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

[Rose Quartz]

(I edited my previous post, sorry, Cam cheered him up a bit with spoon bopping. XD)

 

[Butterscotchbitesfinger]

Aria used a knife to slice the pancake neatly before using her fork to shovel it into her mouth daintily. “Yum” she grinned allowing the taste to fill her mouth

 

[Rose Quartz]

“Me!” Cam said cheerfully, very much interrupting their private conversation. She spun out of her chair with a buttered pancake in hand and gnawed on it while she put the dirtied dishes into the sink.
“Anybody really love washing dishes? Because if you do, I’d love you for that, because I don’t.”
She discretely rinsed the Kipp-bopping spoon and put it in its proper place before returning to her seat. So she could dump syrup on those pancakes.

(I'm gonna pretend she said "I'm cheerful in the morning" instead of "Me!" so that it means the same thing now that I changed my last post.)

Kipp watched her make her way across the room, a stupid grin crossing his face as he considered washing the dishes. He didn't like doing them, but it wouldn't be that hard since Kevin had a dishwasher. He shook his head as she sat back down, realizing he'd basically been staring at her and stared down at his pancake. Fork. You need a fork. He popped back up grabbing a fork from the pile sitting on the counter top next to the plates, and stabbed a few more pancakes on his way back down.

 

[Amer]

Aria used a knife to slice the pancake neatly before using her fork to shovel it into her mouth daintily. “Yum” she grinned allowing the taste to fill her mouth

(I’m the same way. I always carefully cut mine up into little pieces and dip them into syrup and eat them like a princess. I pride myself way too much in it. Also, this is making me hungry for chocolate chip pancakes. Is this corn syrup or maple syrup? They don’t have maple trees in Russia. Maybe it’s fruit syrup? I love that stuff so much, when I can get it.)
Noah did go to the extent of using one of the utensils set before him, but he didn’t use it handily. Instead he stabbed the entire pancake with his fork and dipped it in syrup, before taking bites out of it while it dangled in front of his face. It was a sticky affair.
Cam simply slathered her pancakes in butter and cut them into large chunks to pick up with her fork. Syrup was good, but she had to fulfill her pancake dream of chocolate chips and butter.

 

[Butterscotchbitesfinger]

(I’m the same way. I always carefully cut mine up into little pieces and dip them into syrup and eat them like a princess. I pride myself way too much in it. Also, this is making me hungry for chocolate chip pancakes. Is this corn syrup or maple syrup? They don’t have maple trees in Russia. Maybe it’s fruit syrup? I love that stuff so much, when I can get it.)
Noah did go to the extent of using one of the utensils set before him, but he didn’t use it handily. Instead he stabbed the entire pancake with his fork and dipped it in syrup, before taking bites out of it while it dangled in front of his face. It was a sticky affair.
Cam simply slathered her pancakes in butter and cut them into large chunks to pick up with her fork. Syrup was good, but she had to fulfill her pancake dream of chocolate chips and butter.

(Would u believe I think I have had choc chip pancakes once! )
Aria watched Noah with a revolted look on her face, she had always been brought up not to eat like that in public, her parents never really enforced it but her grandparents were very uptight people and every time she saw them they’d scrutinise her eating habits

 

[Rose Quartz]

Kevin grabbed the house phone, dialing his parents number. They answered almost instantly, sounding frantic as they spoke in Russian. They calmed down pretty quickly after Kevin told them he was fine, and tried to explain what happened the best he could.
His attention was drawn to Kylan as he said something about kidnapping Kevin and pancakes. Getting the rough idea, he held the phone with his shoulder, carrying out his conversation like nothing happened. He rummaged through his pantry, finding his old, vintage cookbook and pulling out the pancake recipe. He scribbled the rough English translation on a spare piece of paper. A few words were misspelled, but it wasn’t hard to see what it meant.
He silently said the ingredients, pointing to each of their locations as he did so, along with any dishes they might need, before turning back to the phone.

Kipp stabbed his stack of pancakes to follow Noah's example, though less messy without syrup on it. Chocolate was the absolute best thing ever made. He looked around at the few people sitting at the island on stools, the rest standing, while he munched on his food. Wondering why Kevin wasn't there. Seeing as how it was his house, and they were eating his food. His awesome amazing melted chocolate food.

He caught the sound of his muffled voice behind him, talking on the phone. Kipp knew he probably shouldn't interrupt him, but it also didn't seem fair that he was the only one not eating.

Kipp stood and put a few more pancakes on to a plate with a new fork and took it over to Kevin, setting it on the small table next to the phone. Giving him a smile and a pat on his shoulder.

 

[FrankieDoodle]

Kipp stabbed his stack of pancakes to follow Noah's example, though less messy without syrup on it. Chocolate was the absolute best thing ever made. He looked around at the few people sitting at the island on stools, the rest standing, while he munched on his food. Wondering why Kevin wasn't there. Seeing as how it was his house, and they were eating his food. His awesome amazing melted chocolate food.

