so stingy with my paycheck, eheh!" Granted half her pay check went to paying for Jameson's services.

Even though Fuu was doing her usual bit - giggle, look away, look back and giggle again, maybe an accidental hand brush - her mind was still on Fourteen, who's head Aki had chewed off earlier. Worker number fourteen was one to cry easy after all...
"Very popular beer in Japan... Strong as vodka." She commented, turning away from Aki and repeating the order to a waitress she'd pulled from the walk over to their lounge. It took a while for simple Fuu to understand what her new patron was asking her not to do, but she eventually figured it out when the waitress whispered it to her ear.

"Ooooohhh! Um. It's okay, we don't usually do those kind of things in the public area anyway, eheh~" Fuu explained to the not-lesbian and began listing things off the top of her head she was not used to doing. "We can dance, or karaoke... Or drink and talk, ya."

The lighting was dim, and there was not much she could see of Aki even though they had made it through the thickest haze of cigarette smoke. The music was loud, but she could still hear the other person alright. And if all else fails, she could just lean closer to Mr.....

"Woops, I forgot to ask you Oji-san! What would you like me to call you by, eheh?"
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