Fantasy The Random Hotel

[Cuddly Kraken]

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Caspian looked at her wide-eyed, "Okay." With fake Tony Montana's accent, he then said, "I see how it is." He nodded his head slowly as he contemplated how to win this war they just started. "Well," he began speaking in an exaggerated manner, "I guess I'll be CRAWLING my way to the pool..." he emphasized on the word 'crawling.' As he crawled away very slowly, he looked back at her from the corner of his eye. Maybe.. she might fall for this... he thought.

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"Oh? Alright then, have fun," Seven yawned, examining her nails. Dang honey, you need to clip your raptor claws. You could murder The Thing with those things. The what? I keep forgetting how sheltered you were as a child. Though "sheltered" isn't the right word to use there... Just be quiet.

 

[SachiGrl]

HEAD OF THE HOTEL

Sha'tana nodded her head slowly as Ezekial spoke. Sounds like he literally went through hell and back. "I'll give you a break," she said nonchalantly, "Tell Algor that your drinks are free, and that Gu's middle name is Ti." She waved at him. She walked towards her room with a limp. Boy, was she tired and boy did she miss Hex. She wondered where he was and why did he leave so suddenly. She felt her heart begin to ache along with her legs, arms, back and head. The moment she stood in front of her bedroom door, she lightly placed her head on it and began to cry. Why did he leave me... was all she could think.


Oh and by the way, the code, 'Gu's middle name is Ti,' means don't give Mr. Serafino sh*t. If Algor hears that phrase he'll grab all the boos and stash it where only ghouls and ghosts can be.


Appearance:


Human Form & Demon Form

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Before Caspian could make it to the pool, his wounds slightly healed. This was enough to allow his fin morph into two legs. Caspian sighed in relief. "Ha." he laughed at Seven, "I'm good." He stood up with a cocky smile. He wiggled his butt at her and walked to the Shop within the hotel. He bought himself a new bathing suit. Well, with what money? Okay, okay. The robot freaked out and he snuck one on. No biggie.

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[David Van Aken]

Ajax rose slowly, his body aching from the beating and slashing he went through recently. He rose, showered again, then put on his proper swashbuckling attire with his rapier on his belt and his sack of coins in his pocket. He also went over to his crate and took out a few bottles of "Alchemist's Fire" which he obtained in his recent journey to his homeland. He put them in his leg pockets. He closed the crate and laughed at the amount of chaos he could cause with what was inside of it. He put his scroll on his nightstand then walked of the door. Wonder where everyone else is right now. Then he remembered that he had gore soaked clothes from his recent battle with Demons. He whistled for a nearby bot and told it to go into his room and get all of the stains out of his clothes. The droid nodded, ran into the room, took Ajax's clothes and ran off to clean them.


Ajax perked his already pointed ears and concentrated on where he heard sound. He followed his ears to where he heard talking. On the way over there he kept on wondering what he should do with the slashmark on his left calf. He already washed it out with water and such, but he heard that over here he heard there was a sterilizer that hurt less than alcohol, something he thought was called, "Peroxide". He shrugged it off an urban myth and then found himself in the restaurant. He saw some people sitting at tables separate from each other so he took an extra cushion and put it down on an empty chair near the same table as Sky and carried it over to her table, to be closer to eye level to her. He raised a finger to order a pint of lager that apparently came all the way from where he was from. It was his favorite drink and he was excited to drink the sweet nectar for the first time in a few days. He turned around and said slightly coldly, "Howdy." Never really got to know this one too well, she seemed nice, I was a bit of a jerk though. I gave her some of the tough guy bit I believe... Bit of a cutie as well. He stiffened up a bit at this thought, as if he never really realized that she was a woman. He tried to look natural, but failed miserably. He was relieved when his lager got to the table. Dude, just don't be weird. You have nothing to fear, you've killed giants with excrement bigger than her. Be rational, you're just getting a drink.

