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Fantasy Magic Brew Cafè (CLOSED)

Ellie tilted her head confused, " Last I remember you gave me a beer, after that everything is fuzzy," she pouted, scrunching up her nose. Don't force it,Maria mouthed to the demon. Ellie looked up at him, pouting, "Vinny you're confusing me," she sighed.
 
"Well, you and Oliver accidentally drank some sort of emotion potion," Vincent explained, nodding at Maria, knowing she would probably be able to tell her more. He didn't really understand any of this, but then again, he had never learned anything about witches growing up, and had really never bothered to read up on potions later on either. He shrugged his shoulders helplessly. Behind Maria, Oliver was slumped against the wall, looking up at the lights with a goofy smile on his face.
 
"O-oh..." Ellie looked down, blushing slightly. "I'm sorry I must have been difficult,"she murmured looking away shyly. Maria rolled her eyes at Ellie, poking Oliver's cheek, "Hey, go lie down," she told him.
 
"Nah," Vincent waved off with a grin, "You were just cute, and a little crazy, but nothing unmanageable." He told her, kissing her cheek with a chuckle. Oliver looked up at Maria, blinking slowly, as if registering her command. "'Kay." He said simply, clumsily getting up from the floor, before wobbling into the backroom, the first place he could think of that had a place for him to 'lie down', collapsing head first on the bed, curling up.
 
"O-oh," Ellie simply said looking down. " Arn't I always cute?" she smirked, looking up at him giggling. Maria sighed, following the imp, making sure he didn't drop dead somewhere, "I forgot how stressful Halloween is," she groaned, walking back to the front, " Vincent, I think I'm gonna go home for the night, if you find Estelle, just give her some covers and she'll fall asleep, the girls like a cat, "Maria smirked, waving goodbye as she walked out of the cafe.
 
"You're so responsible of your charge," Vincent called after her retreating form with a chuckle, walking back over to the bar, after grabbing Ellie's hand. He glanced into the back room, snorting as he saw the imp curled up, oblivious to anything and anyone, clearly fast asleep. His tail was twitching slightly, as if he was having a dream. Vincent laughed, and reached for the bottle of moonshine still standing untouched on the counter, "Hey," He told Ellie with a smile, pointing at the karaoke machine, "Why don't you sing?"
 
Ellie turned bright red, looking down" I-I-I-I-I-I can't! Everyone l-l-l-l-looking at me and judging, I think I'd pass out from embarrassment!" she cried, looking away nervously. "Sing Ellie!" Estelle called out from under the bar, soon chanting it.
 
"What the fu-" Vincent leaned down, peeking under the bar, his eyebrows raised in surprise, "What are you doing under there, you little scamp?" He asked, laughing at the hilarity of the situation, "And is that a bottle of cranberry juice? It better be cranberry juice." He added, eyeing the glass bottle discarded on the floor next to her with a raised eyebrow.
 
"Yeah," The demon agreed, grinning at Ellie, his eyes shining with amusement, "I'm sure you can't be worse than Cro-" He halted, glancing sheepishly over at the old witch, sitting just a few seats away from them, "That banshee that was singing earlier."
 
Ellie looked down, sighing finally, "I guess.." she muttered, walking over to the karaoke machine, blushing brightly. She took the mike gingerly, looking down at it like it would attack her, before finally selecting a random song, singing along to
 
Zero sorta passed out on the bar, he suddenly jolted up and looked around eyes wide until he remembered that he was in the cafe and sighed with relief. He turned and saw that Ellie began singing and he knew that's what woke him up, the loudness of the karaoke machine which was used by Mrs. Cromwell last time. Maybe it was instinct that woke him up so that he could cover his ears from the horrendous singing of the woman but instead it was Ellie. He muttered under his breath "Fucking shit that scared my soul back to hell....." He shook his head to get rid of the sleepiness that rested on his eyes.


