Fantasy Magic Brew Cafè (CLOSED)

[Cryobionic]

"Exactly," The imp confirmed with a nod, "I think I got really lucky, I know some of my kind who would murder for a room like this, but when I'm in here, it's kind of overwhelming, you know? I still haven't touched that, " He pointed at a rather posh looking chair, left over from when Akira had had the room redecorated, it was wooden and beautifully carved with swirls and other magical designs, "Because it just feels too... I don't know, only real proper people sit on chairs like that." He shrugged with a small laugh.

 

[RegalWindstar]

Akira sighed, once Oliver and Estelle left Alexander and Her went to the kitchen and right now Akira was making beef stew while talking to him. Gretilda had taken cookies from the Oven they weren't too sweet but they weren't bitter, she walked to Oliver's door and knocked gently pushing it open.


"I brought you kids some cookies, Princess Akira is making dinner right now. Don't tell her I brought these here, she thinks I was taking them to someone else. She'll be very upset if she knew I brought dessert for you both to have before the meal itself" she laughed lightly she sat the tray down on a nearby surface "I'll just leave these here. If either of you need anything just pop your head out and yell." she slipped back out the room before the two could say a word, then she went off to tidy the nearby rooms.


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Akira sighed again, Alexander's eye twitched "Why do you keep sighing?! For goodness sakes! spit it out!" Akira sighed again "Well, its just that.. I'm worried about Estelle, I wish I could convince her to stay until we take off on the plane to drag Maria back because..what if shes not eating enough, what if a robber breaks into her house and shes scared Alex? So many bad things could happen to her while shes on her own in that house."


Alexander sighed "Estelle is tough Akira, its sweet you're worried about her but she can take care of herself. She knows our door is always open so if she needs help she'll come for it, don't worry so much." Akira sighed and nodded "You're right Alex" she smiled sweetly "I won't stop worrying about her though" Alexander smiled "I know, just don't worry so much, you can still worry just don't worry as much. I know you you'll make yourself sick again if you let your mind roam." Akira nodded and went back to cooking Alexander watching her.

 

[Elfia Nightwing]

"What." Estelle deadpanned, "It's a chair, and a pretty old looking one at it," Estelle sighed, walking over to the it inspecting the chair closely. "You can't tell me you'e never ever sat down in a chair like...." Estelle trailed off when she stared at Oliver, her eyes wide slightly as she gazed at him and remembered, the first time she met him, with his oversized hoodie full of holes and burned in some places. She remembered when she saw him at the beach and the scares and bruises that covered his body. She actually could believe it, knowing Oliver.

 

[Cryobionic]

Oliver laughed, kicking his legs out, leaning against the wall, "I prefer the floor, if I had to choose! Imps aren't really 'lowed to sit on proper people furniture like that, and even still with me living here for so long," He leaned forwards slightly, cupping his hand over his mouth as if he was telling a secret, "I still sleep in the closet sometimes." The imp giggled, shaking his head with a grin, "Old habits are hard to break, I guess."

 

[Elfia Nightwing]

"What!? You had to sleep in a closet!? What are you Harry Potter?!" Estelle gaped. From the time she could remember she had always had at least a queen sized bed, until she came to live with Maria where she had been reduced to a full sized. "I...That's....Horrible," she said honest.

 

[Cryobionic]

Oliver burst out laughing again, kicking his feet against the floor in amusement, "No, I didn't sleep in a closet," He snickered, shaking his head, "I used to sleep in a little room assigned for servants. It was about the size of a closet, is all." He drew his legs up again, looking at her with a smile, "And it wasn't so bad, really. You're used to it, you see, and when you don't really know better, you don't question it! So it was all good!"

 

[Elfia Nightwing]

"But...But you shouldn't be treated like that because you're a imp!" Estelle screeched, looking at Oliver with wide eyes. "You're nice and funny, and brave and not just a imp!!" she screeched. "Your...You're a person!!!"

 

[Cryobionic]

"There isn't much you can do about it, Dodge," Oliver shrugged, getting up from the floor and grabbing a cookie from the tray Akira had left earlier, "It's just the way things are. I was born a servant, and you were born a child. You can't really change the fact." Oliver bit into the dessert, his nose scrunching up immediately as the sweet taste spread over his tongue. With a slight frown he spat it out into his hand and stuffed it into his pocket, "'Sides," He added thoughtfully after a while of rubbing the sticky mess from his hands, "It sure beats some of the horror storied I used to hear about imps while growing up. Those could give you nightmares, I tell ya."

 

[Elfia Nightwing]

"Horror stories?" Estelle asked sheepishly, taking one the cookies holding it in her lap as she gazed at Oliver.