 

[Cuddly Kraken]

After a fabulous butt wiggle from the fishy boy, Seven didn't know what to do. Go inside? She couldn't afford a hotel seeing that she had no money on her when leaving home. Home... Hell, she had left everything at home. She was lost in the human plane near a weird hotel and she was alone.


Oh baby girl, don't cry. It's okay, we'll figure something out, Phyra said softly in her head. Seven lifted a hand to her eye and found that they we're damp.


"I'm not crying, it's just... Ash from the dead bodies getting in my eyes," Seven lied pathetically, sniffling.


Honey, go inside. That lady had invited you in, didn she? Go on, go find someone to talk to about this.


"I don't need to talk to anyone," Seven snapped aloud. But still she followed her demon's advice and went inside. After checking in with a man name Gu (or something like that) she followed the smell of food and beer to what appeared to be a restaurant. She spotted several other people inside including the small man, but steered away from them.


Don't be antisocial.F-ck off.

 

[SammyXcatlover257]

Five cups of coffee later Narissa was still at the booth in the restaurant. She had long consumed the toast she ordered in between the gulps of coffee. It wasn't long till she needed to pay the sea a visit. One was quite over due she would have gone sooner but she got a little bit distracted with the coffee. "I think i found my Lotus Flower" She chuckled to herself referring to the tale of the Lotus Eaters in Greek Mythology. She took another sip of the warm beverage. Goodness what do they put in this? The souls of young children? It's like this coffee was bis-toed upon this place by the coffee gods. She rambled in her head awhile longer about the coffee....





Hmmm i'll just sit here a while longer and go to the beach a little bit later...when it's dark and i can go in peace. She thought to herself content with this plan she made. Narissa loved making plans and list then one by one checking each individual thing off in her head. Call her psycho it was what she enjoyed. Getting things done.


Narissa noticed a girl come in and sit by herself at a table. Hmmm perhaps she is another guest here? Should i wave, or something...She thought about what she should further do...Now focusing back on coffee she contemplated on what she should and should not do.

 

[ActionPony]

Ezekiel sighed. Even though Sha'tana tackled him, he didn't mind it. As Sha'tana moved away, Ezekiel stood up and turned to face the rest. "Alright." He threw the cigarette stub away. "Portals to heaven, hell or purgatory works very differently than anything else. If you use such portal, you don't know where you are going to be placed. Believe me, it's not a good thing at all. Now what I did was a greater gateway I focused my thoughts on Baal, because I knew he had something that I could use to stop Sha'tanas family from visiting." Ezekiel paced back and forth in on the beach continuing his explanation. "The gateway would take me close to my destination, and it did. I appeared in the Forger of War's domain.. Him that is also know as Azazel. He was the angel that fell with Lucifer, he was the one who created war among men, thaught humanity how to make weapons in the ancient times. Believe me I was surprised by this, and it was only too late that I understood why I was transported there."
Ezekiel created a blue flame in the air, he stood still and watched the flame. "Baal was dead. Abaddon had killed him. Again, i did not expect it. As I made my way to the center of the Forge masters domain, his smithy. I finally understood, Baals corpse was there used to create the lesser demons we destroyed. His powers used to create hellfire weaponry.. But this time I was lucky. Azazel had not finished removing Baal's putrid corpse, so I got what i needed." the flame mimicked the form of a heart. "His heart, While Baal's physical body was killed, his spirit still lingered. Without a blink I summoned him, which I shouldn't.. He tricked me." The flame changed it's form into a board with chess pieces. "We played a game basically.. If I won, I would have full access to his powers for just enough time to surround Eden with a warding aura. If I lost..." Ezekiel trailed off, staring at the blue fire burning.


He blinked and looked around and sighed. "It doesn't matter about losing. I won anyway.. But he had tricked me, Azazel was away but he could feel that Baal's powers where within his domain.. So what do the smith of hell do when intruders appear? He calls the general of hells forces. Azazel knew of course that it would take too much time for Abaddon to actually group the legions of hell in such short time. So he did what he could, and sent Baal's own minion, Asmoday who was now under Azazel's command. With all the lesser demons created by Baals corpse.. In that short amount of time I made the barrier.. Luckily.. But I did not have time to actually return to the gateway I made. That is another different thing about gateways and portals.. Gateways have to be destroyed completely.. Portals close after some time or after a certain amount have walked through.. I fled by creating a portal.. Which is why I appeared completely elsewhere near the hotel."


