Fantasy Magic Brew Cafè (CLOSED)

[Cryobionic]

"So many questions," Quincy murmured before a small, demented giggle escaped his red stained lips. The girl might only be living because of the promise, but she was rather amusing, in an odd, annoying sort of way. Certainly more entertaining than any of his dull soldiers.


"Your eyes certainly would make for some pretty trinkets," He observed before pausing, giving her a slight smirk, the edges of his lips pulling up only slightly to show that he wasn't joking, "But they're off limits. It's dreadfully bothersome, but there isn't anything I can do about it, I'm afraid." The nightmare waved out his hand, his eyes going down to study his purple fingernails in an over-dramatic display of boredom before addressing her next question.


"And this is what I do. I'm a nightmare, in case that fact flew over your head, darling. You're in my world now."


@DestinyRed

 

[DestinyRed]

"Don't forget they double as nightlights." she piped in. She was assuming that since it was in her head she could try and use her powers. she quickly shut her eyes and then opened them and the area was stained with green light. It was only the slightest bit creepy when he smiled. "Tada, but why are my... eyes, off limits?" she added quietly.


"And it's not your world, technically it's a humans head." she stated matter o' factly, "And I can do that too!" she stated then pointed her hand at the ground. She actually didn't know if she could or not. With great effort a tiny vine poked it's way though the ground, it grew a little bit, then stopped as if it couldn't grow any bigger, "Come on, you can do it." she chanted at the vines but it stayed the same size, no higher then her knee, "Um... That usually works better."


@Cryobionic

 

[Cryobionic]

Quincy looked up at her small display of power, his lips quirking into a small grin, "That shade of shamrock clashed horribly with your hair." He commented dryly, "A dim purple would suit you better. Or..." The nightmare trailed off, his crimson orbs turning to stare at her in contemplation, something not quite right flashing through them, "Blood. Red."


Then he blinked and it was gone, "You're wrong," He said in response to her next comment, deciding to just continue with ignoring her questions about anything connected to his brother before moving a little bit closer to the girl, the tree behind him disappearing, "I made this place. Just because it's in another head doesn't make it any less mine. I can do whatever I want to in here, luv," As if to prove his point, his eyes narrowed at her tiny plant, the vine shooting up from the ground a moment later, doubling in size. Just because he could, he added a variety of thorns to the thing, and made it do a little dance.


"Tell me," He giggled after a little while of watching the plant dance before waving his hand to banish the vine, "What is your name? You're intruding here, might as well be polite, don't you think?"


@DestinyRed

 

[DestinyRed]

Raya quietly moved back a little at the mention of blood red. She wasn't exactly a fan of the color, or blood, plus the fact that he just insulted her eye color wasn't the nicest feeling. She personally liked her eye color.


"But you don't have complete control, do you?" she asked, probably pressing the nightmares buttons in the process, "What happens if this human dies or goes brain dead? Will this world cease to exist or will you visit your land that no longer has a home?" she asked.


"And I'm..." Full name or just first name. "Raya."

 

[Cryobionic]

"Your thoughts are much too restricted, darling." Quincy laughed, rolling his eyes with what could be described as an exasperated smile, "If this man dies, I'll move on to another. It's not like I have certain people I return to. Well, anymore, that is." The last few words were said with an acidic tone, as if the nightmare was slightly perturbed by the fact. Which he was. He had really enjoyed toying with the blue haired witch. A sigh escaped his lips before he continued,


"However, children," He giggled, "Children have some of the most vivid nightmares you can imagine. Hardly have to do anything, really. It's what you call... fast food, I suppose."


It was sort of fun, talking about his habits with this person. Granted, he still wanted to send her into an ever lasting loop of her worst fears come to life, but he took what he could get for the time being.


"Raya?" He repeated in a purr, tilting his head to the side in thought as his eye twitched, "I haven't ever met a 'Raya' before." Quincy blew a little at his own hair, the white locks having fallen in front of his eyes as he moved his head, coming undone from his hair-clips. They had never really stayed in place the same way after Vahl had removed them. He would have to speak to the wisp about that, when he got back.


@DestinyRed

 

[DestinyRed]

"Stop calling me Darling." she snapped in annoyance, "I'm about as Darling to you as you are a kitten wearing a tutu to me." she hated when people called her anything like that, 'My Dear' was the one that really got on her nerves though.


"And you used to return to Ellie right?" she asked with a glare. She was literally a firecracker at the moment, happy one moment then annoyed the next.


Raya quirked a brow at his useless barrettes, or bad usage of barrettes to be exact, "Curl the bangs back then push the barrette forward near the root of your hair." she stated with crossed arms, "If you don't it'll keep coming loose."

