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Fantasy Magic Brew Cafè (CLOSED)

Akira smiled and giggled at Oliver's Apology "Why are you Apologizing Oliver? You didn't do anything wrong. You can tackle me in a hug anytime" she said it all lightly and happily her eyes twinkling with love and amusement.


@Cryobionic
 
"I..." Oliver began, frowning as he heard his voice crack a little. He looked around the portal room, and found that everybody's eyes were trained on him, varying in different degrees of amusement. The imp opened his mouth to say something, but stopped himself confusedly as nothing came out. Finally, he looked at Akira, his eyes a little lost. "... I don't really... know what to do now."
 
Vahl was in the middle of lacing up his pants and seemed undeterred from the task even when the shirt was flung at him, blanketing his vision in sable and cotton. Fingers working deftly, he finished and pulled the shirt into both hands as if to examine it. Instead he came up behind Serathi. The blonde curls were in the way and he scooped them up to smooth them down her back before leaning in to skim his lips against her bare shoulder. "I bit you too hard," he murmured, grazing over the bruised skin. There was an indefinite pause, as if he meant to continue from last night, but instead he slipped his shirt over his head, smoothing out the creases. Then he reached past her and retrieved his vest, hanging precariously on one of the extended lamps.


"I'll see what I can do," he told her, obtaining the rest of his things and fitting them back onto his person. "If you feel like keeping me company while I'm away, please don't hesitate to join me."


In the span of a breath the wisp made a quick exit and in the next moment was stepping smoothly out into the night air of the city. He had required little direction of where he needed to go. Serathi had already mentioned a cafe, and when he had 'accidentally' run into Jun earlier, Vahl had caught sight of the sign pressed just inside one of the windows. It took only a few minutes to arrive back into the familiar alleyway, and without pause he stepped inside the cafe.
 
Akira smiled gently placing her hand on his head kneeling down a little bit so she was completely level with him looking into his eyes. "What do you want to do Oliver?"


@Cryobionic
 
Zero reached over and grabbed his cigarette that was still lit in the ashtray as he began to smoke. He looked to see another person walk in the cafe but the man didn't seem important so he went back to reading ocassionally dumping the ash into the ashtray as the smell of cigarette smoke began to fill the air slightly. He then discarded his cigarette completely once it was all used up as he finished drinking his coffee. After awhile he got bored so he began to do stuff with the shadows like make them into shadow clouds that swirled in front of him to making a scene of shadow horses running. It was kinda cute if you ignore the whole fact that the shadows are literally moving and that their in the form of a horse.
 
"Ah, there's no need to worry yourself too much, Mrs. Cromwell!" Vincent exclaimed with a happy laugh, winking at the old witch, "We just ran into a spot of trouble is all. You know how troublesome this life can be, I'm sure." He grabbed the bottle of brandy off the counter, filling up her glass, ignoring her refusals. "Tch," He tutted, shaking his head with a dimpled smile, "A lady of your refined tastes deserves nothing by the best, I assure you. This one's on the house, Bernie."


Vincent turned away from the spluttering witch, a smirk playing on his lips. No matter how intense Mrs. Cromwell could be at times, he really had missed her constant chattering and rumor mongering quite a lot more than he had expected. Besides, it was always fun to indulge her, as he really was quite fond of the old crone.


Turning to the next customer, Vincent chuckled at the order of honey dew, demanded quite adamantly by a trio of pixies sitting on a few strategically placed matchboxes. The demon turned around, and went to find the thimbles.
 
Graeme followed the odd person into the cafe walking past him and sitting near Vincent at the bar. "I need something heavy, really heavy. Keep it coming too, shapeshifters immune system isn't affected by alcohol too much." Graeme added a comment thinking Vincent would ask, "I'd rather not say why, just keep my mind away from the topic." He wrote on a small slip of paper and passed it to him. It read "I don't like the new guy, he seems shifty, though I'm pissed so it could just be that, I'd keep an eye on him though, just in case." @Cryobionic


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Gnag popped out of his cupboard and skittered onto the man's table. "The bloody hell are ye doin wit them shadows laddie?" He stared at the man intently. @Archdemon
 
Oliver shook his head, trying to clear it. "I'm not sure," He told her honestly, feeling kind of lost and out of place now that he had time to think about it. He grabbed Bratwurst off the floor, hugging her to his cheek, "What do you wanna do?"


@RegalWindstar
 
Akira smiled "Its fine Oliver, you don't have to rush things. Take your time and think about it. You don't need to make any decisions right now. Except for one, do you still want to stay here with me?" @Cryobionic
 
"Moonshine it is, then," Vincent chirped brightly pouring some into a glass for the agitated looking shapeshifter, before turning to his new waiter, "Go around and see if people need anything, drinks, food and stuff. If they do, take their order and bring it to the kitchen." He told him with a small smile, handing Graeme the drink. "Be careful with that, it's pretty strong."