Ezekiel snuffed the flame. "I wont say that Lucy will forget this. But he wont try and attack us.. I'm sure of it.." Ezekiel chuckled and looked at everyone. "Maybe..."


He grinned before taking another cigarette and lit it with a small blue fire.


"And nobody died, that is the best part right?"

Artemis was relieved that it all had turned out okay. She lightly kissed Ezekiel on the cheek, and then went back to her room for a small nap.

 

[Dapper Bunny]

Ezekiel watched as the others left. "Well... That was interesting.." Ezekiel for the time being watched Artemis after she had kissed his cheek.. "..Right.. Gu's middle name is Ti? Yeah right. I've been here long enough not to believe that." "Sshh... e's tricking you.." Ezekiel keeled over and threw up.. He carefully looked around, making sure nobody was there. "Frack you Baal." "But you need me to hold the barrier.. You would die... If you tried without..." Ezekiel finished the cigarette and walked towards the hotel, Probably going to intimidate Algor for alchol.. Ezekiel sighed. A white lie is a lie. Baal wasn't dead, course not. Ezekiel wouldn't be able to hold that ward all by himself. He is no god.. "You're just part of my new self-conscious. Figment of my imaginaton.." Ezekiel waited for a bit, luckily it seemed the demons soul had silenced itself. "I'll figure a way to recreate you... My way."


Ezekiel literally kicked the doors open and stepped inside. He stared deadeyed into Algor's. A stare that would kill, if Algor wasn't already dead. "Alright.." Ezekiel went over to Algor. "We can do this.. In two ways.. Either you give me booze.. Or you give me booze while I'm beating you within inches of your undead life." Ezekiels hands bursted into flames again as he grabbed Algor. "Also.. Gu's middle names Ti. I know Sha'tana probably set that up.. I know her too well that she would never give me free time in the bar... Which is why I want to tell you this now.. I am not in the mood for games.. Now be a nice bartender...And make a Adios Mother F**ker. Extra vodka." Ezekiel let go of Algor with one hand quickly drawing a rune on the counter, done with his rune Ezekiel let go of Algor completely, although he kept his death stare. Algor tried his best to avoid Ezekiels gaze and keeping his posture. As Algor mixed Ezekiels drink he discreetly pressed a button under the counter, a button that signalled Gu to get Sha'tana to the bar, shortly finishing the drink Algor handed it over to Ezekiel. "Here you are, sir... Have... A nice day.."


Ezekiel grabbed the drink and moved towards the restaurant. "Huh.. So it's here you're all hiding? That's good.. Ge-" Ezekiel clutched his chest before regaining his posture. With a low mumble he swore. "A lesser one? Didn't we... Oh... Not now.. B." Ezekiel sighed and sat down at a random chair. "I'm going to turn you into a rabbit sooner rather than later.." Said Ezekiel quite out loud. "Now shut-up." He kept going.. Right until he took gulp of his drink. He placed it at the table and looked at the seated person in front of him. She was apparently lost in thoughts..


"Oi. You've been drinking lot's of coffee.. Something on your nerve lass?"

 

[IllusiveShade]

Malcolm emerged from his room (number 6) and almost fell out the door, landing on his hands. He quickly stood up, grabbed the doorknob and pulled the door back, closing the door as fast as he could and looked around.


His face had gotten three small scars, he had rings under his eyes, and his clothing was barely holding up. Long story short, he was a mess. It was obvious he had gotten no sleep the last couple of days. Even his tie was not even bound, it just hung around his neck like a dead animal he had slumped over the shoulder.


He slowly made his way towards the stairs, almost tripping with every step, pushing his hand against the wall as a sort of support now and then, when he was about to fall towards it. "I sure hope I don't disturb anyone with this noise." He yawned to himself. "Don't want to get that demon lady thing on my back for disturbing her guests.


