Fantasy Magic Brew Cafè (CLOSED)

[Elfia Nightwing]

Ellie stirred on the table coughing as she gasped for air. On her neck were purple bruises in the shape of Oliver's hands, her eyes tearing up as she tried to regulate her breathing. "It hurts..." she croaked out, reaching up to touch her throat gingerly."Vinny..." she cried softly, looking around in confusion as if she was in a daze.

 

[Cryobionic]

"Hold him still, I don't wanna lose my fingers over this." Vincent half joked, eyeing the imp's razor sharp teeth with worry. He took a deep breath, before plunging his fingers down Oliver's throat, only just about resisting making a disgusted face as the imp buckled over, the force of his gag reflex to strong even for the corruption of the demoness' blood.


Vincent jumped out of the way just in time to avoid being hit with the red liquid, and Oliver collapsed limply in Luke's arms, breathing heavily. Beads of sweat were running down his brow, but much to Vincent's relief, his eyes were back to their normal, glowing selves.


"That's it buddy," The demon coaxed softly, as if talking to a wounded animal, patting Oliver's non twisted shoulder gently as the imp threw up again, "Get it out of your system, attaboy."


The demon looked up at Luke, a worried frown stealing over his features as Oliver finally lost consciousness. "He has a dislocated shoulder," He murmured, pointing at the bent arm, "best to take care of that before it swells." Vincent gave him a pointed look, one which obviously said 'do it now', before returning back to Ellie, his pace hurrying just a little when he noticed she was stirring. "Hey," He murmured, walking up to her, trying to keep up a positive expression.

 

[Elfia Nightwing]

"Why?" Ellie simply asked looking up at the demon with fear in her eyes."What did I do!? " she cried, beginning to hyperventilate again. " I don't...I don't know!" Ellie cried, her eyes growing unnaturally bright. Suddenly she slumped over, her eyes glowing brightly. "Tch, I had to take over her again," Meredith muttered, glaring up at Vincent. "How could you! Don't you care about what happens to plane!? You just let a imp almost kill the only hope your army has to defeat Serathi!" Meredith hissed, death in her eyes.

 

[Cryobionic]

"Oh and I suppose this is all my fault, then, huh?" Vincent drawled sarcastically, raising an eyebrow, "After all, what else can you expect of one person, if not to be everywhere at once?" He snapped, before slumping against the table with a sigh, his eyes closing in exasperation before glancing up again, his face tired and drawn. "Look, I'm sorry, but how the hell was I to know Ollie would go off like that? I don't even know where the kid came from!"

 

[Elfia Nightwing]

"You should know because he's a imp! Their weak minded and breakable," Meredith hissed,"I never should have let Ellinor fraternize with you,"Meredith sighed, looking away. "My Ellinor, my baby," she whispered quietly. "Tread carefully child of Serathi," she hissed, finally leaving Ellie's mind, causing her to slump over in exhaustion.

 

[Elfia Nightwing]

Ellie stirred as she left out a soft whine." Vinny..." She cried softly, looking up at the demon." Why did Ollie attack me? What did I do?...Di-did I do something to him?" She whined softly, looking up at the demon for answers. Her eyes were filled with so much saddness and confusion.

 

[Cryobionic]

Vincent reached over to catch the witch before she could topple to the floor, hugging her to him with a frown, the forgotten lady's words ringing in his ears. Weak minded and breakable... baby... The demon blinked as he felt Ellie stir slightly, and he looked down, his crimson eyes shining with worry. "Are you oka-" He stopped his sentence, thought for a moment, and changed it, "How is your throat feeling?" He asked softly, running a thumb over her cheek, deciding to answer her questions once she answered his.

 

[Elfia Nightwing]

" It hurts...A lot," she frowned, glaring slightly at the demon. " What happened to Oliver? Is he ok?" She asked, looking at the demon for answers.

 

[Cryobionic]

"He will be, after a while," Vincent told her, his fingers reaching out to run over the reddened bruises marring her skin, "I don't know what happened. I have my guesses, but we won't know until he wakes up to tell us himself."

 

[Elfia Nightwing]

Ellie flinched when the demons fingers touched her." Please don't..." She whimpered, looking wearily at Vinny." Just don't..." She sighed. For some reason, being around the demon made her...umcomfortable. Like something inside her told her to be careful around him.