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"Yes," Oliver responded, maybe a little too quickly. He bit his lip again, his previous wound stinging, "If that's okay."
 
Cryobionic said:
"Moonshine it is, then," Vincent chirped brightly pouring some into a glass for the agitated looking shapeshifter, before turning to his new waiter, "Go around and see if people need anything, drinks, food and stuff. If they do, take their order and bring it to the kitchen." He told him with a small smile, handing Graeme the drink. "Be careful with that, it's pretty strong."
.........


"Yes," Oliver responded, maybe a little too quickly. He bit his lip again, his previous wound stinging, "If that's okay."
Graeme disregarded the warning of the moonshine and downed it rather quick. "It's nothing."


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Gnag got bored quickly with the man not answering and yelled at Axton. "Oye, ya blundering idot! Tell demonboy thar tha I want my mint tea!" "Ye, wha he said!" "Dun spill it eitha, less ye want the insane imp, me, to follow ye home!" "O' ell love tha!" Gnag cackled and fell off the table immediately getting up and skittering to his cupboard. @Tazmodo
 
Dnaleri017 said:
Graeme disregarded the warning of the moonshine and downed it rather quick. "It's nothing."
............


Gnag got bored quickly with the man not answering and yelled at Axton. "Oye, ya blundering idot! Tell demonboy thar tha I want my mint tea!" "Ye, wha he said!" "Dun spill it eitha, less ye want the insane imp, me, to follow ye home!" "O' ell love tha!" Gnag cackled and fell off the table immediately getting up and skittering to his cupboard. @Tazmodo
Axton stopped in his tracks he slowly turned around. His face was expressionless. "Sir please don't call me tbat my name is Axton. Also I will get your drink is there anything else you would like." His face was expressionless but his eyes were piercing.
 
Tazmodo said:
Axton stopped in his tracks he slowly turned around. His face was expressionless. "Sir please don't call me tbat my name is Axton. Also I will get your drink is there anything else you would like." His face was expressionless but his eyes were piercing.
"Axton, almost souns like Ass ton" cackling he shook his head and closed his cupboard door. Leaving the sounds of banging to be heard as he worked on his home. "If ye can't smell tha mint it ain't enough laddie!"
 
Dnaleri017 said:
"Axton, almost souns like Ass ton" cackling he shook his head and closed his cupboard door. Leaving the sounds of banging to be heard as he worked on his home. "If ye can't smell tha mint it ain't enough laddie!"
Action sighed and got the drink. "Don't coke." He said with a smile. He turned back and walked to Vincent. "Is he always like this or am I just unlucky."


 
@Cryobionic
 
Vincent laughed, "Oh, from what I've seen, he's always like this," He chuckled shaking his head at the imp's silliness. "And I thought Oliver was bad," He muttered, rolling his eyes as he heard a rather loud bang from the cupboard.
 
Cryobionic said:
Vincent laughed, "Oh, from what I've seen, he's always like this," He chuckled shaking his head at the imp's silliness. "And I thought Oliver was bad," He muttered, rolling his eyes as he heard a rather loud bang from the cupboard.
Axron frowned. "Yayy" he said sarcastically. He went looking for other customers to serve.
 
Zero watched as the imp scurried off doing whatever, he quickly dissolved his shadows and checked if everything was still there. With a sigh of relief he saw that his cigarette pack and lighter where still there. He put his files away in a case right next to him and he just continued to make shadow animations this time it was a hunter looking for deer in a forested area. He then saw the lone waiter looking for someone to serve..... Or at least it seemed like it so he motioned him over and once he arrived zero said "I'd like some Whiskey please...... If you have it........"


@Tazmodo
 
"I never said I didn't like him," Vincent chuckled, cleaning up the discarded, empty glasses from a group of leaving nymphs, "He's just... eccentric, is all." He smiled, shaking his head. As if in response to his statement, there was an odd drilling sound now escaping from the cupboard.
 
" I didn't think the hammer could do all that?..." She mused, as she started to make a fresh pot of green tea. " I kinda wanna see what he's doing," she laughed.
 
"Well," Vincent mused, grabbing the jar of mint off the shelf, handing it to her, "He requested a cup of mint tea earlier. There's you excuse!" He laughed, glancing down at the cupboard with amusement twinkling in his eyes, "But really, how much could he have managed to get done in there with nothing but a hammer and a hoodie?"
 

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