«We Could Be Legends»

[Fanci Feathers Marans]

Cold and raining, of course. Yay.
Camilla grabbed her rain jacket, and slipped it on. "I'm going out." She called, in response she got a "Where?" from her father, but the only response he got was a shut door.
She jogged down the sidewalk, and a silver streak rushed by her, she stumbled, catching herself from falling though. "Hey, watch it, Lachlan!" She snarled after him, but he was too far ahead to hear. Will he ever stop doing that? She wondered dryly.
As she came to the 'Pancake House' she paused and walked in.
Glancing around, she noticed a girl with red hair like her own looking as though she was looking out the window, though she noticed she was really looking at another girl, who Cam realized was Delilah, talking to Lachlan. Grace and her brother sat behind them, and behind them sat another girl, she looked familiar to her, but she couldn't place her.
As she walked by Lachlan and Delilah she flicked Lachlan on the shoulder. "Thanks a lot for splashing mud on me, Moon-Moon." She said sarcastically to her cousin, and nodded a hello to Delilah, then continued walking, sitting at a table to the side and picking up the menu.

I shoved my foot into the shoe. "What does Moon-Moon even mean?" I ask, mostly to myself as I get up.

 

[RiverStorm]

I roll my eyes at the idea of Moon-Moon. I never did understand Dad's pet name for Mom.

"I'm awake," I admit, taking a sip of coffee, "which isn't good, but it is what it is. Nessie makes sense, though, doesn't it? Short for Loch Ness Monster? And you're names Lachlashhh whatever."

Then I noticed the lonely girl was still watching me. I don't think she noticed my gaze this time, though. She was pretty, blaze red hair and freckles. Wait... freckles. It was then that I remembered I had forgotten to put my makeup on this morning, and my face was still unwashed and greasy. I pulled up the hood of my fuzzy-bunny housecoat, doing my best to hide my face behind it.

The morning rush was starting, and as more and more people, Dad flitted from table to table, and it was apparent that his coffee was starting to kick in. That stupid smile grows wider and wider as he addresses the different people. I sigh. Sometimes he can be so embarrassing.

Then I heard some angry tones. Uh-oh. Sounds like one of those customers. I noticed the boy in another section, trying to get the attention of a waitress that I recognized as Christine. I clenched my jaw. She had her hands full with five orders on her tray, and a full drink chassie in her other hand.

I sigh, then reach under the table for my prosthetic and my shoe. I might as well help out. It's not like taking one order is going to kill anyone.

Lachlan chuckled at her disgust at being awake. "Yeah, it's pretty slick. And my name is Lachlan, not Lachlashhh."
He looked over as the snappish boy kept harassing poor Christine. He bit his lip. "He needs to lay off." He snarled under his breath, not really knowing he said it.

 

[Thing2]

Brisa realized that the girl that had just come in was someone she recognized from school as well, and she relaxed slightly because she "knew" people. Then she felt like a bit of an introverted weirdo. Then she felt even more weird for having an entire internal dialogue about how weird she was and abandoned the subject entirely.

 

[FrankieDoodle]

"Hey-hey Jessi look at these 'death by pancakes' if I eat them, do you think I'll die? I'm really curious now." Toby said with enthusiasm, pointing to the spot on his menu. Jessi ignored him, and stared at the boy yelling at Christine. Toby frowned when she ignored him. His frown deepened when he saw what she was looking at. "If someone was doing that to one of my coworkers I would have punched him. If he won't knock it off I'm going to tell him to leave her alone." He said quietly, staring at the boy.

 

[Cluckcluck1215]

Taylor suddenly froze, looking away from the door.Mapleshade! Frozen panic shot through her. Her breathing quickened as Mapleshade walked past her. She heard a soft chuckle, Mapleshade standing in front of the booth."Leave. Me. Alone."Taylor hissed.

 

[Cluckcluck1215]

"Hey-hey Jessi look at these 'death by pancakes' if I eat them, do you think I'll die? I'm really curious now." Toby said with enthusiasm, pointing to the spot on his menu. Jessi ignored him, and stared at the boy yelling at Christine. Toby frowned when she ignored him. His frown deepened when he saw what she was looking at. "If someone was doing that to one of my coworkers I would have punched him. If he won't knock it off I'm going to tell him to leave her alone." He said quietly, staring at the boy.

Wolfram snapped at Christine again."I don't need you asking me the same question a hundred times!"He growled. He looked up, and returned Toby's stare. A cold, hard, stare. His pupils where slits like a cat, giving him a slightly scary look to him.

 

[HoodedHuntress]

Virio noticed many heads turning focused on an altercation with a worker and patron, shaking his head absently. That's the way the world was, wasn't it? Riddled with worms of inconsideration and selfishness. And without the confidence, attitude, of the world to fight back, the weak would be run over and the evil would simply continue. In that moment, Virio felt very alone - those words were saddened with the curse of reality, imposing its presence undoubtedly. With a shake of his head, he headed for the pair, his dark eyes focused on the boy who yelled at her.

 

[Fanci Feathers Marans]

Taylor suddenly froze, looking away from the door.Mapleshade! Frozen panic shot through her. Her breathing quickened as Mapleshade walked past her. She heard a soft chuckle, Mapleshade standing in front of the booth."Leave. Me. Alone."Taylor hissed.

I walked back to the kitchen, hunting up a spare notepad and a pencil. It took a minute, but managed to find one tucked away in a drawer. Still in my PJs, I marched up to the angry blue-eyed boy. I had meant to say the normal 'can I help you,' but "What's your problem?" came out, dripping with false enthusiasm.

 

[HoodedHuntress]

I walked back to the kitchen, hunting up a spare notepad and a pencil. It took a minute, but managed to find one tucked away in a drawer. Still in my PJs, I marched up to the angry blue-eyed boy. I had meant to say the normal 'can I help you,' but "What's your problem?" came out, dripping with false enthusiasm.

Virio eyed the girl who had joined him, letting her speak, but never releasing his glare on the boy. He saw a switch in those eyes, now there was opposition, there was resistance to his ignorant yelling. Some of his hair fell in front of his right eye, hiding it from the sight of the boy, making him all the more cryptic.
(Should someone play the boy XD?)

 

[Cluckcluck1215]

I walked back to the kitchen, hunting up a spare notepad and a pencil. It took a minute, but managed to find one tucked away in a drawer. Still in my PJs, I marched up to the angry blue-eyed boy. I had meant to say the normal 'can I help you,' but "What's your problem?" came out, dripping with false enthusiasm.

Wolfram's head snapped up, and he gave her a hard stare. Anger glittered in his gaze, but under it...grief."I don't need to give any reasoning to You."He snarled, trying to sound menacing, but it came out as a half-heart sob like snarl.