Fantasy Magic Brew Cafè (CLOSED)

[Skaggon]

She yawned then cracked an eye open, "I'm just curious, I've never met a vampire before, at least not to my knowledge." She said, then turned slightly and peeked inside the cafe, quirking a brow when she heard the conversation going on inside. It was weird but she had talked about much odder subjects before.
@Tazmodo

Eric smiled. "I'm glad you think so kindly of me or well my species. What are you? You look human but I can tell your not." He heard every word from inside but decided not to react to it.

 

[DestinyRed]

"Well I tend not to judge a book by it's cover." She muttered then laughed quietly when she heard the teasing going on inside, "And I'm complicated. That's what I am." She said with a frown, "You know what sucks? I looked up my species and absolutely nothing. Came up. Zip. Zilch. Zero."


@Tazmodo

 

[Skaggon]

"Well I tend not to judge a book by it's cover." She muttered then laughed quietly when she heard the teasing going on inside, "And I'm complicated. That's what I am." She said with a frown, "You know what sucks? I looked up my species and absolutely nothing. Came up. Zip. Zilch. Zero."
@Tazmodo

He leaned onto her. "Well then maybe your just special. One of a kind. That's not such a bad thing right?"

 

[DestinyRed]

"It is for me..." she said quietly then stood up slamming her eyes shut as the dizzy spell decided to act up again, "I'm going inside." She said without any warning then walked inside, past the group talking and tip toed into the backroom. Raya had left some Ibuprofen in there there other day and at the moment she could use something to counter the disorientation. She quietly snuck in then started digging around for the bottle that would keep her head in tact.

 

[thistle]

The bed beside her began to stir as Jun peeked open both eyes, blinking drearily under the covers. Automatically, arms curled beneath one of the extra pillows, seeking the warmth it had stolen from him earlier, and he rolled onto his side to spot Raya, stooped before something in the evening light. As the noises from the main room grew with slow clarity the shade crawled out from the cave of blankets and propped a chin on the edge of a pillow. "Raya?" he mumbled, yawning. "You're back. It sounds like everyone is." He sighed, relieved by the fact as he quietly check marked everyone's name as he caught their voices in the background.


An involuntary shiver ran up his spine then. Although he felt well rested from the hours he had managed to snatch, there was this unshakable chill that continued to bundle around him, and the shade remained comfortably between the sheets.


@DestinyRed

 

[Skaggon]

"It is for me..." she said quietly then stood up slamming her eyes shut as the dizzy spell decided to act up again, "I'm going inside." She said without any warning then walked inside, past the group talking and tip toed into the backroom. Raya had left some Ibuprofen in there there other day and at the moment she could use something to counter the disorientation. She quietly snuck in then started digging around for the bottle that would keep her head in tact.

Eric sat there for a second stairing at the floor. He slowly stood up and walked in after her. "Hey I'm sorry. It was a touchy subject and I pushed it.

 

[DestinyRed]

Raya turned when she heard her name, "Oh your awake. Are you feeling better?" She asked, genuine worry tangled up in her voice, "And ya. Everyones here and teasing Ellie.." She said then turned to keep searching for the bottle when Eric walked in, "Oh it's fine! I'm just not feeling well." She said quietly, then bit her lip, "Um... If you guys don't Already know eachother, Jun this is Eric... and Eric this is Jun." She said sheepishly, not at all acting like that energetic kid who wanted to enjoy the festival earlier. She found some awkward tension in the air, mainly because Eric apologized about something right in front of Jun, which left Jun clueless to what he was talking about... she facepalmed then looked at the two, "Um..." then silently turned around and continued her search.


@thistle @Tazmodo

 

[thistle]

The shade inclined his head to where she gestured before sitting up. He wavered once as a dizzy spell caught him before finding his bearings and holding a hand out to the man who stood in the doorway. "I haven't introduced myself to the newer guests," Jun said, remaining bundled in the sheets that seemed to swamp him, "so I guess I should start here. My name is Jun."


@Tazmodo

 

[Skaggon]

Eric shoook his hand. "Nice to meet you Jun. I'm Eric the vampire." He turned back to Raya. "Why did you just walk away like that I didn't mean to make you mad." @DestinyRed @thistle

 

[thistle]

Jun withdrew his hand back into the coverlets, slightly surprised the introduction had been so brief. Based on the subject of the conversation, he suddenly felt awkward after rising from a nap and finding himself in the middle of a conversation that seemed to have been going on for a while now. He shuffled his feet, considering whether he should go or not, and accidentally kicked a plastic bag that Raya still seemed to be picking through.


