The Red Moon Of Rosantine

_ DREAMS _ 05

With that, he walked into the mirror like portal and poof. He was gone.

Eloria had reached her working cafe, wore her apron and headphones on and had started to work. Without a single helping hand, she was pretty quick and had the record of serving almost 117 orders in a day, be it huge orders or small ones. When it came to that, she didn’t know she was fast either. She would simply be immersed in music and her work so deep without a care of what’s going around her, and wouldn’t bother interfering in problems that weren’t related to her. It was her 28th order of the day when someone threw a coffee bean at her with high speed and she caught it. After catching it, she sighed (just like Xilver ) and looked at the person who threw it and frowned at totori.

“what is it?”

she asked as she put her headphones down and totori chuckled slowly saying

“just missing my pep talks with my lady, nothing more nothing less.”

Eloria frowned once again but then stopped. she glanced at totori with a faint smirk and held the coffee bean front high, closed her one eye to aim at totori, took a gentle spin and threw it back at her with speed faster then the blink of an eye.

The coffee bean had made a small hole in the wall behind totori as her color worn off and she squealed, her eyes widened. Totori looked at the hole from the right corner of her eye and yelled at eloria

“the hell was that for?! You almost killed me!!”

eloria shrugged and replied with a ~I don’t know~ expression, which pissed totori off. She started again with her lectures with eloria having no humor and being such a workaholic whereas eloria put her headphones again, continued to work. As soon as she wore the headphones and the music flowed in her mind, lighting every inch of her body with energy. She moved and worked with the rhythm of the music, amazing everyone around herself once again. Totori was having a fit over this but then sighed in defeat and stretched, knuckling her fists as she got to work too. Eloria and totori were on same terms when it came to work and speed, and second to eloria’s record was totori’s, serving a exact of 90 orders in a day. The reason to her being second was because she was called by the manager for some reason and had to stop. The other staff of the café on the other hand stood back as usual, watching two storms wrecking the café counter so elegantly that most of the time customers would think of it as a show and would pay extra tips, which in the end helped in the profit of the café. Their movements would sometimes look like snakes, or flowers, and so many other things but their every move showed grace and perfection. At the end of the day, they both had equal servings and went home together. On the way back home eloria had told totori about the weird dream she had and totori ended up laughing at her saying she was way too good to go crazy and kill someone not to mention her own brother without whom she couldn’t possibly live. Eloria was mad at her for mocking her but at some point, felt relief that it held no meaning.