@Cryobionic


@Elfia Nightwing
 
"Yeah, about that," Vincent murmured, smiling as the pleasant sound of Ellie's singing began to spread over the cafe, "What layer are you from? Fifth, right?" He guessed, pouring a glass of moonshine before handing it to the tired looking man.


@Archdemon
 
"There are diferent layers to Hell?!" Estelle asked excitedly, her hair wiggling with happiness. "I though it was just one big lava pit!" she giggled.
 
"Mhm," Vincent replied lazily, shooting her a grin, "There's seven, just like there are seven deadly sins, and if you wanna be 'geographically' correct, they're called circles." He explained, looking at the shadow demon with a raised eyebrow, before focusing back on the young witch, "I was born in the seventh, superbia, which is pride," He told her, "But we were moved down to the third, my mother and I, which is avaritia, greed."
 
Raya looked over, noticing a group of aquaintences hiding in the sides of her vision, "Well Junny bunny I'm going to go annoy those people. Feel free to hop along." She said, walking over to the bunch and hopping on a stool looking at Vincent, "Can I have water. I don't trust you not to put Alchoral in my drink." She said sarcastistically the noticed Ellie doing Karaoke, "Who dragged Ellie up there?" She asked, noting the look on the strangers face, "And am I interrupting some fantabulous conversation or something?"


@Cryobionic @Elfia Nightwing @Archdemon
 
"We're just talking about hell." Vincent deadpanned, taking a sip from his drink, before his face cracked into a grin, "Nothing too 'fabulous'. Are you having fun?"
 
"Hell? As in the flameful place the demons dance? Or whatever that book said..." She asked a curious look on her face as the tips of her fingers started sparking again, "Oh stop it!" She whisper shouted at her fingers and they stopped there random sparking, "Ya, I was saved everyone from that banchee earlier." She said with a laugh, "Are you guys having fun?"
 
Zero thought for a moment "Well I'm from the Fifth or maybe it was Sixth..... Whichever one is supposedly the darkest circle of hell, basically I was born where all the shadow demons came from existence. I was born around...... Um...... I can't exactly remember the year but it was around when the first Shadow demons were around and I think they've been around since the beginning of hell when it wasn't so bright and Hellish I don't exactly know cause it's been forever." Zero heard Estelle's question "Like Vincent said there are seven layers or circles as some people will call them from a geographical point of view, and each circle is ruled by an overseer or the embodiment of that sin like for example we'll say that Cleopatra is the embodiment of Lust, I don't remember exactly who is the embodiment of lust but that doesn't matter at the moment. Anyways there's a whole bunch of stuff about hell that could be better explained by one who knows everything about it like a hell historian or something." He turned back to Vincent "So when exactly where you born? Was it when demons were beginning to form like me? Or some other time?" He asked as he looked at his drink and also added "Oh and by the way can you just get me a diet coke or something, I'm kinda done with drinks for today, like I said I need to go to my partners funeral tomorrow." He looked at Vincent. He turned to Raya "It's alright, not particularly in a good mood but neither am I in a bad one so I'd say I'm about normal."


@Cryobionic


@Elfia Nightwing


@DestinyRed
 
Graeme got up and walked up to the bar not noticing any faces due to his hood being in the way for the most part. "I swear to god Bramble if you make a single comment about me that you shouldn't know I will throw you across the cafe, got it?" Bramble nodded before giggling an almost girly giggle. "Yes Prince, whatever you say. Aren't most these people former clients or friends of yours?" "Bramble... what did I just say?" Graeme glared at the fox before sitting at the bar glancing at all the faces in the cafe. He could never stand parties that he didn't arrange, he always felt like someone was ready to strike.
 
