Fantasy Magic Brew Cafè (CLOSED)

[Cryobionic]

"Ollie's..." Vincent repeated, watching her leave with widened eyes. With a small shout he got up from the couch with a speed he didn't think himself capable of. His first thought was hunters, and after surveying his living room, kitchen and bathroom, and finding no sign of the imp, or anything else remotely disturbed, he ran into the bedroom, almost expecting to see the window smashed in.


But that would be ridiculous, he realized once in there, as Ellie had been sleeping just under the thing until now. Vincent sighed and turned to exit the room, before pausing as something caught his eye. The wardrobe door was slightly open, and upon further inspection, to where the demon opened the door, he could tell that his usually neatly folded clothing had been disorganized. The cause of the closet door not closing properly was due to a pair of his jeans hanging over the middle shelf, from where he could tell that one of his shirts were missing.


With narrowed eyes, he began to think about a reason as to why, and left the apartment, his ideas still swirling around his head. The cat was also missing, which could only lead him to the most obvious explanation. As he entered the cafe, he spoke up, "Oliver left on his own," He told the room, frowning, "And the little bugger nicked my favorite shirt too."


Looking up, his eyes widened as he saw just who else was down there, tilting his head curiously to the side. "Graeme?"

 

[Elfia Nightwing]

"Now that you mention it..." Ellie looked down," She has been acting a little different," Ellie thought out loud," I just thought it was everything with her dad and suddenly becoming queen..." Ellie sighed clenching her fist.

 

[Dnaleri017]

"Well nonetheless could you enchant my little trinket?" Graeme held out the object. "I need to go back to the forest as soon as I can... as well as search for Oliver..."

 

[Elfia Nightwing]

"No,you need to rest," Ellie said sternly standing up." Your covered in wounds Greame," she sighed running a hand through her messy hair.

 

[Dnaleri017]

"Fine, I'll rest, but please help me out. If Akira goes anywhere near the dark forest without me and Alexander I'll storm the place on my own regardless of my condition." Graeme cast a spell on himself. "I'll be recovered in a couple of minutes with this spell. "Any ideas on where Oliver would have gone?"

 

[Elfia Nightwing]

Ellie shook her head sadly," No.."


She looked over at Vinny," Do you?" She asked tilting her head slightly.

 

[Cryobionic]

"I have no idea what that imp could be thinking," Vincent replied honestly, "But whatever he's up to, I'm sure he must be very confused." The demon looked over the room, his face emotionless, before walking over to the other side of the bar. After a little bit of thought, he wandered into the kitchen, emerging a short time later with a small plate, handing it to the shapeshifter with a faint smile, "I'm not very good at healing," He confessed jokingly, pointing at the slice of pie, "But this should help you along, no?"

 

[Elfia Nightwing]

Ellie pouted looking at Vinny," When were you gonna tell me we had pie?" She smiled jokingly poking Vinny's cheek.

 

[Dnaleri017]

"Mmmm, pumpkin pie. This will do great, thanks Vince." Taking the pie he began eating it with a slight smile on his face.

 

[Cryobionic]

"We always have pie..." Vincent chuckled, poking her right back, before leaning over the bar with a sigh. "So what are we going to do about all this?" He asked nobody in particular, running a hand through his messy hair.

 

[Elfia Nightwing]

Ellie sighed," I don't know....where would a imp go.." She sighed lacing her fingers with Vinny.

 

[Dnaleri017]

"I plan on going right back into the forest. I have some unfinished business there. As for Oliver, I'll keep an eye out for him." Graeme took out his spare map. "I was able to map out the dark forest, but now I need to map out their town they have. That's where your witchcraft comes in Ellie. If you're okay with it I need you to place magic runes on me. Dark magic... otherwise I won't be able to get in there..." Graeme sighed.

 

[Elfia Nightwing]

"No,"Ellie said as soon as he said dark magic," I can enchant your weapon, or make you invisible, i can even create a 60 foot teddy bear and make him do the tango, but i will NOT you use dark magic," Ellie glared at him standing up," That breaks every single rule of the Coven!"

 

[Cryobionic]

Buckley needs more people for his resistance, was the thought that ran through the small imps head as he wandered through the streets. He had acquired a new beanie from a street vendor a while back, and his horns were now safely tucked underneath the thick, black fabric. It might have looked a little odd, Oliver relented, to have a small boy walk around with a winter hat in the middle of summer, with the sun shining brightly down on him, but then again, having a small boy walk around the city in an oversized tee with the words 'demons kick ass' in the front and a kitten in his hands was maybe also kind of odd.


When he had left the cafe, the only thing on his mind was to prove to his new companions that he too could be of some use, though he soon figured out that this was more easily thought than done. With literally no idea how to proceed with his quest, he had just ended up walking around the heart of the city, trying to think of something, anything, to do to help. On his fifth time walking bast the old clocktower, he had finally given up, settling down on a nearby bench with a grumpy expression.


And that was when this notion had come to him. Buckley needed more people to combat the upcoming war, and it just so happened that Oliver knew of a group of highly dangerous, bloodthirsty beasts that would serve as an excellent addition to their already messed up gang. With a smile now growing in his freckled face, the imp leapt from his seat, startling the cat enough for her to dig her claws into his arm. Oliver didn't care though, and started taking off in the direction of the underground market, even waving at an old lady passing him by, looking at him quite perplexed.


