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

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HeavensHens88 said:
If it was scientifically possible, Ciro's eyes would've lit up and attained an entirely different color. As it was, they were still luminous. He gazed down at his healed hand, which was shiny with a youthful bloom. "Gracias, gracias, thank you," he gushed, taking Chicken Man's nearest hand and shaking it with vigor.












Ciro watched the woman with the wild ginger hair pass out and be tended to in a flurry of concern. Making sure to stay on the sidelines, he got up and rocked on his feet in place. That is, rocked on one shoed foot and one shoeless foot. Nice. "Is there anything I can do?" he offered quietly while Chicken Man worked on the unconscious woman, then his jaw actually did drop as he witnessed the patient become an amphibian right before their eyes. "Oh, she can cambio de forma." He shook out his hair. "I mean, shapeshift... right?" Then his brow arched. "Wait." He ran his gaze around the individuals nearest to him. "Do all of how have, uh, abilities?"
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Kevin smiled down at Ciro. “It’s... no problem.” he said, shaking his hand.
Once he freed himself from Ciro’s grasp, he moved back to his spot under the tree, calling the chickens over.
He watched the newcomers warily. He hoped they weren’t violent, seeing as one of them could shoot lasers out of her eyes. So far they seemed friendly enough.
Kevin swung the shotgun off of his back and laid it on the grass next to him, leaning against the tree. I need to get home. He thought, partially closing his eyes.


Clary looked around as more people she recognized arrived, searching the crowd for Charlie. She liked Charlie. Charlie was nice, and funny. After no sign of him, she frowned, moving towards where the members of the coffee shop gathered. “Hey,” Clary said, giving a half wave.
 
FrankieDoodle said:
Kevin smiled down at Ciro. “It’s... no problem.” he said, shaking his hand.
Once he freed himself from Ciro’s grasp, he moved back to his spot under the tree, calling the chickens over.
He watched the newcomers warily. He hoped they weren’t violent, seeing as one of them could shoot lasers out of her eyes. So far they seemed friendly enough.
Kevin swung the shotgun off of his back and laid it on the grass next to him, leaning against the tree. I need to get home. He thought, partially closing his eyes.


Clary looked around as more people she recognized arrived, searching the crowd for Charlie. She liked Charlie. Charlie was nice, and funny. After no sign of him, she frowned, moving towards where the members of the coffee shop gathered. “Hey,” Clary said, giving a half wave.
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Kipp stood and raised a hand in a half wave greeting, an exhausted look in his eyes. There were so many people here, he wanted to go hide under a rock.
"Hey. How've you been?" He asked trying to be friendly.
 
Rose Quartz said:
Kipp stood and raised a hand in a half wave greeting, an exhausted look in his eyes. There were so many people here, he wanted to go hide under a rock.
"Hey. How've you been?" He asked trying to be friendly.
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Fred frowned. He knew Kipp had seen him, why wasn’t Kipp coming over?
(I know why but I’m going to add a tinge of Drama and make Fred confused and upset)
 
Butterscotchbitesfinger said:
And what’s worse. I’ve killed people before. Not on purpose.
Eve felt the bitter sting of tears behind her eyes.
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Hana’s eyelids raised a bit, though not visible to Eve. Normally someone would be feel sorry or sympathetic, but she felt nothing.
I see, you should probably get your larnyx removed.
 
LittleBrownie said:
Take clicked his tongue, “Hell” he answered harshly, swinging a leg over the branch he sat on. His hands relaxed on the bark as he tilted his head to look down at the ground. He didn’t give her a truthful answer, since she clearly didn’t need to know where he came from.

Hana stared at the paper, thinking of what to write.
What happens when you try to talk?
For once, she was being willing to partake in a actual conversation, that didn’t require speech. She favored this much better.
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"Lovely." Aella chirped, grinning down at him. She swung her legs, at least being considerate enough not to hit his head with her legs.
Suddenly, she flipped herself, holding herself up with her legs and dangling down in front of him. She still grinned, taking it as a challenge to know something about him. "You seem angry. Why are you so angry?"
 
Colby came up behind Nat and shoved his palms into the small of her back. "You're not getting acquainted enough."
Nat stiffened at his pushing, but didn't turn around. "Hey, I've already exchanged pleasantries with one, two, three, four, five people. And, man, this is the definition of a tough crowd. Cut me some slack."
Colby, intending to back off, somehow managed to get a claw entangled in the lace of her top and instead began the tedious process of removing himself. "I'm gonna go take a run. There's some little kids missing. Maybe I could find them."
Nat jackknifed forward violently, thrust her arms behind her, grabbed Colby's wrists, and flipped him onto the dirt in front of her. She could feel the torn strands of her shirt fluttering loosely from where she'd ripped his nail free. She couldn't care less about him being the cause of the ruin of yet another flimsy shirt, but Colby himself galavanting through this unfamiliar terrain was another matter entirely. "You are not."
Colby blinked up at her owlishly and inexplicably maneuvered himself onto his feet and out of reach within the blink of an eye. "Oh, but I am."
He began to blithely skip from group to group. "Anybody wanna take a run with me?"
Nat thrust her arms down to her sides and stormed after him, making her way through the clusters of displaced people with far less grace. "I was still getting acquainted, you know!"
 

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