 

[DestinyRed]

Raya was sitting in the bathroom, with one foot sitting comfortably on the floor as she wrapped the other one in bandages. Her fail cooking attempt had left her with ruined shoes and burnt her toes, so now she just had some socks she had stolen from Akira and even Raya wasn't sure how she got away with it. So, as any teenager in socks alone in a brightly lit room, she started jumping around and sliding across the small space well jamming on her air guitar. She wasn't sure if air Piano was a thing, but if it was, she had started doing that too.


She pulled out her earbuds and connected them to her phone and started rocking out to 'Flight of the Bumblebee' by Nikolai Rimsky-Korsakov. She liked that piece and ended up doing some odd head whipping to the notes. And then it hit her. It was small but unmistakable, it was that feeling she'd gotten around Vahl but it was different, stronger even. It felt like a punch in the gut and she staggered backwards, crashing into the sink then digging her fingers into the counter top, and then it was gone.


It hadn't exactly hurt, more of like being hit with something very forcefully, like getting hit with a pillow. You felt the force behind the blow but it didn't hurt. The only thing that left her positive it was the same feeling she'd gotten around Vahl was the cold shiver that ran down her spine. After a minute of deep breathing, she walked out the door -trying her best not to look like a kicked puppy- then abruptly stopped at the scene before her, "What. The. Hell."

 

[Cryobionic]

Vincent pulled back his hand, disguising his confused frown as a small smile, nodding slowly. "Very well, I'll get you some ice." He murmured, sending her a concerned look before turning around and heading for the kitchen. Only to notice Raya in the doorway, looking about as confused as he felt.


"You missed quite the spectacle," He told her quietly, running a hand over his face, only to a second later realize it was the same he had stuck down Oliver's throat. Giving a huff, he dropped it and shook his head, before continuing into the kitchen.

 

[DestinyRed]

"That's all your telling me!" She yelled across the room, stomping into the kitchen after him, "What the hell happened! And why is Ollie on the floor!?" she screeched, completely ignorant towards what the demon might be feeling at the moment. When her powers decided to hop into existence she narrowed her eyes then sucked in her own deep breath before very softly asking, "What happened?"

 

[Cryobionic]

"I don't know what bloody happened!" Vincent snapped, spinning around to face her, the ice he had picked up melting instantly in his hand, pooling down on the tiled kitchen floor and mixing in with the soot from earlier. The now lukewarm water running down his arm snapped him out of it, and the feral expression that had been on his face vanished, replaced instead by a tired, hopeless one.


"Look I'm sorry, Oliver was forced into attacking Ellie. I don't know how or by who, but it isn't to hard to guess." The demon turned and picked up another bag of ice, discarding the empty one into the trashbin under the sink, "But I don't know."

 

[DestinyRed]

Raya who had taken a look of shock quickly took a step back then shook her head, "Don't apologize, on my part it wasn't smart to yell." she murmured then looked down, "It was something bad...." she mutterred, that feeling she had gotten moments ago still leaving her chilled, "You know how I said Vahl gave me a bad feeling? I wasn't kidding when I said feeling, and I just got a major hit of that feeling." she explained quietly then looked up, "It was like I was hit by this sudden force, nothing was there but it left me feeling... cold. I'm not sure what exactly that meant... but I know it isn't good." When she was younger she had gotten that feeling, she had been walking back from the store with her Uncle and they passed a man standing in an Alleyway. Raya had immediately stopped to get her balance, then put on her jacket. Now that she though about it, Pops had seemed in quite the rush to get out of there as well, he probably knew what that feeling meant.

 

[thistle]

The bright undertones of his voice was more unnerving than his usual madness as the boy knelt before him, practically in touching distance as he extended the piece of square fabric to Jun. Contrast to his ashen skin and the winter kissed sky that hovered above, the handkerchief was a rich exclamation of color, wavering between them like a peace offering.


And yet he hesitated.


There was no way Jun could pin his twin’s next reaction. It was like trying to mark the next turn of a blade of grass as the breeze danced along it, not knowing whether it would stretch further in the same direction or whip about in the another. Simply to avoid upsetting him once more, Jun retrieved the wine colored silk; from painted nails to bare the shade’s left hand was suddenly occupied with embroidered cloth.