He caught the sound of his muffled voice behind him, talking on the phone. Kipp knew he probably shouldn't interrupt him, but it also didn't seem fair that he was the only one not eating.

Kipp stood and put a few more pancakes on to a plate with a new fork and took it over to Kevin, setting it on the small table next to the phone. Giving him a smile and a pat on his shoulder.

Kevin glanced down at the plate, giving Kipp a small smile. “Thank you,” he murmured, covering the phone with a hand. “What can you tell me about this new Coronavirus?“ Kevin asked, distractedly picking at his pancakes as he continued talking on the phone.
“You don’t know? Where have you been the past few months?” His father replied.
“I’ve sort of been... out of town. It’s a long story.” Kevin listened to his parents explain, muting the phone so he could eat without chewing in their ears.
After they finished talking, Kevin hung up, promising to call them back later. He frowned, putting his now empty dish in the sink to clean it off, along with the other dirty dishes. “It looks like we’ll need some sort of electric pass,” Kevin said. “Oh, and thank you for breakfast Cam.”

 

[Amer]

Kevin glanced down at the plate, giving Kipp a small smile. “Thank you,” he murmured, covering the phone with a hand. “What can you tell me about this new Coronavirus?“ Kevin asked, distractedly picking at his pancakes as he continued talking on the phone.
“You don’t know? Where have you been the past few months?” His father replied.
“I’ve sort of been... out of town. It’s a long story.” Kevin listened to his parents explain, muting the phone so he could eat without chewing in their ears.
After they finished talking, Kevin hung up, promising to call them back later. He frowned, putting his now empty dish in the sink to clean it off, along with the other dirty dishes. “It looks like we’ll need some sort of electric pass,” Kevin said. “Oh, and thank you for breakfast Cam.”

“You’re welcome,” Cam said, setting her own plate in the sink.
Noah did they same. He had that much sense.

 

[HeavensHens88]

Lilith gave a thick laugh, sheathing her dagger and making sure it was covered from sight by her blouse. "At least I got the amazing ability to make people think I'm a robot or a video game character come to life." She joked, leaning up against the door frame, stalling as much as she could before having to go down and deal with the ragtag gang. "How's your head? Really good plan, by the way, running into walls and giving yourself the best concussion you could get so you'd pass out and not have to hear the kids' ruckus. I almost shoved my head into the wall several times last night with your example. I implore you."

"True that." Nat rolled once more to be free of the aggressive sheets and sent herself right off the bed. "Ah, well, concussing on command takes an advanced level of talent," she continued, facedown and not willing -or able, for that matter- to reposition her sorry body. "I'd be willing to give instruction for the right price."

Hearing Lilith and Nat talking, Maya muttered something and turned over. “Are we still in Russia?” She asked the ceiling. Stupid Coronavirus. I could be at my house sleeping in right now.

Lilith laughed, grinning. "Well, last time I checked we are. I seriously doubt someone snuck in and teleported us to another house."

"Hey Maya," Nat greeted into the floor. The braided rug smelled like your classic musty floor, with the faintest edge of unwashed feet. Or that might've been her. "So the three of us are bunking in here? Guess we'd better establish a bed rotation schedule, then."

 

[HeavensHens88]

When Taquikkar abandoned him in a sudden rush for the ever-closed door back into Kevin's room, Ciro figured it was past time to drag himself out of his lazing funk on the deck and worked on gathering his splayed limbs into a decent sitting position. But as he was mussing his wild hair as flat as it would tolerate, Taquikkar launched a rapid-fire barrage of barking, letting it be known that she was going to tolerate being out here for not a second longer.
And direwolf barks weren't exactly birdsong.
"Aye, I'm coming, Ta," Ciro quickly assured her, having to shout at the top of his lungs to even hope of being heard through the din.
What she wanted, he couldn't pretend to know. But when Taquikkar wanted something, you made sure she got it.
He pulled himself up to his full height, but shuffled over to the door not unlike an earthbound rodent.
When he performed the great service of turning the doorknob, Taquikkar shoved her own way through, ricocheting the poor door just short of catastrophic collusion with its adjoining wall, and bulleted right to the opposite, open door that would reunite them with the rest of this haphazard society.
Yet she waited.
Because Ciro was completely captivated by the beckoning bathroom.
He looked from direwolf to direly needed shower.
Wolf.
Shower.
Wolf?
Shower.
When Taquikkar realized she'd lost the primaries, caucuses, electorals, and final election all in one cataclysmic swoop, she barreled out into the hall, took the stairs ten at a time, and careened into the room of the sublime smell.
It was something new, but also not; like something that she'd been treated to before, but not exactly it; definitely not meat, no, this was all the better for its rarity- but, whatever it technically was, it promised the best of both her worlds. To put it simply, an unbridled thirst for its consumption had been established in her the moment they'd started cooking it.
Within five seconds, she'd completely zoned in on the fountaining source of it: the pinnacle of angled stone rising from the floor.

And as for the innocent hordes massed around it? No problem.