He had Finally made it to the stairs and exclaimed "Bloody humongous, how am I going to get down those stairs." He made a deep sigh "Well only one way to find out." Malcolm put his foot into the air above the step and leaned forward, and fell. He numbed down every little step making small curses as he fell down. When he had finally reached the bottom he quickly stood up and looked around. "That COULD have gone better." He said as he made his trippy way towards the bar.


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[Cuddly Kraken]

Seven wiped her eyes, sniffling, and replaced her shades quickly upon realizing that she had forgotten them in her pocket. She bowed her head until her hair fell in her face and glanced around quickly; There was the blue-fiery man threatening the bar tender, a girl down cup after cup of coffee, she swore she had heard someone falling down a flight of stairs, and there was a midget man talking to a silver haired female.


Sittin' back here on your own ain't gonna solve anythin', baby doll. Go be social. I don't need their help. Why do I need help anyway? Don't you argue with me, Missy, you have to get off your sorry -ss and solve your problems. Mopin' in a corner and watchin' everyone like a creep ain't gonna help you. I don't care. Seven! Off! Your! -ss!


"Shut up!" Seven yelled aloud, grabbing the sides of her head as if her head were going to explode. She realized a moment later that she had yelled aloud and felt a little part of her dignity shrivel and die. Oh Hell. Ha!

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[ActionPony]

[QUOTE="Cuddly Kraken]

Seven wiped her eyes, sniffling, and replaced her shades quickly upon realizing that she had forgotten them in her pocket. She bowed her head until her hair fell in her face and glanced around quickly; There was the blue-fiery man threatening the bar tender, a girl down cup after cup of coffee, she swore she had heard someone falling down a flight of stairs, and there was a midget man talking to a silver haired female.


Sittin' back here on your own ain't gonna solve anythin', baby doll. Go be social. I don't need their help. Why do I need help anyway? Don't you argue with me, Missy, you have to get off your sorry -ss and solve your problems. Mopin' in a corner and watchin' everyone like a creep ain't gonna help you. I don't care. Seven! Off! Your! -ss!


"Shut up!" Seven yelled aloud, grabbing the sides of her head as if her head were going to explode. She realized a moment later that she had yelled aloud and felt a little part of her dignity shrivel and die. Oh Hell. Ha!

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Casey woke up quite refreshed after her nap. She summoned fire to her hands, just to see if her powers were working right. Upon verification that yes, they were, she whirlwinded downstairs.


Unfortunately, in her exuberance, post-power-return carelessness, and terrible sense of direction (usually mostly negated when whirlwinding), she missed her target, and ended up knocking over a young, black-haired human woman.


To Seven, it appeared as if she was hit by a sudden gust of wind, and then slammed into by Casey.


Once Casey had disentangled herself from Seven, she apologized: "I'm sorry about that! Are you all right?"

 

[Cuddly Kraken]

With a grunt, Seven was suddenly tackled out of her seat. The sudden crash brought about a groan and she sat up, and with dread realized that her glasses had not only been knocked off her face, but the lenses had shattered.


"I'm sorry about that! Are you all right?" the person asked. Seven growled, feeling rage build in her chest. Phyra's own anger wasn't helping.


Before anything of her could catch on fire other than her eyes, Seven stopped herself.


"I'm fine," She stated in a steely tone.

 

[dragonslayr]