 

[Cryobionic]

"Are you giving me hair tips now?" Quincy asked amused after balking a little at her comparison, settling for just letting his white locks hang in his face for now, "You really are an interesting character, aren't you?"


The nightmare mulled over the name 'Ellie' in his head for a while, before his clouded mind finally decided on connecting the name to the witch, and he nodded his head slowly at the girl, "Yes. She had the most delightful fears, she did, utterly delicious. Sweet girl too, if you're into that sort of thing. Had to leave her be, though, unfortunately."


Quincy shrugged his shoulders lightly before spinning around in a circle, arms outstretched as he let out a soft giggle, "But there are plenty more dreams to feed on, plenty more fears to take advantage of. They never run out, fears, people are always afraid of something."

 

[DestinyRed]

"Don't forget peculiar." She added to the comment about her character, "Interesting is an over used word." Raya stated.


She scoffee at his comment about Ellie, "Don't you ever think about what you're doing to those people? How would you like it if someone peltered you with your own fears then left you to paranoid to even sleep?" She asked in disgust.


"Why can't you just feed of people's fear without leaving the bloody mortified?" She asked with narrowed eyes.

 

[Cryobionic]

Quincy flipped over backwards, coming to a halt right in front of the protector, his nose nearly touching hers as he stared into her eyes, his reflection clear in the green orbs, "Because," He purred in delight, "It's not as fun." The nightmare grinned, and this time his eyes showed every bit of his broken mind, his demented and sadistic nature on clear display for the girl to see. Quincy backed away, his grin never faltering.


"I wouldn't know anything about being paranoid within sleep, or being fearful for that matter. I've never been, and I don't think it's possible." At least, he couldn't remember ever being afraid of anything, slightly annoyed, perhaps, but never afraid. Quincy bent over backwards, studying the blue haired girl up side down, "And that's the best part about being a nightmare."

 

[DestinyRed]

Raya held her ground in front of the Nightmare, "Let's put it in your terms." She said, taking in a sharp breath as she looked at his eyes, "Imagine if someone put your mind back together.... Every broken memory and shattered feeling, glorious triumph and horrible failure. Every scar or scab that ever graced your skin explained, you'd be curious, correct?" She asked her mouth in a thin line as she tilted her head.


"But everyone has something they don't want to know, or are even afraid of. If you can't be scared, just imagine never feeding off of someones fear again. I bet that's the closest thing you'll get to fear... at the moment." She glared in annoyance then took a few steps back and sat down, "Now how do I get out of here? I keep getting trapped in dreams." She said, putting both her hands together then sticking them at the floor, only to make a small thump.


"I don't know how to get out of this one."

 

[Cryobionic]

Quincy listened to her words with slight interest, still staring at her from his upside-down view. He wondered if she knew. If she knew about Jun's offer to regain their memories. From the way she was speaking, he would assume so, but her tone and look told him otherwise. "Perhaps," He finally murmured, flipping back up before turning around to look at her properly, "Or perhaps not. I doubt your properly made up mind of what is right and what is wrong would be able to understand what it means to be broken."


His tone was monotone, his stare far away. The white locks of hair that had so stubbornly refused to stay in place hung over his face, cascading his pale features in streaks of shadow. The nightmare's fingers twitched, his purple fingernails reaching up to scrape against the wound on his wrist. Briefly, he wondered in his twin would feel it too, the itch that seemed to lay just under the surface of the partially healed skin. That, for some reason, brought him a sense of comfort.


"I'm not a 'dream jumper'." The nightmare murmured, "But I would suggest opening your eyes, Raya."

 

[DestinyRed]

"Broken?" she asked then held up a fist and raised her pointer finger, "Confused," she raised a finger every time she listed something, "Lost, scared, angry, hurt, bruised, scarred, depressed and grieving. I've been every single one of those, but I guess I just couldn't understand what it means to be broken." she drawled then raised an eyebrow at him.


"I'm guessing it didn't occur to you that I don't know how to do that from here, I usually just dive out." she said then tilted her head, "And how did you know I was a dream jumper...?"


After staring awkwardly at his bangs she walked forward and snatched his barrette, "It's bugging me." she muttered then pulled his hair to the side and placed the Barrette firmly in place before pulling her hands back.

 

[Cryobionic]

"No," Quincy murmured, his eyes darkening a little as he stared at her, "You truly couldn't."


The nightmare didn't know what half of the feelings she had just ticked off on her slender fingers meant. He knew what they represented, what they made people do, as he had evoked them numerous times in the past to get the desired result out of his subjects, however, the notion of what those feelings might be like to experience personally, was a foreign concept to him. Something he was quite happy about, honestly.