Rather than stuffing it recklessly into his pocket, Jun, using his spare hand, took one corner and matched it to the opposite side, halving its size. Taking another end, he halved the size once more, shrinking it so it would eventually fit into his pocket. In the middle of folding it into a neat pattern, the fingers of his afflicted arm spasmed and Jun clutched at the wound, momentarily forgetting all pretenses of the cloth.


Beside the drying splatters of blood, a new pool formed, though as the crimson tears fell they burned through asphalt and pavement, staining the cool, frigid air with an acrid whiff. A grimace crossed his face as Jun's grip tightened, knowing cotton and wool burned beneath. Then his eyes widened, carefully moving his arm to the side, spotting the silk now crumbled to the floor, his previous action dislodging it from his leg and flaring it back to its original size.


Dark slanted lettering caught his eye as Jun spared a second glance down. His lips shaped the word silently before lifting his face upward, testing its sound as it hovered between he and his brother. "Quincy.".


@Cryobionic

 

[Cryobionic]

"Yes, Quincy," The nightmare confirmed, before reaching down to pick up the fallen handkerchief, being careful not to touch the drops of blood splattered across both it and the asphalted ground, having seen the damage it had done. "A rather fitting name, don't you think. Personally, I would have picked one with more flair, more elegance. But alas, I had no choice in the matter."


Quincy plucked up the red cloth by the corner, holding it up, letting it dangle from his thumb and forefinger, "And I meant for you to use this to bind your wound. It's a rather sturdy material, spun by some of underworld's more sophisticated... well, arachnids. It should hold."


The nightmare reached out his good hand and, much to his personal surprise, hesitated for only a second before wrapping his pale fingers around his brothers wrist, pulling his arm to him in a gentler manner than he had thought himself able of. "Honestly, one would think you hadn't the faintest idea of what to do, what with how you're acting." He tutted silently under his breath, his face scrunched up in an uncharacteristic display of concentration as he began to bind the still bleeding wound tightly.


"I'm rather fond of this handkerchief," He murmured, tying the corners of the red silk together neatly, his fingers brushing over his own name, "So do take care not to misplace it."


........


"Vahl?" Vincent repeated thoughtfully, shifting the bag of ice from one hand to the other while keeping an eyes on the protector, one eyebrow raised in inquiry, "The stranger who came here with Ellie, right?" A frown overtook his features, as he realized just how much about the ongoing situation, and previous ones, he just didn't know anything about.


"Do you think..." The demon paused, wondering just how much he could ask of the girl, his head tilting to the side in thought, "Do you think that if you were to sense that feeling again, you could alert us here at the cafe in some way? It would be nice to have some warning, should something happen, you see."


@thistle


@DestinyRed

 

[Elfia Nightwing]

Ellie frowned, curling tighter into a ball."What's wrong with me..." She muttered, burying her face in her thighs. Don't trust the demon, they'll end up hurting you, A voice suddenly informed her. Ellie snapped up her head at tge voice looking around. " W-who said that?..." She whimpered, digging her nails into her thighs. " I really am going crazy..." She cried softly.

 

[DestinyRed]

Raya contemplated on a thought in her head, then it took a stroll out of her mouth without permission, "Jun was scared shitless of Vahl and the feeling rubbed off on someone else!" She squeaked then threw a hand over her mouth. Keeping secrets... didn't work for her, though she kept the last bit of information about who the feeling rubbed off on to herself.


Raya pulled her abused phone out of her pocket and held it up, "If you or the cafe have a cellphone then I can alert you when needed." She said with a smile, "Or if your sleeping I can scare you shitless in a dream! Maybe."

 

[thistle]

When he realized Quincy's intentions lacked their previous animosity, Jun pulled up the destroyed sleeve and rolled his wrist skyward. It was only after the knot was tightened that Jun made note of how automatic his response had been. He gave the makeshift wrap an uncertain stare, expecting the fragile looking cloth to disintegrate at any moment but it remained intact as promised.


"You're right," replied the shade, touching the red band lightly, reluctance behind his tone, "I don't know what to do whenever this happens. My blood eats through anything, everything. It's destructive qualities make fighting...tedious. This," Jun pointed his curled fist downward to make his wrist go taut, stretching the silk more tightly against his skin, "is the first thing that has ever stopped the flow."