[QUOTE="David Van Aken]Ajax rose slowly, his body aching from the beating and slashing he went through recently. He rose, showered again, then put on his proper swashbuckling attire with his rapier on his belt and his sack of coins in his pocket. He also went over to his crate and took out a few bottles of "Alchemist's Fire" which he obtained in his recent journey to his homeland. He put them in his leg pockets. He closed the crate and laughed at the amount of chaos he could cause with what was inside of it. He put his scroll on his nightstand then walked of the door. Wonder where everyone else is right now. Then he remembered that he had gore soaked clothes from his recent battle with Demons. He whistled for a nearby bot and told it to go into his room and get all of the stains out of his clothes. The droid nodded, ran into the room, took Ajax's clothes and ran off to clean them.
Ajax perked his already pointed ears and concentrated on where he heard sound. He followed his ears to where he heard talking. On the way over there he kept on wondering what he should do with the slashmark on his left calf. He already washed it out with water and such, but he heard that over here he heard there was a sterilizer that hurt less than alcohol, something he thought was called, "Peroxide". He shrugged it off an urban myth and then found himself in the restaurant. He saw some people sitting at tables separate from each other so he took an extra cushion and put it down on an empty chair near the same table as Sky and carried it over to her table, to be closer to eye level to her. He raised a finger to order a pint of lager that apparently came all the way from where he was from. It was his favorite drink and he was excited to drink the sweet nectar for the first time in a few days. He turned around and said slightly coldly, "Howdy." Never really got to know this one too well, she seemed nice, I was a bit of a jerk though. I gave her some of the tough guy bit I believe... Bit of a cutie as well. He stiffened up a bit at this thought, as if he never really realized that she was a woman. He tried to look natural, but failed miserably. He was relieved when his lager got to the table. Dude, just don't be weird. You have nothing to fear, you've killed giants with excrement bigger than her. Be rational, you're just getting a drink.

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Sky took a sip of coffee and began to eat her small meal. She found it so good that she made a mental note to thank whoever it was who made it, if she could. Suddenly, Ajax sat down next to her. "Howdy," he said.


After taking another gulp of coffee, she looked over as the small man and grinned. "Hey there, Ajax. How are you doing on this... fine morning, if I can call it that."

 

[ActionPony]

[QUOTE="Cuddly Kraken]With a grunt, Seven was suddenly tackled out of her seat. The sudden crash brought about a groan and she sat up, and with dread realized that her glasses had not only been knocked off her face, but the lenses had shattered.
"I'm sorry about that! Are you all right?" the person asked. Seven growled, feeling rage build in her chest. Phyra's own anger wasn't helping.


Before anything of her could catch on fire other than her eyes, Seven stopped herself.


"I'm fine," She stated in a steely tone.

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Casey was even more embarrassed by her mistake when she saw that the girl's glasses had been apparently knocked to the ground. She considered whether this should be considered a wishing situation, and decided yes, as since it was entirely her fault, she was indebted to the girl for the glasses. That should be enough for a small wish, like, say, for the glasses back.


She said: "I'm really sorry about this. I didn't mean to hit you, or knock your glasses off. Oh, and speaking of the glasses, would you like them back?"

 

[IllusiveShade]

Malcolm had finally made it to the bar. Although it had taken three more falls and a shattered plant to get to the bar, he had been able to get up on a stool without falling of it. Yet anyway.


"One pot of coffee please." Malcolm said with a tired look on his face. "Oh and could you tell room service that my room needs to get tightened up a bit. I think I got 4 or 5 coffee pots just laying around after the last days intense, uhm, study." The bartender bowed slightly and soon a pot of coffee and a porcelain cup stood in front of Malcolm.


Malcolm drank his coffee like he had not gotten any for years, even though his statement before said otherwise. The pot was soon empty, and Malcolm looked slightly refreshed, although every inch of his aperense, looked like a car wreck and an abandoned city had gotten a miscarriage. But at least his eyes had now lived up a bit.


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[Cuddly Kraken]

Casey was even more embarrassed by her mistake when she saw that the girl's glasses had been apparently knocked to the ground. She considered whether this should be considered a wishing situation, and decided yes, as since it was entirely her fault, she was indebted to the girl for the glasses. That should be enough for a small wish, like, say, for the glasses back.
She said: "I'm really sorry about this. I didn't mean to hit you, or knock your glasses off. Oh, and speaking of the glasses, would you like them back?"

Would we like them back? No sh-t Sherlock but they're broken. She broke them! Apology is not accepted! Burn her! Burn her to a crisp. No, shut up Phyra! It was an accident and as much as I'd love to take out my anger on her, she doesn't deserve that. So? She is the one who not only tackled us like a barbarian but broke our only barrier between peace and judgement!





