The Hidden Door-A Role Play (AKA The Most Dangerous Coffee Shop II)

[Rubysword]

Aella slunk away from Kevin, Lilith, Ciro and Kylan, keeping her head low. Introductions, introductions...what's in a name? Why do people always ask for your name?
She mulled over this, hovering near the edge of another group. A frizzy redhead treating her wounds, a boy with bird-like features, a dark-skinned girl, a man with three eyes with a yellow eyed woman at his side, and a fox boy with another girl, whom had poorly dyed hair.
And a tiny man with a cat. "Exuse me," not someone with tact for social conversations, Aella butted into the conversations. "Is there somebody here who could tell me what's going on?"

"Join the club. We can give you some background, bit we don't know what's happening now." Haddie said, finishing tending her chest. She looked down at her leg. "This one's going to hurt." She muttered. "I don't suppose anyone has healing powers?" She joked halfheartedly. She sighed and grit her teeth, beginning the painful process.of cleaning it. "Kyle, wanna give her the rundown?"

 

[FrankieDoodle]

Wow, this is incomodo...or, uh, awkward. "Well, it's a pleasure to meet you both." Unconsciously, Ciro switched hands mid-uncomfortable-neck-scratch. Thing is, that new hand was the one with embedded glass.
With an agonized yelp from the sudden pain's shock, he jumped a good two yards backward, as if he could escape his own hand.
Unable to meet anyone's eyes now, he looked for his grocery bag and let the following guilt swamp him. I really need to vamanos.

Kevin opened his eyes, looking for the cause of the yelp. His eyes landed on Ciro, and the blood oozing from his hand. He stood up and stretched, moving towards him. “You’re hurt. What happened?” Kevin asked, examining Ciro’s hand without actually touching him.

 

[Amer]

"Join the club. We can give you some background, bit we don't know what's happening now." Haddie said, finishing tending her chest. She looked down at her leg. "This one's going to hurt." She muttered. "I don't suppose anyone has healing powers?" She joked halfheartedly. She sighed and grit her teeth, beginning the painful process.of cleaning it. "Kyke, wanna give her the rundown?"

”Me?” Kyle pointed at himself. ”Or him?” he pointed at Take.
”I mean, I can...”

 

[HeavensHens88]

Kyle have her a sympathetic look. ”No pets? Somebody in your family have allergies?” He rubbed his chin thoughtfully. ”I wasn't allowed a cat either. Not for the same reason.” Murdering us in our sleep was on his mother's list of reasons.
Nowadays, Kyle proudly walked into family reunions with a huge fluffy cat at his flank, flaunting his rebellious tendencies.

"Not really." Nat shrugged, definitely looking more cool with where this topic was going than she felt. "I guess it's just that 'us kids are enough.' Or so I've been told." She only realized she'd stopped petting Rylie's throat when he butted her hand. "My parents, they...just like to keep life as easy as possible."

 

[Rubysword]

”Me?” Kyle pointed at himself. ”Or him?” he pointed at Take.
”I mean, I can...”

(oops... fixed it)

 

[Cluckcluck1215]

"Join the club. We can give you some background, bit we don't know what's happening now." Haddie said, finishing tending her chest. She looked down at her leg. "This one's going to hurt." She muttered. "I don't suppose anyone has healing powers?" She joked halfheartedly. She sighed and grit her teeth, beginning the painful process.of cleaning it. "Kyke, wanna give her the rundown?"

"What happened to you?" Aella questioned, crossing her arms. "Did you get into a fight?"
Blair raised a brow at the newcomer, inching towards Takes side. She wasn't scared of Aella, but she definitely seemed a little...off. And the fact that she looked familiar, the thick scar running through one eye and the overall appearance of her wasn't something she'd easily forget, but she couldn't place it.

 

[HeavensHens88]

Kevin opened his eyes, looking for the cause of the yelp. His eyes landed on Ciro, and the blood oozing from his hand. He stood up and stretched, moving towards him. “You’re hurt. What happened?” Kevin asked, examining Ciro’s hand without actually touching him.

Ciro's smile returned, but it was halfhearted. "Ah, it's a work injury," he told the well-meaning chicken man. "An estranged customer left a bit of a lío in the alcohol aisle and, well, I rushed the cleanup. Un día aprenderé."

 

[RiverStorm]

Wow, this is incomodo...or, uh, awkward. "Well, it's a pleasure to meet you both." Unconsciously, Ciro switched hands mid-uncomfortable-neck-scratch. Thing is, that new hand was the one with embedded glass.
With an agonized yelp from the sudden pain's shock, he jumped a good two yards backward, as if he could escape his own hand.
Unable to meet anyone's eyes now, he looked for his grocery bag and let the following guilt swamp him. I really need to vamanos.

Kevin opened his eyes, looking for the cause of the yelp. His eyes landed on Ciro, and the blood oozing from his hand. He stood up and stretched, moving towards him. “You’re hurt. What happened?” Kevin asked, examining Ciro’s hand without actually touching him.

Ciro's smile returned, but it was halfhearted. "Ah, it's a work injury," he told the well-meaning chicken man. "An estranged customer left a bit of a lío in the alcohol aisle and, well, I rushed the cleanup. Un día aprenderé."

"Pleasure to meet you too!" Kylan said cheerily, until Ciro suddenly jumped backwards, giving a shrill yelp. Oh... Okay. That's not normal. Wait... Never-mind, he's hurt. That is normal.

Lilith watched as Ciro jerked back, glancing at Kylan. "You still carry medical stuff in that backpack of your's?" She asked gruffly, to which he nodded and pulled out some bandages and anti-bacterial, holding them out to Ciro. "Here you go." He offered.
She shifted from foot to foot, still trying to see if she could see any little boys running around, but there only seemed to be teenagers and young adults. "You hear if anyone else is missing any little ones, Kyl?"
"Um... Yeah, some girl was looking for a little boy named Noah."
"Maybe they ran off somewhere nearby to play, then?"

 

[Yowza Wowza]

"Join the club. We can give you some background, bit we don't know what's happening now." Haddie said, finishing tending her chest. She looked down at her leg. "This one's going to hurt." She muttered. "I don't suppose anyone has healing powers?" She joked halfheartedly. She sighed and grit her teeth, beginning the painful process.of cleaning it. "Kyle, wanna give her the rundown?"

Hana hesitantly stepped closer to the group for a possible explanation of what was going on, she stood near the bird looking kid, her hand now off her tsuka. She scanned the people’s faces carefully, though she didn’t recognize any of them and wasn’t the least bit intimidated by the ones with nonhuman characteristics. Her lower face unreadable as she patiently waited for the one named Kyle to speak.

 

[FrankieDoodle]

Ciro's smile returned, but it was halfhearted. "Ah, it's a work injury," he told the well-meaning chicken man. "An estranged customer left a bit of a lío in the alcohol aisle and, well, I rushed the cleanup. Un día aprenderé."

Kevin didn’t understand most of what he was saying, but it sounded painful. “I can help heal it,” Kevin offered, holding out his hands. “The glass needs to leave, though.”