Tedious was the correct word, indeed. He remembered when Ellie had first shared the origins of the shades creation, then thought of the witch herself. Jun, technically, was her end, could be held responsible for her death should he ever approach her with an open wound. He pushed the thoughts from his mind, not wishing to dwell on the possibility. "I'll return this when I can, though I'm not sure when, or how for that matter." For a moment, another breath of hesitation escaped between them. Then, uttering softly, Jun held his brother's apathetic gaze.


"Thank you."


@Cryobionic

 

[Cryobionic]

"Tedious?" Quincy repeated in a quiet murmur, his fingers reaching down to the asphalt, stopping just above the red pool of sizzling liquid. He could feel the warmth emanating from it hit his fingertips, and a small smile pulled at the edge of his lips, "On the contrary, I would imagine it to be a rather clever defense. For who would dare harm a person, whose very blood even poses a threat, hm?" A few crimson drops of his own blood dripped from his arm, creating small clouds of smoke as the dropped into the red pool on the ground.


Quincy thoughts flitted back to the circus, and he caught himself wondering what a difference it would have made, should he had been the one in possession of the poisonous liquid coursing through his brothers veins. Probably a lot. The torment would have at the very least been over quicker. The nightmare's left eye started twitching at the thought, images of people recoiling in horror, their screams blending beautifully to the merry tunes of the circus' music, as their very limbs was set aflame, seared off by something as simple as a few drops of-


His gaze snapped back to his twins face as he caught his expression of gratitude, and his head tilted slightly to the side, suddenly discomfited as his eye stopped twitching. "You're welcome." He said after a few seconds of contemplation, his tone of voice almost bordering on that of wonder.


..............


Vincent made a considering sound at the back of his throat, nodding. "I don't own one," He said after a few seconds, nodding at the device still pressed against the protectors hand, and noting the cords attached to it, "But Ellie doe-"


A frown stole over his features again, as he remember not only the fact that Ellie did not have a cell phone anymore, but also just who was responsible for that. A small, sheepish smile tugged at the corners of his lips and he gave a slight chuckle. "We'll get one." He promised, giving her a grateful look.


@thistle


@DestinyRed

 

[Elfia Nightwing]

Ellie frowned, looking down at her feet. Her mind felt like it was going blank when suddenly her feet where covered in blood. The witch let out a blood curdling scream as she fell out of the chair. As she looked around frantically, her gaze traveled back to her legs that were now back to normal. "I...Don't..." she whimpered,as tears began welling in her eyes. "I can't...I can't take it..." she whined, as what little bit of sanity she had began to snap.

 

[DestinyRed]

Raya smiled then flipped her phone in the air, reaching out to catch it yet missing by about an inch. Her eyes widened in terror as her phone hit the ground and a piece of glass came off the screen, "Bu-But... I still have a year on the contract." She whined, watching as the screen slowly lost it's fragile life.


"Good bye Bernie." She softly cooed to the phone then poked Vincent's arm, "Buy me one to well your at it..." Raya heard a scream then dsahed away from the demom and landed in front of Ellie, "What happened?" She asked, her eyes searching for any injury.

 

[Elfia Nightwing]

"I...I don't know..." she whimpered, "I thought..." Ellie looked down at her legs, her brow furrowing in frustration. "I don't know what I thought..." she muttered. Ellie gave a frail smile to Raya, trying to hide that fact that her mind was falling into shambles. "I'm fine...Just a little tired," she lied, squeezing Raya's hand reassuringly.

 

[Uasal]

Heaven


Ase lay sprawled out on the sofa in her room. Empty bottles lay littered around the room along with what seemed to be the shattered remains of the bottles that didn't make it through the angles rage.Back at Ase's office Excalibur slaved away at the paper work that had been assigned to Ase. this had been going on for a while now all Ase seemed to do was drink and sleep while Excalibur slaved away for her. It was pitiful how the Archangel lived now in fact the scene brought great dishonor to the tittle of Archangel but this was how Ase ha decided to deal with her loss.


..........


Sethri's Mansion


Rodwen sat on the balcony in a dark oak wood chair , her feet resting on the balustrade. Rodwen sat watching the troops train in what seemed to be a 'kill or be killed' scenario. Body after body dropped to the ground as the aces of the group began to show there true colors. Rodwen found the game to be somewhat entertaining which was only proven by the small smirk on her face. It was always interesting to watch the weaker soldiers form alliances in order to boost there strength but it was even more entertaining to watch them turn on each other when backed into a corner. Rodwen sat quietly smirking to herself as she watched the scene unfold.