As muh as she'd like to deny that, it was true. Her glasses were a defense mechanism against judging looks and harsh comments. Now, they were gone. She had come into the mortal plane with nearly nothing and now... Now, she really did have nothing.


She couldn't help herself. Her hair caught on fire without her consent and she growled, warning the girl back before either of them did anything drastically stupid.

 

[SachiGrl]

Malcolm had finally made it to the bar. Although it had taken three more falls and a shattered plant to get to the bar, he had been able to get up on a stool without falling of it. Yet anyway.
"One pot of coffee please." Malcolm said with a tired look on his face. "Oh and could you tell room service that my room needs to get tightened up a bit. I think I got 4 or 5 coffee pots just laying around after the last days intense, uhm, study." The bartender bowed slightly and soon a pot of coffee and a porcelain cup stood in front of Malcolm.


Malcolm drank his coffee like he had not gotten any for years, even though his statement before said otherwise. The pot was soon empty, and Malcolm looked slightly refreshed, although every inch of his aperense, looked like a car wreck and an abandoned city had gotten a miscarriage. But at least his eyes had now lived up a bit.


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HEAD OF THE HOTEL

Sha'tana was not in the best of moods, but she still had a job to do. Normally, coffee was not a necessity of Sha'tana's, but today is definitely an exception. She sat by a human guest who was also having a cup of coffee. She gave him a look. This guy looks like he came straight from the slums, "Bad day, huh?" Sha'tana was in her human form dressed in a basic, black wrap dress that reached her knees. The only part of her body that implied she had a bad day was her face. Her nose was red, cheeks flushed, and her eyes showed evidence of recent crying. Algor already knew what Sha'tana wanted; it was only a matter of time that she would receive her coffee.


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Human Form & Demon Form

 

[IllusiveShade]

HEAD OF THE HOTEL

Sha'tana was not in the best of moods, but she still had a job to do. Normally, coffee was not a necessity of Sha'tana's, but today is definitely an exception. She sat by a human guest who was also having a cup of coffee. She gave him a look. This guy looks like he came straight from the slums, "Bad day, huh?" Sha'tana was in her human form dressed in a basic, black wrap dress that reached her knees. The only part of her body that implied she had a bad day was her face. Her nose was red, cheeks flushed, and her eyes showed evidence of recent crying. Algor already knew what Sha'tana wanted; it was only a matter of time that she would receive her coffee.


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Human Form & Demon Form

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Malcolm looked at the girl seated beside him and gave her a a tired look. "Like you would not believe. I have been closed in my room for three days straight working on some project for my boss. And now, I am finally done, and I thought I would come down and socialize a little." He sighed and smiled a light smile. "Normally I would be drinking some harsh single malt, but one glass and I would just hit the boards, and not like my fine entrance into here."


Malcolm looked in his empty mug and placed it back down. "You don't seem to have had a good day yourself." Malcolm said, still looking into his mug.

 

[ActionPony]

[QUOTE="Cuddly Kraken]
Would we like them back? No sh-t Sherlock but they're broken. She broke them! Apology is not accepted! Burn her! Burn her to a crisp. No, shut up Phyra! It was an accident and as much as I'd love to take out my anger on her, she doesn't deserve that. So? She is the one who not only tackled us like a barbarian but broke our only barrier between peace and judgement!



As muh as she'd like to deny that, it was true. Her glasses were a defense mechanism against judging looks and harsh comments. Now, they were gone. She had come into the mortal plane with nearly nothing and now... Now, she really did have nothing.


She couldn't help herself. Her hair caught on fire without her consent and she growled, warning the girl back before either of them did anything drastically stupid.

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"Please answer yes or no."


Casey wasn't bothered by the fire, but not being able to fix the glasses because this girl refused to make her wish grated on her.

