Fantasy Magic Brew Cafè (CLOSED)

[Cryobionic]

The demon grinned at the cute scene, before bonking Estelle on the head lightly with a bottle of water, handing it to her when she looked up, "How much have you had to drink?" He asked, a slight frown edging it's way onto his brow.

 

[Elfia Nightwing]

Estelle scrunched up her nose, tilting her head thoughtfully," Alllllll~~~ of that cranberry stuff you had!" She snickered," It was pretty good!!!"

 

[Cryobionic]

Vincent shoved the water bottle into her hands, "Drink that," He told her, biting the inside of his cheek to keep from laughing at the absurdity of the situation, "All of it, it'll help you avoid a hangover tomorrow."

 

[Elfia Nightwing]

estelle pouted sipping the water," I don't like water...." She whined, looking down.

 

[Cryobionic]

"Well, it's better than you being sick tomorrow, trust me." The demon chuckled, grabbing his own drink before turning away from the witch, a customer calling out an order for a whiskey grabbing his attention.

 

[Elfia Nightwing]

Ellie giggled at Estelle, "Why don't you go lie down in the back," she offered to the younger girl, "K~!" Estelle drawled, wobbling over to the back, flopping down next to Oliver on the bed.

 

[Archdemon]

Zero sighed 'Great now I'm thinking of my family.... Now I'm gonna be even MORE depressed....' He thought to himself as he went upstairs. He went into the bathroom and changed into his detective pajamas, yes the silly ones from before when the dragon incident happened. His hair was suddenly in a great big mess like it usually is, probably a potion or something. He just sat on the couch/his bed just to relax not really in a good mood as he decided to look at some old photos of his two siblings.

 

[Elfia Nightwing]

Ellie tilted her head at Zero's sudden departure, following him upstairs silently. She knocked on the door to Vinny's apartment to let him know she was there,"Zero? Can I come?" she asked, opening the door slightly.

 

[Cryobionic]

As the bed suddenly wobbled, the imp let out a soft moan of protest, his eyes opening drowsily as he peered at the cause of his disturbed sleep, "What'cha doing?" He murmured sleepily at the witch, bordering on falling asleep again. He couldn't really see her that well, as everything was blurry and a little spinny, but he recognized the wriggling hair of his friend easily, "You're s'posed to... chase the... werewolves... or sm'thing." He murmured, his mind still half in the dream he had been having.

 

[Elfia Nightwing]

Estelle groaned,sitting up looking down at Oliver, "Sleepy~!" she whined, starting to slip out of her ruined costume, revealing a pair of shorts and a simple tank top, "Sleep..." she groaned, laying back down.

 

[Cryobionic]

Oliver got up clumsily, almost crashing to the floor as he managed to trip over his own light up shoes, but managed to catch himself on the wall just in time. Looking back over his shoulder, he frowned in annoyance at his sleep being to rudely interrupted, before heading for the door, intending to find somewhere else to curl up for the night, unless he managed to somehow find himself more awake, which he really doubted, seeing as he was still having troubles keeping his eyes open.

 

[Elfia Nightwing]

"Twist..." Estelle whimpered in her sleep, sniffling softly. She turned to face the leaving Oliver, her face scrunched l0ike she was having a nightmare.

 

[Cryobionic]

Oliver halted, his hand on the doorknob, before rubbing his eyes in an effort to wake up completely, "What?" He asked a little irritated, turning around to face the drunken witch, leaning himself against the door.

 

[Elfia Nightwing]

Estelle looked up, rubbing her eyes sleepily."Why's, why's you's goin'?..."she whined, tilting her head confused.

 

[Cryobionic]

"'Cause I'm not asleep no more," The imp replied, a tad accusatory, as if the whole concept of him not sleeping was somehow her fault. Which it really was, now that he thought about it. "And I wanna find somewhere to sleep again." He added after a while, shrugging his shoulders.

 

[Elfia Nightwing]

"Mmmk" Estelle yawned, falling back asleep, snoring softly.