He leaned over, pretending to see what his foot had hit, and asked the girl in quiet interest, "What are you looking for? And," he tapped her shoulder, his fist a bundle of blankets, "I think he's asking you something."


@Tazmodo


@DestinyRed

 

[DestinyRed]

She furrowed her eyebrow's, shaking her head then looked at Jun, "The medicine I bought for Ellie, I'm not feeling good." She said quietly then looked at Eric furrowing her brows, "Maybe the subject is touchy, I almost got myself killed today because of my stupud 'special' powers! I just prefer not to get upset with people! Just drop the subject. I'm tired and dizzy and I'm in freaking pain so just go away." She snapped then marched over to the bathroom and closed the door.


She glared at the mirror when she saw her reflection, then noticed the pills.


After taking one she slid down against the wall and closed her eyes. Her head was spinning, and and there was still a dull pain, at this point she just wated to go to sleep. Raya had nearly forgotten how stupid she was earlier. She had practically charged at death and the most horrifying part was she couldn't do anything about it. She couldn't remember ever being that scared... she sighed then sat down on the floor and waited for the dizziness to go away even though she knew it'd take a good hour.


@thistle @Tazmodo

 

[Cryobionic]

The world was spinning, growing and shrinking. The imp leaned his back against the counter top, placing the back of his head against the wooden surface, making his dark locks spill our around him like an evil looking halo. A small, slightly confused smile was on his face as he watched the flashing lights of the overhead lamps swing back and forth in a circle pattern.


Normally, this would have probably made the imp sick to his stomach, but not this time. For some unknown reason, he only felt a mixture of fullness, happiness and numbness. It was bothering him a little, but he couldn't really make out the uncomfortable sensation of not knowing why enough to care, so he didn't, and instead just laid there, his slender body forming a sideways U shape over the bar.


It was no question about who was responsible for his current state of tired restlessness, and he turned his head to glance at the culprit. The empty, clear bottle stood there, leering back at him. Oliver smiled at it, hiccuping a little bit. "We're both empty," He murmured to the bottle, "You and I."


Then, he realized with a start that he was talking to an inanimate object, and his eyes widened a tad, wondering if this was a result of the alcohol, or of his steadily more broken mind. The imp lifted his left hand, the limb feeling a lot more heavy than he was used to, and kind of let it fall limp over his chest not bothering to hold it up any longer than he had to, his fingers clutching the soft fabric of his hoodie.


"But I don't feel empty anymore," He continued, looking away from the bottle, rubbing his hand against his chest with a content, relieved sigh. "It kinda... feels like I've just..."


Oliver's eyes shot open, widening to the size of dinner plates as his body lurched forward in realization, sending him sprawling to the floor in a flourish. Suddenly, everything came back to him, and in the span on only a few seconds he understood why he had been feeling so exhausted and weird since coming back from the festival, why his eyes had suddenly changed and why he was feeling so much more... calm than normal.


Oliver got to his feet quickly, letting out a curse, scanning the spinning room for any sign of white hair. "Jun!"

 

[thistle]

In all honesty, Jun didn't mind silence. Having lived beside himself his entire existence, the shade sometimes wondered at what exact point he had begun to favor the lively atmosphere of the cafe rather than the outdoors.


That being said the silence that penetrated the room he was sitting in at the moment was a bit too awkward for comfort. After Raya had disappeared into the bathroom, pills in hand, Eric had seemed to just...lull into stillness. He didn't quite know if it was from shock or bewilderment but none the less, the shade responded immediately when he heard his name called from outside. Relieved from the odd situation, the shade forgot himself and dragged the blankets after him, still wrapped into a white bundle as he spotted the one calling for him.


The mix of urgency and excitement in the imp's tone made Jun quirk an eyebrow as he shuffled to the edge of available shadow. "Oliver? What's wrong?" For some inexplicable reason another shudder ran down him, this one much stronger than the last.

 

[Cryobionic]

Oliver looked around, and halted in his search as he watched a levitating bundle of blankets make their way towards him. The imp blinked, his light green eyes widening into a confused stare for a moment. Briefly, he wondered if he really was loosing his mind, thinking back to his rather unsettling conversation with the bottle, but then, the bundle entered the shadows, and the imp burst out into drunken giggles, forgetting all about his realization for a few seconds.