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"What is it you want to accomplish with this?" Vincent asked Graeme sharply, his eyes narrowing to look at him, "What sort of unfinished business do you have in the dark forest, and for that matter, why would you need to go there in the first place?" The demon leaned over the counter, tilting his head curiously.

 

[Dnaleri017]

"Well long story short, they have some things they shouldn't... also the only way to get into their city is with dark magic runes on your skin... I need in." Graeme pointed at a spot on his map. "Magic barrier that only allows dark magic in or out. That's why I need Oliver, I assumed you'd say no to dark magic and I can't contact Mazus so Oliver is my trump card."

 

[Cryobionic]

"Because imps go unseen," Vincent nodded understandingly, sighing, "Well, you wont get anywhere with him still missing. We have to either wait for him to get back on his own, or go look for him." The demon looked over at Ellie with a small smile, "Or tell Akira, and have her tear apart the city."

 

[Elfia Nightwing]

Ellie turned pale pouting at Vinny," No, she'll kill you first!" She chided kissing his nose lightly.

 

[Cryobionic]

"What, why?" Vincent asked perplexed, his eyes widening a little, "It's not my fault he ran off."

 

[Dnaleri017]

"I forbid Akira from going anywhere close to that forsaken forest..." Graeme stopped shocked at his own words. "Hehe... listen to me, i'm starting to sound like her father..." Graeme got up and walked out the door. "Well if I can't help here I'll go find Oliver. Shouldn't be too tough right?" Before they could respond he closed the door behind him and walked off in silence.

 

[Elfia Nightwing]

"Because we were supposed to be watching him right?" She sighed laying her head on the bar." She's gonna flip out," Ellie whined worriedly.

 

[Cryobionic]

"So that's the gist of it, bro," Oliver finished, kicking his feet while grabbing for his drink. It had been quite easy, finding the people he had been looking for, Oliver mused happily, lifting the large goblet of beer to his lips with both hands. He had ran straight to the underground, not even looking twice at the door keeper goblin, who had let him in once he had taken off his beanie. From there he had entered the seediest looking bar he could find, and with only one minor incident from a troll woman who had wanted to bite Bratwurst's head off, he had found the experience quite fun, actually.


He had found the people almost immediately, as they were some of the most rowdy, seated in the back of the bar with multiple goblets of beer in front of them. They were shouting and laughing, some of them toppling over on their chairs. "See, if we don't fight," Oliver repeated, giggling loudly as he felt the buzz from the alcoholic drink, "The demon bitch is gonna kill us all!"


The imp's tailed curled in on it self in contentment, his yellow eyes watching the large group happily. Dimly he wondered if they had mixed something into their drinks to make them stronger, as he was only on his seventh, but he dismissed the idea. He was probably just not used to this type of beer. "So, what do you say? do'ya wanna join us? And don't worry," The imp quickly told them, remembering something important, "The leader of the resistance owns a bar. Well, not a bar per se, more like a cafe of sorts. They have moonshine though, I've seen it!" Oliver hiccuped, laughing as he saw a flicker of interest appear in their beady little eyes.


The largest of them, a loud, bearded man by the name of Mr. Shatterbelt, leaned forward, his breath hitting Oliver straight in the face as he spoke in an amused, booming voice.


"Aye, lad," The satyr chuckled, winking at the small imp while tightening the grip on his crossbow, "Should your company prove to be as amusing as you, you can bet your wriggling tail we'll join."


...............


Vincent frowned as the door banged shut, closing his eyes in defeat. At least he ate the pie before he went, he thought snidely, glancing down at the now empty plate. Only a few orange crumbs were left, the evidence the shapeshifter were ever there. That, and a few small drops of blood underneath his chair. The demon turned to Ellie, giving her a halfhearted smile. "Akira must not know," He told her finally, chuckling a little, "I don't fancy being skinned alive."


For some reason he couldn't understand, the fairy had seemed to take an almost possessive liking to the small creature, and it perplexed him to no end. Beck where he came from, imps were viewed as bothersome pests, really. They were useful, sure, but not exactly grand company. The demon shook his head in bewildered wonderment, "I guess it's nothing we can do but wait now, huh?"


@Elfia Nightwing


@Dnaleri017


(Don't blame me, blame the tunes.)

 

[Elfia Nightwing]

Ellie smiled, picking up Graeme's plate walking to the kitchen," Maybe because Olivers free to do whatever he pleases," she started, cleaning up the plate putting it on the rack to dry," At the end of the day Akira is a princess and shackled with responsibilities, Oliver on the other end of spectrem is free to do as he pleases," Ellie turned to Vinny," Maybe she misses that freedom," she finished up.

 

[Cryobionic]

"Hm?" Vincent asked distractedly, broken from his train of thought, before what she had said registered in his mind. Weird, He thought, it's almost as if she read my mind. The demon turned to face her, tilting his head curiously, "But why would that make her so possessive of him, though?" He asked, "Jealousy usually spawns hate, does it not?"

 

[Elfia Nightwing]

"Not really... When Estelle was little and jealous of other people she would follow them around and mimic them," Ellie smiled walking behind the bar, begining to brew a pot of camomile tea," Jelously can manifest it's self in different forms,"

 

[Cryobionic]

"Huh," Vincent mused, thinking it over. Every time he had experienced jealously first hand, he had always gone mental trying to figure out the why, what and how. At least as far as he could remember. He gave her a curious smile, leaning over the counter top, "Have you ever been jealous of someone?" he asked, genuinely interested.