"The... flamefull place... demons dance?" Vincent repeated, raising an eyebrow with a smirk, "Yeah, I guess, if that's how you wanna describe it." He chuckled before turning to acknowledge Zero's description, reaching for a diet coke from under the bar, handing it to him, "Not exactly right," He told him, tapping his index finger against his bottom lip, "The fallen demons were the first to step foot in hell, and those were the pure kind, the ones who're still ruling today. I know you've heard of them, the fallen twelve?" The demon, leaned over the bar, thinking back to the history lessons he had been forced to participate in, "Then came the 'unpure', the mixes of the species. Demons mated with the creatures of the dark flame, creating the shadow demons we know today, as well as centuries of inbreeding to preserve the 'purity' of a bloodline, causing the imps, succubus and lesser demons to spawn."


Vincent pursed his lips, taking a swig of his drink, "There is a possibility you might be a lot older than me," He shrugged, not really caring one way or another, "But like you, I've forgotten the actual date. Let's just say my birthday's in January, and leave it at that." He smiled, clinking his glass against the shadow demons can, "And talk about something less boring."
 
Cryobionic said:
"The... flamefull place... demons dance?" Vincent repeated, raising an eyebrow with a smirk, "Yeah, I guess, if that's how you wanna describe it." He chuckled before turning to acknowledge Zero's description, reaching for a diet coke from under the bar, handing it to him, "Not exactly right," He told him, tapping his index finger against his bottom lip, "The fallen demons were the first to step foot in hell, and those were the pure kind, the ones who're still ruling today. I know you've heard of them, the fallen twelve?" The demon, leaned over the bar, thinking back to the history lessons he had been forced to participate in, "Then came the 'unpure', the mixes of the species. Demons mated with the creatures of the dark flame, creating the shadow demons we know today, as well as centuries of inbreeding to preserve the 'purity' of a bloodline, causing the imps, succubus and lesser demons to spawn."
Vincent pursed his lips, taking a swig of his drink, "There is a possibility you might be a lot older than me," He shrugged, not really caring one way or another, "But like you, I've forgotten the actual date. Let's just say my birthday's in January, and leave it at that." He smiled, clinking his glass against the shadow demons can, "And talk about something less boring."
Graeme noticed Vincent nearby and walked over, Bramble following and hopping up in front of him before Graeme could speak. "Hello Vincent, owner of the cafe and one of the Prince's friends!" "Shut up Bramble, hey Vince, how's the party going so far?"


@Cryobionic
 
"Bubbles!" She squealed before blowing and her and bubbles appeared, popping into puffs of colour, "I don't know what those are but there really cute." She gushed, "nice costumes by the way." She said before a someone popped into there conversation, "Hi stranger!"
 
"Manager of the cafe," Vincent corrected automatically, handing the shapeshifter a drink, before looking down at the fox with a raised eyebrow. He stared at it for a moment, before shrugging it off, figuring that Graeme, as a mercenary, would probably pick up all sorts of questionable friends, "It's going well," He replied with a grin, "People are having fun, nobody has died yet and it's an all around success. How about you? Did you ever manage to get to that 'treasure hunt' of yours?"
 
Cryobionic said:
"Manager of the cafe," Vincent corrected automatically, handing the shapeshifter a drink, before looking down at the fox with a raised eyebrow. He stared at it for a moment, before shrugging it off, figuring that Graeme, as a mercenary, would probably pick up all sorts of questionable friends, "It's going well," He replied with a grin, "People are having fun, nobody has died yet and it's an all around success. How about you? Did you ever manage to get to that 'treasure hunt' of yours?"
Graeme accepted the drink and chuckled. "No, but this little magic fox named Bramble showed up and apparently he's attached to me..." Bramble took a bow being on four legs and fell over on his face before getting back up. "My name is Bramblefur, better known as Bramble. I know everything Graeme knows about you, you're quite the intriguing person Vincent." With such a high pitched voice it sounded as if he were squeaking as he spoke before he sat down staring at the demon. "Hello random girl, you are?" Graeme turned to the girl who greeted him with a slight smile not wanting to be rude.


@DestinyRed
 

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