"There are not many who possess the power to travel through sleep," The nightmare then said, in response to her second question, his fingers lacing together in front of him, "Really, there are only so many things you could be. And a nightmare is certainly not one of them. Unless you've been dragged down to the underworld, which I most seriously doubt-"


Quincy's mouth snapped shut as her previously mentioned slender fingers were suddenly dangerously close to his face. His red eyes almost crossed as he looked up when they began working on fixing his fringe. It was an odd thing to just suddenly do, and it reminded him instantly of a certain wisp. "No sense of self preservation at all." He muttered bemused as she pulled back, his head tilting to the side to study her further, brows furrowed in contemplation.


"I predict you're not going to live very long." He finally said after a few seconds of absolute silence, his hand reaching up to feel his hair, finding it surprisingly well stuck in place.

 

[DestinyRed]

"I have self preservation!" she squeaked, "Just not a very good amount of it..." which was the complete truth, if she didn't have any at all she'd probably be dead at the moment.


As she listened to his prediction, out of boredom she pointed her hand down and tried to pull up something to sit on. Nothing happened. She frowned then flicked her hand, causing a small gust of wind to clear up the area before she sat down on the ground, "And why is that?" she asked, flopping on her back and looking up at the sky, "You're not going to kill me. If you were I have a feeling I'd already be dead."


Actually, she knew she'd be dead if he wanted to kill her, she was just curious why she wasn't dead yet.

 

[Cryobionic]

"You're not wrong." Quincy shrugged lightly, watching her attempt at manipulating the dreamworld with an akin of curiosity, "If you had been anybody else I would have not hesitated. You would have become just another broken and bloody distorted image of a forgotten dream in the mind of the man whose mind we are occupying." Quincy laughed, the sound seeming deranged, off somehow.


"Your physical body would have suffered no marks, however. So should you want to test the patience of another nightmare, you wouldn't have to fret about arranging a closed casket." The nightmare gave a dark smirk, quickly followed by a giggle as he imagined that picture in his mind.

 

[DestinyRed]

"So I'd be a broken dream huh?" she asked well looking up at the sky, "Thank the gods I wouldn't be a broken bad dream, I hate bad dreams." she muttered, looking up at the stars.


She raised her leg an impressive height up and pointed at a particularly bright star in the sky, "That's Algol, the demon star. Technically it's Medusa's star but it's considered the evil star, if you were any star in the sky that would be you." she knew he was bad, or at least had done something bad, so she found that star suiting for him.


She kicked her leg a little father back and pointed at a smaller star, "That is Chara, it means Joy, everyone says I'd be that one." she murmured, "I never knew that dreams had the same sky and stars... Maybe this guy is an astronomer." she pointed at the Nightmare, "Every star in that sky tells a story, some people say if you find the right star it'll tell you your story." She couldn't believe she was so bored that she had gotten to astrology but there was one more thing she needed to add to her sentence, "But sometimes, the stars aren't in the sky."

 

[Cryobionic]

"No, you'd be a dead dream, luv." Quincy giggled, shaking his head at her naive behavior, "And then I'd eat you, because once dead, the promise would be void." His tone of voice suggested he wasn't joking, and the gin on his face only served to drive that notion home.


When the girl started prattling on about the stars, Quincy nearly tuned her out, finding no interest in discussing or even listening to something as boring as astronomy of all things. But he decided to listen, quirking an eyebrow at her comment about him being Algol. He guessed he could see the resemblance. Being compared to a star, though, he wasn't sure about.


"I added them for realism." He muttered, his hand lifting to point at the tiny lights, making them flicker slightly to prove his point "You'd be surprised how many meals wake up when they realize their dream isn't real. Back at the circus, I once had one flee when he noticed the shade of green on his bed sheets weren't the same as they would have been in real life. A rookie mistake really, but I was quite young then." Quincy paused, his crimson gaze returning to stare at the protector on the forest floor, "I returned the night after, he didn't have time to notice the coloring of his duvet."

 

[DestinyRed]

"A dream none the less, not bad or evil, a good dream." she stated with a tiny smile then thought over what he last said, "Oh, so it's a promise keeping me alive huh?" she asked with a laugh then her nails turned a bright shade of yellow, "Oh, so now you decide to unfreeze." she muttered to her hands.


She looked over at the nightmare with a quirked brow, "But why put something so pretty? Couldn't you have just made the sky cloudy and be done with it?" she asked then perked up when he mentioned a circus,"Oh, circus's rule! I love watching acrobats! Especially the trapeze artists!" she cheered happily.