"You look like an overweight ghost!" He wheezed out between peals of high pitched giggles, sending a grin the shades way. After a few moments, the imp managed to compose himself enough to stand upright, and that was when he noticed the slight pull in his chest, bringing him back to reality with a sobering crash.


"Promise you wont be mad." He murmured urgently, pursing his lips in a nervous act of hesitancy.

 

[thistle]

Given that he was more familiar with Oliver's demeanor, Jun took little offense at the comment. Admittedly, it was effective in making him self-conscious but he gripped the blankets all the tighter. He was surprised to find his legs wobble unsteadily beneath him and not wanting to greet everyone by plunging unexpectedly to the floor, Jun steadied himself against the wall.


"It's just cold, that's all," he replied as Oliver's laughter eventually died down. The new note of uncertainty caught Jun's attention, and again the shade's brows furrowed as he noticed the gaze that stared back at him. "Your eyes - they're... Were they always like that?"

 

[sgtmickey]

Ashes rolls on the floor toward people and runs into someones' legs " nya O3O " Ashes' animalistic instincts began to kick in as cats crave attention so he became antsy and tried to get their attention

 

[Cryobionic]

"It's not just cold," The imp shook his head quickly from side to side, making his dark locks fly around his face, "T's really not, and... now, they're usually yellow. They.. um, well they only really change depending on who I'm bonded to at the moment." Oliver looked down, his left hand coming up to press against his chest once more, before peering up at the shade again, "Well... I kinda forgot about the entire thing, really, 'cause I got hit on the head pretty hard back at the festival, and then everything else happened, and then... and then nobody would listen, remember?"


Oliver bit his lip nervously, before looking straight into Jun's honey colored eyes, figuring it would be best to just say it as it were, "And I kinda, sorta... you know... bondedmyselftoyoutogetpeopletosafety." he blurted hurriedly, his eyes going a little wide, his fingers tightening over his hoodie covered chest.

 

[sgtmickey]

" NYAAAAAAAHHHH ( ⊃･ ◡ ･)⊃ " Ashes rolled backward and back into whoever's legs he was bumping against * /(.□. /) ︵╰( .□.)╯︵ (\ .□.)\ *

 

[thistle]

It was hard to concentrate.


Oliver's string of words, spoken so swiftly they sounded like one monstrous clash of cleverly woven syllables, combined by the fact that something was persistent in gaining either of their attention as it rolled continuously on the floor, reduced the shade to numb, continuous blinking. When the shutter like vision made him disoriented he stopped and put a hand to his brow, then to his cheeks, and felt no excessive warmth. There was no fever to blame for what he had just heard from Oliver, and going over the words in his mind - this time more slowly - a flicker of comprehension came over Jun's expression.


"We're...attached?" It sounded strange to admit such a thing but the invisible pull he had experienced earlier suddenly seemed to make sense. As he gazed at Oliver with widened eyes, he could almost feel the magnetic tension coming from the imp. "But how? Was that after you - At the fair - our foreheads...?" He gestured in the air while he continued the broken set of sentences, then, making up his mind and not wanting to delve further into the subject, Jun pushed aside his curiosities.


Glancing at the familiar faces that still remained at the bar, Jun resumed in a more collected voice. "Everyone was able to make it back because of you. You.." he quieted, took a breath, and resumed, "You did that. And they're safe. Because of what might have happened earlier, seeing everyone here is all that matters now." Fingers rested against his chest, where he could feel the pull at its strongest. "Will this be permanent though?"

 

[Cryobionic]

No," Oliver frowned, shaking his head again, his senses suddenly going haywire due to his alcohol intake. The imp went a little cross-eyed, before looking up at Jun again, his expression a little stern, "You did that. Everyone is safe because of you." He urged, slurring a little with his words while gesturing to the cafe as a whole, feeling it necessary to get this information across as clearly as possible. The shade didn't seem particularly infuriated with having his soul intruded upon so rudely, and Oliver was a little confused as to why that was, but he didn't comment on it. Better to not poke a potentially sleeping dragon.


"I can't just do stuff like that on my own, it was your energy that brought them here, not... not mine," He continued, looking down, "I'm sorry for draining you, by the way." He added silently, picking at his hoodie strings distractedly, a small frown hidden under his bangs. Doing something like that, without the consent of the other person involved, was really considered a huge taboo. Though, of course, the shade didn't know that. "It's not s'posed to be permanent," He told him after a few seconds of silence, looking up with a tiny smile, his green eyes glinting in amusement, "But you have to cancel the contract, since it's your soul and all. You call the shots. Just say you release me from your service or something, it's really not that complicated." He giggled softly.