 

[Cryobionic]

"Yeah," Oliver nodded, walking over to the bed, jumping on top of it and landing on his stomach with a soft thump, "Of what happened to young imps when they didn't behave or listen to their masters right. I never thought there could be a punishment worse then the cat'o'nine tails, but according to my teachers, there was one imp who stepped so out of line, his master skinned him! While keeping him alive too, and he forced him to work his ass of without any skin for months." Oliver rested his chin on his arms, regarding the young witch with a curious yellow stare, "And he eventually died off, of course, but some say it took a really long time for him to do so."

 

[Elfia Nightwing]

Estelle looked down, walking over to Oliver, suddenly hugging her tightly. "I'm sorry," she whimpered, burying her face in Oliver's shoulder, the cookie forgotten on the floor.

 

[Cryobionic]

Oliver let out a surprised 'meep', as he suddenly found himself with an armful of apologizing witch, "Why're you squeezing me?" He asked, honestly quite baffled, patting her awkwardly on the back, "And you're not s'posed to apologize if you've done nothing wrong. Honestly."

 

[Elfia Nightwing]

"Feel like I did something bad.." she whimpered, hugging Oliver tighter. " I'm sorry, you had to go thorough all you did Oliver...." she whimpered.

 

[Cryobionic]

"Stop apologizing!" Oliver frowned, "It's nothing worth apologizing over, really! And don't pity me!" The imp tried to push her away, but found that she was clinging to him with an iron grip, making that feat sort of impossible. Letting out a slightly breathless giggle, he poked her in the side, "However, if you end up killing me due to asphyxiation, I'll let you apologize at my grave."

 

[Elfia Nightwing]

Estelle sniffled, pulling away from Oliver. "I bet when she first met me you thought I was a stuck up rich girl," Estelle laughed.

 

[Cryobionic]

"Not really," Oliver mused, rolling over on the bed, his whole vision flipping up side down as he stared at her, "Though, you did mention that you thought all imps were annoying, remember? I found that particularly amusing, considering you also said you hadn't ever met one of us before." He snorted, "But, no, I never thought you were stuck up, I didn't even know you had money back then, 'member?"

 

[Elfia Nightwing]

"Yeah...And I said I heard that, not that I thought that," Estelle muttered. "Anyway, my family wasn't always rich, in fact when my grandma was young, we were dirt poor. My grandmother was sold to this old human lady when she was little and forced to be a maid," Estelle murmured.

 

[Cryobionic]

"Oh, that sucks." Oliver nodded agreeably, thinking it over, "Hopefully her owners were nice humans, though, right? Like that Lu girl from the cafe." The imp let out a yawn, tucking his arms under his head, "I can see up your nose." He informed her with a smirk.

 

[Elfia Nightwing]

Estelle squeaked, covering her nose, "No they weren't they beat my grandmother, and did awful horrible things, my grandmother still has scares,'Estelle glared. "My grandmother had no idea she was a witch until she burned the entire house down when the woman's son tried to....." Estelle trailed. "A-anyway, she's worked hard her entire life, and people think she's shrewd and cold but she's not!" Estelle snapped.

 

[Cryobionic]

"I didn't say she was," Oliver informed her, raising an eyebrow, "I've never met the lady personally, though, however, that's a horrible thing to have to live through I think. Besides," He added, flipping over on his stomach again, "At least she didn't get any severe mental scars from the experience, she raised you, right? And you turned out pretty decent. Mostly." He giggled.

 

[Elfia Nightwing]

"Gee thanks Twist," Estelle smirked, laying her head on Oliver's shoulder, dozing off.

 

[Cryobionic]

The imp turned his head and looked over at the now sleeping witch, his eyebrows rising at the sight of her. How anyone could just suddenly fall asleep so quickly was beyond him. He poked her in the forehead gently to see if she really was sleeping, and after confirming that she was, he slowly wriggled his shoulder out from under her head, getting up and walking over to the window. What a weird turn of events this had been.

 

[Elfia Nightwing]

Estelle stirred, as she felt her stomach grumble in annoyance of not being fed, "Crepes," she yawned, still half asleep as her hair wriggling with very little life.

 

[Cryobionic]

"I'm sorry?" Oliver inquired, turning away from where he was gazing out the window to look at her, blinking in confusion. He had been particularly enthralled with the different shapes he could see moving about in the foresty area just outside, a little ways from the castle, and even though he wouldn't admit to it, he had jumped a little at the sudden disturbance.

 

[RegalWindstar]

Akira smiled dinner finally ready, she sent a Servant to get Oliver and Estelle as she and Alexander set the table together.


The servant knocked on Oliver's door "Lady Estelle, Lord Oliver! Dinner is ready please come to the dining room immediately."


@Cryobionic @Elfia Nightwing