 

[Cryobionic]

"Because I like pretty things." Quincy stated simply, raising an eyebrow at her sudden display of speaking to her hands. He had seen many an insane action before, but talking to ones hands was a new one even for him. He decided not to comment on the promise part of her sentence, though, as that had been a slip of the tongue in the first place. A tiny slip, perhaps, but a slip none the less.


A quick, genuine smile was flashed at her excitement over the circus, and the nightmare's red eyes lit up slightly, "I don't think you'd enjoy my circus, darling," He chuckled, his thoughts straying home, to smells of popcorn. And blood. "My trapeze artist preform on bones, it's quite the show. And the acrobats bend in the most delightfully unnatural ways. In fact, their popping joints is a part of the show."

 

[DestinyRed]

"It's still a circus though, as long as there's popcorn and no murder then it sounds pretty cool." she said with a smile, "And wouldn't popping joints hurt? I know I'm flexible but I've never gone as far as popping joints."


She suddenly stood up and placed her hands on the floor then kicked her legs up into a hand stand, "I would laugh if I saw skeleton's doing this." she admitted then studied the nightmare, noting that his nails were painted which had her laughing well she was upside down, "What did you do at your circus?" she asked with a curious look.

 

[Cryobionic]

"Luv, there's popcorn with murder." Quincy giggled, rolling his eyes, "And of course it hurts. That's the whole point. Creatures of hell doesn't come to my circus to be bored, now do they?" He scoffed at the very thought. A circus without torture and pain was not a circus at all. The very concept was ridiculous.


"And I think you might be loosing your mind." He commented wryly as she flipped over on her hands, her laughter ringing out throughout the whole forest, echoing off the barriers of the dream. It sounded weird, to him, too genuine, perhaps. The nightmare stepped out of the way as to nit be hit in the face by her feet. Her technique was good, a little clumsy perhaps. "I'm the ringmaster."

 

[DestinyRed]

Raya made a weird face then flipped back onto her feet, "The last time I went to a circus the lion bit it's trainer. I was younger so I didn't have any powers and I guess I ended up laughing." she admitted quietly. The trainer deserved it though, he wasn't the kindest to his animals. It was odd to think she once laughed at someones pain.


Raya scoffed at his comment, "That's offensive that you'd even say I'm loosing my mind! At least have the decency to recognize the my mind is long lost." she said sarcastically took a look of astonishment at his next comment, "Y-you are the ringmaster?" she asked with wide eyes, "But were's your hat and fat?" she asked with a laugh. All ringmasters she'd seen had been fat and had a very tall hat.


She knew she should hate a circus like that, but she really liked the circus. She'd knew she'd hate it if she saw it up close but it was fun to talk about.

 

[Cryobionic]

"We don't have lions," Quincy mused, tapping one purple nailed finger against his cheek in thought, "But we do have eight large spiderlings donated from Arachne... four undead horses, two elephants of greed, three hellhounds and a couple of handsome giant serpents." The nightmare ticked everything off on his fingers, his mind instantly going into what he liked to think off as 'ringmaster mode', where everything was stored away in perfect order. When it came to his circus, he was rather exact. "And of course a bunch of humans, but those are pretty expendable, so we get in new shipments nearly every week."


At her mention of the stereotypical image of a typical ringmaster, a genuine, deranged laugh began to bubble up in his chest, and the nightmare bent over backwards, letting the top of his head brush up against the leaves in mirth. "Oh, but what a hilarious image!" He giggled, gripping his cheeks as he laughed, "Marvelous, truly!" Quincy flipped back up, the amusement dropping from his face in an instant, replaced with pure, sadistic insanity.


"The old ringmaster was both fat and lazy. He owned a very posh and stylish top hat too. I took that from him, along with the position, when I twisted his lazy head off his fat shoulders."

 

[Elfia Nightwing]

Ellie looked up a Vinny, staring at his face for a good five minutes. "Vinny," she finally murmured, keeping her gaze on the demon. She pulled his face close to her's, her blue eyes boring into his red ones. "Can I...Give you a make over?" she finally asked, smiling brightly at the demon."I have some makeup that I think would look really, really good on you, and I've always wanted to do a cat eye on you!" she smiled happily.

 

[Cryobionic]

"A makeover." Vincent repeated slowly, his expression clearly stating that he thought she might have lost her mind completely. With a small sigh, he shook his head slowly from side to side, before, in a quiet deadpan, uttering the word "no." in no uncertain terms. He was just about to explain to her why, the crestfallen expression taking over her face prompting him to do so, when, in a flash of light, something thumped down in the middle of the cafe.


Instantly alert and on the defense, the demon stepped forward, his hand automatically reaching back to push the witch behind him, eyes narrowing at the person on the floor. White hair, tiny frame... it almost looked like... "Spooks?"