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Marinette Cheng is on her way out of the restaurant, but forgets something, and Eren Jäger, her waiter, chases her down. eren starts.

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[Eren Jäger]

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[attr="class","afir2"]ARMED & READY

[attr="class","afir3"]It happens every night. I watch my world ignite, but there's no waking from this nightmare. The stage is always set, the place I can't forget, the hidden eyes that I can feel there...But this is not a dream, my mind repeats the scene, I can't forget it and it's torture! That was before. But not any more. I've left it behind...

[attr="class","afir4"]It was difficult to say that he fell easily into the work. In comparison to the soldier life he was used to it, being a 'waiter' was laughably easy to pick up. It required little dexterity, a few memorized lines and menus, and...that was it. All in all, Eren would've found it boring, exceedingly unchallenging had it not been for the fact that it required one thing, a skill set he was not well-versed in...negotiation. Or social skills, in broader words. Yes, apparently the best way to do the job and make money was to be as likable and as helpful as possible. He could see the sense behind it, technically they were basically just paid servants, and servants got by on best behavior (although the comparison left something of a bitter taste in his mouth). But it wasn't Eren's preferred method of financial gain, if that's what he had to do survive. There were many job offerings going around, and with new residents cropping up every day or so they said, new businesses opened up too, every week if not every day.

He hadn't lacked options, hadn't been starving for this...so why, exactly, had he thought to end up here? If Eren was forced to tell the truth...it was because he'd been nervous, unsure. Because of the advancements this world had in technology, in freedom, in everything. His counselor had told him it would be easier, the best way to get him used to daily life - to pick up a non-stressful job, but now Eren was going stir-crazy here and he thought it was causing more stress than needed.

Even more so when things like this happened. It'd started off innocent enough, just another young lady taking her order, finishing her meal with a 'thank you' as he strained what he hoped was a welcoming and grateful smile. It had slipped his mind to double check her table and seating when she left, as his break was coming up soon and it was all he could think about, but when he went to wipe the table down about a minute later...

Her bag was still there in the seat, and he panicked just a little. Eren was sure that with his lackluster performance that he'd potentially get fired over something like this, because the owner's patience with new arrivals could only go so far. He moved as fast as he could, scooping up the bag and dashing out of the restaurant with a rushed explanation to one of his co-workers. Eren came out and took a breath of fresh air, golden eyes darting about. He spotted the customer there, just about to turn a corner and sprinted off again, thankful for his physical training as he caught up to her in no time. With any luck, he would be back before the manager noticed anything about him taking a break a few minutes too early. "Miss! You forgot your bag!" He called, slowing his pace as he caught up.

[attr="class","afir5"]0500 words - Marinette Cheng - this temp is 2 intense for waiter!eren but *uses it*

PHARAOH LEAP.

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[Marinette Cheng]

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BE TRANSFORMED

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AND WHEN THE FIRE'S AT MY FEET AGAIN

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[attr="class","kiminoleft"] [attr="class","kiminoimg"] [attr="class","kiminolyric"] I WILL RISE [attr="class","kiminolyric2"] I won't just survive Oh, you will see me thrive Can't write my story I'm beyond the archetype I won't just conform No matter how you shake my core 'Cause my roots, they run deep, oh [attr="class","kiminothing"] Eren Jäger

[attr="class","kiminoright"] Ugh she needed to relax. Seriously. There were so many worries and doubts whirling through her head that Marinette wasn't sure which thoughts were hers anymore. Which were her own thoughts, and which were her doubts. Even here where she had a job and a life it still felt like she was living a life that wasn't hers. Ladybug had been her only connection with being even the least bit useful, the least bit of help for anyone. Now she was just bumbling, clumsy, useless Marinette who made mistakes wherever she went without fail. Ladybug was unstoppable now, both inside and out. Fighting crimes better than she ever had. [break][break] Fighting alongside Chat Noir who would never know that it was someone else under that mask.[break][break] STOP! That was enough!!! Here she had the chance to forget everything from her home in Paris. A new start! She should be embracing this not putting herself down about it. OK so she couldn't become Ladybug anymore. Big deal! it really was to be entirely honest There was no need for heroes here so she could just be... boring old Marinette and no one would mind. Yeah. That was what she could do.[break][break] With those thoughts under her belt, she'd stormed out of her apartment and gone elsewhere. 'Elsewhere' turned out to be a cafe which was quaint but Marinette had always adored placed like that. The ones who had a feel like the bakery her parents had worked in back home, the place that she'd grown up and expected to grow old. Not to mention that the food there was delicious and the man serving her seemed so kind. Or at least as un-Chloe like as she could find. As long as no one like Chloe showed up then... well maybe she might be able to live like any other person here. Normal. No superheroes, no akumas, no identity problems.[break][break] To say the least that visit had completely calmed her down. At least until she reached down to her bag like she always did, a habit from when Tikki had lived there, but there was nothing to tap. Like a huge, gaping hole. How could she have forgotten something so important?! Ugh that was such a clumsy thing to do. Meaning that it was so HER. She had just been about to race back inside when she saw the waiter run out, carrying her bag. A sigh of relief would escape her as Marinette struggled not to collapse to the ground right then and there.[break][break] "Oh thank you so much! I felt lost without it. I can't believe I left it behind hahaha..." Her voice would trail off before she reached out to take her possession. "Um... is there anything I can do to repay you? Most people would've just left the bag there but you came all this way to find me so..."

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