 

[thistle]

Jun stared out to where Oliver's hand gestured. I did that? he wondered silently.


He wished to argue against his friend's claim, for Jun did not recall laying a hand on any of them, let alone hauling them all back to the cafe. Unfortunately, there was no reason to press them into an argument. He was awful when it came to them - even a magically infused talking turnip could outmatch him in a contest of words. Jun had no chance trying to give Oliver the credit he deserved, and tried to address the current issue. "Will it hurt canceling the contract?" he asked, beginning to reach out to steady the wavering imp before he regained his balance, "Are you going to be alright?"


The blankets suddenly seemed like a nuisance in his hands, and he dropped them abruptly, relinquished of the extra weight as it thumped against the ground.

 

[Cryobionic]

"It shouldn't," Oliver replied, smiling, "At least not much. I think the most severe thing that'll happen is that..." The imp scrunched up his nose as the room started spinning again, but pressed on regardless, "Is that you'll get a little lightheaded from all of your energy returning at once. And maybe you'll feel a little mischievous." He shrugged, giggling a little as a image of the white haired shade playing a prank on the inhabitants of the cafe came unbidden into his mind. Oliver shook his head with a grin,


"'Cause it's kinda like... sucking ketchup back into the tube or something like that. You'll pick up the stuff around it right?" His attempted drunk explanations seemed pretty damn accurate to him, "So that's whats it gonna feel like. I think, I haven't really ever been on the owner side before." He snorted.

 

[thistle]

"Ketchup?" The analogy was so nonsensical that Jun hesitated, simply because he feared what the end result would do for the both of them. Then a thought occurred to him, one that made his jaw drop as he continued to watch the imp.


Maybe Oliver was acting this way because Jun didn't possess a strong enough spirit to allow him to function properly. That would explain the previous wobbling, the endless stammering and confusion of speech, and the odd smell wafting from the imp's breath every time he spoke.


Never mind the fact that Jun had been passed out during Oliver's previous moonshine indulgences, or that an empty bottle remained where Oliver had left it earlier, spotless and completely empty.


Hoping to spare the imp of his feeble, nutrient-lacking soul, Jun clasped both hands to Oliver's shoulders as if he feared the ground would cave beneath the imp at any moment. "I release you from your duty!" he said hurriedly. Poor Oliver - it had been his fault all along for that mindless stumbling about.

 

[Cryobionic]

Oliver tensed at the word 'release', memories of what had happened the last time he had done this, to Alexander, flashing up unbidden into his mind. He cringed slightly, expecting... well, anything other then what happened to happen. As the last syllable of Jun's sentence reached his ears, he was prepared to feel anything from a slight tingling sensation as the shade's soul piece left his body, to full blown tearing pain as he had when the fairies soul had been ripped out. Instead though, the sensation was an entirely new one. It was the undeniable sensation of...


Nothing.


No pain, no tingling and not even burning. As a matter of fact, Oliver couldn't really feel anything different, and he clutched his hand to his chest, looking down confused, then up at Jun. Maybe it was the alcohol that was numbing his senses, surely that must have been it. "Do you... Do you feel any different?" He asked the shade, a bewildered frown appearing on his face, "Are my eyes back to normal?"

 

[thistle]

Jun clenched and unclenched his fists, not realizing he was digging the respective fingers into Oliver's shoulders, and when he didn't feel anything, he released him. Looking completely baffled while he patted himself down to make sure nothing had changed, Jun raised wondering eyes to Oliver. Sure, he had felt something slip from him, but what it was was anything beyond description.


He simply felt...like himself. Starting, Jun noticed the shivering had disappeared as well, along with the chill from earlier. It no longer clung to his spine, and his face brightened, wanting to thank Oliver. But with the cold now lifted, it opened a flood gate of heat that had been kept behind doors for far too long.


In an instant it rushed the shade's body, to the ends of his toes and the tips of his finger tips. The sensation was so sudden that it caught Jun by surprise when it hit his head in a mad, heat filled wave. Overwhelmed by the vertigo, golden orbs fell back into his head as the shade collapsed bodily to the floor - the very thing he had been avoiding all along.