 

[thistle]

Jun had lapsed far too long into silence, duly noted as Raya, masked and pausing only long enough to throw a breezy sentence over one shoulder, turned away to join the others at the other end of the bar table. Seeing as the company was favorable enough, he started after her.


But before he could move a few feet from where he was a bright light shot across his vision without warning, as if someone had paused to take a picture of him, but when he blinked and cleared himself of the spots there was no camera man in sight. Perplexed, Jun resumed his way over only to be attacked by another blinding flash. This times images chased one another in the fading afterglow, vague silhouettes that wavered, as if someone had streaked their hand across the image and rendered them blurry.


Jun caught the ledge of the counter top before he could stumble, and swallowed hard.


Someone was tapering with the umbrella, it was the only explanation. The visions were slow, their clarity more muddled than anything, which made Jun think that whoever was causing the damage had little malicious intent. Based on how fragmented the visuals were he pictured someone tearing at the already present rip, as if the one in charge was bent on seeing how slowly he could increase the preexisting rift, watching it increase seam by seam, line by fragile line.


Jun took a breath, though it did little to return color to his ashen face, and struggled over to the group. Any idea to partake in conversation was beyond him as he grabbed the end of Vincent’s sleeve and gave it a small tug. Of those standing here the demon was most familiar with the café’s layout and possibly the antics of some of the guests – he would at least know who to suspect and possibly lead Jun to the being who currently possessed his umbrella. Based on the vividness of the images Jun knew the culprit was inside.


And even if Vincent had no clue of its whereabouts, the demon would have the most reasonable of responses; seeing as he was the main host of the party, Jun didn’t think he would want to jeopardize the healthy atmosphere of the room by exclaiming with sudden, unexplained excitement - especially over something as mediocre as a red parasol.


Another flash of light hit, and Jun winced as he stepped up on his tippy toes to reach the demon’s ear, hoping his voice didn’t tremble as he spoke over the music. “Have you," he halted and started to raise a pained hand to his temple before forcing it back down by his side, "seen my umbrella at all? I've been leaving it here for the past couple of days and... I can't seem to find it."


@Cryobionic

 

[Elfia Nightwing]

Serathi smirked, pulling Vahl to her, as she buried her teeth in his neck again, just a few inches away from a major artery. "Think of all the ways I can torture the little witch," she smirked, a trail of Vahl's blood trailing down her mouth,

 

[Cryobionic]

Vincent looked over at the shade, a little perplexed as to why the pale boy looked as if had just seen a ghost, and as to why he sounded on the verge of breaking into a panic. Deciding not to comment on it, he thought about the shade's question, humming softly under his breath while reflexively handing him a bottle of raspberry beer, as he had been doing to anyone who had spoken to him now, for the last few hours. "Your umbrella?" He repeated, pursing his lips, "The red one, right? I haven't seen it around, but there is a possibility we moved it to the back room or the kitchen while preparing for the party."


The demon then turned to question Ellie about it, as she had been the one of them who had been in charge of moving about the clutter, but found her gone. He turned back to the shade with an apologetic shrug, "I'm sorry, man, I really don't know. Maybe that cat of Ollie's got a hold of it or something, in which case I would look in the kitchen if I were you, she tends to stay in there a lot." He smiled.


@thistle


 
Oliver shrugged with a yawn, exiting the back room in a sluggish haze, his feet dragging against the wooden floorboards all the way into the cafe, where his senses were instantly blasted by the music, lights and the... smells. Wafting up his sensitive nose was the distinct scents of strong alcohol, tobacco and an unmistakable odor that told him someone had recently called on the porcelain god in the bathrooms. Oliver scrunched up his nose and made his way to the bar in a daze, grabbing a beer on the way.