 

[David Van Aken]

Ajax loosened up a bit and scratched his chest, making an audible noise of nails gliding over scabs. He began with a grin and began calmly, "Oh, what a fine morning it is. No demons opening a portal to hell, no Half-orc trying to rip me in half, no guards trying to lop my head off." He took a sip of his lager, it was definitely from where the hotel workers claimed, but it was a bit dead. He put it down on the table again. He spoke, "Yes, it is a fine morning and I'm doing just fine." His eyebrows rose in a way that made him look curious. He spoke calmly again, "And you?"

 

[dragonslayr]

Sky cringed as he talked about the battle with demons that occurred that morning. She took another large sip of coffee and rose her eyebrow. "Yeah, I guess that wasn't the best choice of words," she said, chuckling. "I'm doing pretty good myself. Just felt like having some breakfast." She finished her food in another bite and slid the plate away.

 

[ActionPony]

[QUOTE="Cuddly Kraken]
Would we like them back? No sh-t Sherlock but they're broken. She broke them! Apology is not accepted! Burn her! Burn her to a crisp. No, shut up Phyra! It was an accident and as much as I'd love to take out my anger on her, she doesn't deserve that. So? She is the one who not only tackled us like a barbarian but broke our only barrier between peace and judgement!



As muh as she'd like to deny that, it was true. Her glasses were a defense mechanism against judging looks and harsh comments. Now, they were gone. She had come into the mortal plane with nearly nothing and now... Now, she really did have nothing.


She couldn't help herself. Her hair caught on fire without her consent and she growled, warning the girl back before either of them did anything drastically stupid.

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Casey decided that, given the situation with the glasses being a specific repayment for something that was her fault, she could use the power of a wish to fix the glasses. And so she did. She held her hand out, and the broken glasses disappeared from the floor and reappeared, fixed, in Casey's hand. She gave them to the girl.


"There you go, good as new. It's the least that I can do."

 

[David Van Aken]

Ajax tapped the table in a slow beat and said."Good..Good." He didn't really know what else to say on that topic. He looked at the Sky's feet and saw her Converse shoes. He said questioningly, "Those shoes that you have on, strange things. I see people wearing them around enough around these parts, but I don't quite understand them. They seem to be so... I don't know, flimsy. What is the purpose of a shoe that may as well be a light sock?"He took another swig of his drink, it was about half full afterwards. She's going to think I'm a loon for asking that, it's probably the fashionable foot ware around here or something, but what if they have magical qualities? Perhaps that's why she's wearing shoes made primarily of cloth, so they could be enchanted, much like a wizard's robes, or that one wizard's beard, or that...

 

[dragonslayr]

Sky thought about Ajax's question. What is so great about them, she wondered. Why is everyone always praising them and buying multiple pairs. "Well... I wear these because they're my only pair of shoes and they've fit to my feet comfortably," she said. "However, I don't know why so many people like them. I mean, I've only had these for a couple of years, and they're already torn. So, I totally agree with you. Why, what are your shoes made of?"

 

[Cuddly Kraken]

Casey decided that, given the situation with the glasses being a specific repayment for something that was her fault, she could use the power of a wish to fix the glasses. And so she did. She held her hand out, and the broken glasses disappeared from the floor and reappeared, fixed, in Casey's hand. She gave them to the girl.
"There you go, good as new. It's the least that I can do."

"... How did you do that?" Seven asked, completely taken aback by her glasses disappearing and reappearing intact in the girls hand. She snatched her shades and examined them, then quickly tucked them on. "Thanks, I guess."

 

[David Van Aken]

Ajax looks over at Sky's feet again and sees the tears and rips in then that he hadn't cared to notice before, since they were black shoes under the the shadow of the table. He nodded in agreement with Sky's statements. He then looked at his worn, leather boots. After a moment or two of thought, he began,"I would like to say that these shoes are made of cow leather, but they could also be made from an ox's leather. They are both somewhat popular where I'm from." He took another swig, leaving the glass about a quarter full. He started once again,"If you want to get some nicer shoes, I'm sure we could figure something out. Unless they're your thing or something like that." He taped his rapier's handle and began again with a little smile,"Everyone's got a thing."