Worst log ever

[echo_of_a_jedi]

Who: Meetra and OPEN
Where: Pisces Floor 9 Laundromat
Summary: Laundry
Warnings: Mundanity

As much as she was concerned with unraveling the mysteries of this city, today was Saturday, and Meetra had learned that Saturday was the day for doing mundane chores you normally don't think about when working a steady job or saving the galaxy.

Particularly, it was a day for buying yourself more than one set of clothes, like after she first got here, or washing them, like right now. In particular, Meetra was out of her usual robe and wearing a black t-shirt and gray sweatpants that would probably be disconcerting to anyone she knew at home, or anyone who had wardrobe expectations of Jedi. On the other hand, they were comfortable enough to wear under her robe that it's not like anyone would normally notice. So attired, she was meditating on the circular motion of the coin-operated washing machine. And by meditating we mean staring at it.

"Something about this seems inefficient, but I can't put my finger on it..."

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[echo_of_a_jedi]

"Mine should be dry in a few minutes," she said, nodding toward a dryer. "I need to find somewhere that sells suitable robes, really. I feel as naked as you look without one."

Meetra paused and considered. "Aren't there a lot of job openings here? You seem like a pretty capable person. There's also enough cheap shops I've been able to buy this stuff on my stipend, although I've mostly been eating those instant noodle things instead of real food in exchange."

[demifemme]

Shura nodded. "Thank you." She then snorted. "Yeah, there are a lot of job openings, but I don't have a lot of 'job skills'. When my world ended, school ended too, and I wasn't done yet. Plus, my bosses tend to find me 'rude to customers', so I don't have very positive recommendations..." She sighed. "All I'm good for is killing things. I've signed up to be a guinea pig but they haven't contacted me back yet."

[echo_of_a_jedi]

"I really doubt that's all you're good for, even if it's what you're used to...," Meetra said. "Besides, in a place like this city, I would think there's a lot of opportunities for a warrior to make money."

There sure as hell had been everywhere else she'd been lately.

[demifemme]

"I want to re-enter the tournament when it comes again, maybe I'll win this time. I've been training my Personas this time around! But aside from that, I'm a bit stumped for ideas..."

[echo_of_a_jedi]

"Well, I look forward to seeing that. In the meantime..."

She paused, and thought. In the meantime, her dryer buzzed, and she pulled out her long brown robe to hand to Shura while she piled everything else into a bag for later sorting.

[demifemme]

"Ah, thank you," Shura said as she wrapped herself in the warm robe. "Much better." Hopefully her own laundry would not take too long.

[echo_of_a_jedi]

Ah, the joys of a freshly cleaned, warm robe. Meetra was happy to be able to share them.

"Maybe some kind of manual labor would work?" she suggested. "Do they use droids for construction here or are we a little before that?"

[demifemme]

"Way before that I think," she says with a chuckle. "I admit I've never thought of construction work..."

[echo_of_a_jedi]

"You're a strong woman. I think physical labor would suit you, even if it isn't fighting," she said.