 

[Dnaleri017]

(Sorry was afk I'm back though) Akira smiled raising an eyebrow "That is an adorable name Bramble. It is very nice to meet you. I'm Akira, one of Graeme's best friends." she added a bit of drama to her voice at the best friends part leaning her elbow on Graeme's head "Also Princess of Talos. Fiancee.." she showed her ring to Bramble "of Alexander" she pointed her thumb in Alexander's direction. Alexander's face was sour like he just ate something bad as he searched the crowd for her she giggled a smirk on her lips "I kind of snuck a bit of alcohol...hes so mad. I couldn't help it, it looked so tempting. Its not wise to give fairies alcohol though. But I didn't have too much so it should be fine. He is a worry wart he acts like I'm going to blow the place up or something! Like I'd do that...err wait... oh yeah. I can see where his concern is coming from" she cringed "Graeme remember last time I got drunk? I blew up your parent's vacation house. I still don't remember how the hell I even managed that." @Dnaleri017

Graeme nodded, "Yea, I still haven't fixed it. Never really had the ambition to do so." Looking back to the girl from earlier he spoke again. "You seem a bit, unfocused, what was your name again?" @DestinyRed

 

[thistle]

Jun took note of the direction and retreated to the kitchen, bottle in hand. As hospitable as the gesture was, Jun didn't think of partaking in the drink at the moment, and found more comfort in squeezing the sides of the glass in a methodical pattern. It settled his growing concerns, and the boy relaxed even further when he spotted the parasol resting inside one of the wooden shelves.


Given the fact that his mind still continued to dance with shadows, Jun prepared to confront the culprit as he stretched upward. Whatever words he had intended fell short as he spotted the fury little ball working away at the seams. It seemed to catch whiff of his scent, for a pair of dark eyes whipped up to him, and with a startled squeak, the tiny brown mouse shot into a nearby hole. There was a flash of red clutched in its jaws, Jun wincing at the prospect, but he retrieved the precious item from where it was, relieved beyond measure.


No doubt the patch of cloth would make a colorful addition to the mouse's nest, wherever that may be.


He slipped from the kitchen and into the backroom long enough to store it within one of the drawers before reappearing inside the cafe. Another sigh escaped him, more relaxed than before and remembering Vincent's thoughtfulness from earlier, gave the drink a curious sip. His lips puckered in the slightest. This one tasted funny too, but it would be rude of him not to finish it. Jun took another healthy swallow and leaned quietly against the wall...not realizing he slumped a bit to the side.

 

[DestinyRed]

"Huh?" she asked as she heard a voice directed at her, "Oh, I'm Raya, the protector." she said with a smile then looked over at Akira, "Where's the fiancee?"

 

[Archdemon]

The sudden sound of Ellie saying can she come in literarily scared the absolute fuck out of zero as he dropped the pictures on the ground as he sorta jumped up in surprise.... He also banged his knee against the coffee table which he promptly yelled "Ow FUCK! Goddamnit!!!!" Then in a quieter voice he said "Yes you can come in...." as he kneeled down to grab all of the pictures showing him and his brother and sister together. He mumbled to himself as he started gathering the scattered pictures which lay everywhere now.


@Elfia Nightwing

 

[Dnaleri017]

"Huh?" she asked as she heard a voice directed at her, "Oh, I'm Raya, the protector." she said with a smile then looked over at Akira, "Where's the fiancee?"

Chuckling Graeme held out his hand in greeting. "Well it's my pleasure of meeting you Raya. I'm Prince Graeme, mercenary for hire. Though now I just do things for the cafe customers lately. What brought you here?" Bramblefur glared at Graeme playfully and chuckled. "I know what you're trying to do Graeme, you're never that formal to anybody, not even Akira!" "Are you sure Bramble? I'd check my memories again if I were you."

 

[thistle]

Lapsed into private thoughts, an uncharacteristic hiccup escaped the shade as he stared sullenly at the ground. If it weren't for the slightly cross eyed look he would have looked properly upset over a certain subject. But this image was further watered down by a flushed face and his downcast rabbit ears.


As his mind fell victim to a haze of intoxication, tinged lightly with raspberries, Jun tossed the empty bottle to the side and teetered over to the familiar demon.


He slumped against Vincent, face practically buried in the taller male's chest, and gave an incoherent mumble.