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

Seina settled down next to Grafe, hugging one of his arms as she dozed off to sleep, it had been a long day, and they were finally free and safe.

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Chion, who was content now that she was back into her own body, and clothes even though they were too big also made her way to the other Boreleans and the pile of children and fell asleep too.

(I think All my charries except Juli are asleep now)
 
Kevin closed his eyes, deciding to block out the argument. He wasn’t sure if he would end up regretting what he said in the morning, but as of right now, he stood by his words.
He was just starting to fall asleep, when Take’s bellowing voice echoed through the cave. Kevin shot him a stern look, although it wasn’t visible in the darkness unless you had night vision, and closed his eyes again, drifting off to sleep.
 
Kyle didn’t want to continue the conversation, he really didn’t. But this was stupid.
“If you had a voice that you never got to use, that everyone looked down on you for, wouldn’t you want to bring a little respect to that ability? Wouldn’t you feel proud when people actually congratulated you? And anyone would cry out if they suddenly saw the very beast that had quite possibly killed their friends!
Pushing someone while they’re down is unacceptable! How would you know what it was like when she was there?”
Aella laughed. It was so sudden, and so harsh, that she startled herself. She looked down at the little man, trying to hold in her laughter. "Little man, I know how it is to be kicked when I'm down. Been there, done that, over and over. I know how bad it is and how unacceptable it is. But this?" She pointed at Eve with a shaking hand. "No. That's wrong. To have pride after you have taken life is wrong, no matter how bad the life you have taken is. Maybe I don't know what it's like, but no, I have no respect for murderers who are proud of their kill. Maybe she has a horrible gift, I feel bad for that, but anyone who congratulates someone who kills is wrong. Sorry not sorry."
Juliana stared at the fire girl who had decided to side with her and the Russian guy. She hadn't expected that. They had started off on very bad terms and the sudden alignment of their opinions shocked her.
Aella’s light show elicited an loud excited laugh from Takes throat. He’d never seen anyone else other than himself being able to combust in flames like that, and would try to reconsider his harsh view on her. As intense as her heat was, his body temperature matched it and was unable to feel the radiating energy for the few seconds.



Takes eyes widened a bit when Aella collapsed and Korim came to her aid. “Oh crap..” he muttered. I thought she could do it before. “That was really metal though... do you like committing arson too?” he grinned. At first, he was only ignoring the argument that started to rise in the cave, but now it was getting on his nerves, because he was trying to have a conversation with potential arson girl who would probably pass out at any second. “How about all of you shut up already?” he shouted, “Arguing over this crap won’t help us in actually putting an end to these kids being turned into those monsters.
Aella pulled away from Korim and Kyle, knowing it was best to back down. Half of her wanted to keep arguing. She was right, they were wrong, end of story in her book. She gave a single sneer to Kyle, and turned and headed to one side of the cave, sitting down.
 
Aella laughed. It was so sudden, and so harsh, that she startled herself. She looked down at the little man, trying to hold in her laughter. "Little man, I know how it is to be kicked when I'm down. Been there, done that, over and over. I know how bad it is and how unacceptable it is. But this?" She pointed at Eve with a shaking hand. "No. That's wrong. To have pride after you have taken life is wrong, no matter how bad the life you have taken is. Maybe I don't know what it's like, but no, I have no respect for murderers who are proud of their kill. Maybe she has a horrible gift, I feel bad for that, but anyone who congratulates someone who kills is wrong. Sorry not sorry."


Aella pulled away from Korim and Kyle, knowing it was best to back down. Half of her wanted to keep arguing. She was right, they were wrong, end of story in her book. She gave a single sneer to Kyle, and turned and headed to one side of the cave, sitting down.
Eve tried to block out the words but they cut through the silence. She had been proud, of using her gift in a way that would benefit others as well as herself but they were making her out to be a villain and she didn’t like it. She glared at her, if Aella wanted they could have a duel of powers but there would be no competition, Eves would win. No doubt.
 
Aella laughed. It was so sudden, and so harsh, that she startled herself. She looked down at the little man, trying to hold in her laughter. "Little man, I know how it is to be kicked when I'm down. Been there, done that, over and over. I know how bad it is and how unacceptable it is. But this?" She pointed at Eve with a shaking hand. "No. That's wrong. To have pride after you have taken life is wrong, no matter how bad the life you have taken is. Maybe I don't know what it's like, but no, I have no respect for murderers who are proud of their kill. Maybe she has a horrible gift, I feel bad for that, but anyone who congratulates someone who kills is wrong. Sorry not sorry."


Aella pulled away from Korim and Kyle, knowing it was best to back down. Half of her wanted to keep arguing. She was right, they were wrong, end of story in her book. She gave a single sneer to Kyle, and turned and headed to one side of the cave, sitting down.
Kyle balled his fists as the fire girl sneered in the way he imagined a weasel would, if a weasel could talk.
But it was no use arguing when your fists were useless and you were utterly exhausted. That was how he had been taught.
I’d be proud if I managed to kill something, he thought.
Rylie always was. But maybe comparing predators to people wasn’t the right way to do it.
Kyle sat down on Rylie with a huff. Rylie gave a reassuring lick to his face, which Kyle wiped away with another huff. It did help though, in a weird way.
“Good night Rylie,” he muttered.
He stood up and fell back into the endlessness of Rylie’s fur.
Sigh.
He fell asleep. Instantly.
 
Juli leaned back against the wall, despite the pink haired guy's yelling, and the fire girl as usual insisting she have the last word in an argument the rest of the people in the cave had gone quiet. Their voices replaced by their regular heavy breathing. She decided she should probably try to sleep too before anyone started snoring. She was exhausted, and even though she didn't fully trust everyone here, staying awake wasn't going to keep them from killing her if they really wanted to.
 
Aella laughed. It was so sudden, and so harsh, that she startled herself. She looked down at the little man, trying to hold in her laughter. "Little man, I know how it is to be kicked when I'm down. Been there, done that, over and over. I know how bad it is and how unacceptable it is. But this?" She pointed at Eve with a shaking hand. "No. That's wrong. To have pride after you have taken life is wrong, no matter how bad the life you have taken is. Maybe I don't know what it's like, but no, I have no respect for murderers who are proud of their kill. Maybe she has a horrible gift, I feel bad for that, but anyone who congratulates someone who kills is wrong. Sorry not sorry."


Aella pulled away from Korim and Kyle, knowing it was best to back down. Half of her wanted to keep arguing. She was right, they were wrong, end of story in her book. She gave a single sneer to Kyle, and turned and headed to one side of the cave, sitting down.
Take watched as Aella went off to her own little spot in the cave without acknowledging his question. He also didn’t completely blow off what she had said to Blair and decided to return to where she, Emma, and Kit were settled. He sat in the same spot from before and studied Blair’s face, “You alright?”
 
Take watched as Aella went off to her own little spot in the cave without acknowledging his question. He also didn’t completely blow off what she had said to Blair and decided to return to where she, Emma, and Kit were settled. He sat in the same spot from before and studied Blair’s face, “You alright?”
Blair had her gaze on Emma, who was curled in Take's sweater, half asleep despite the yelling. She was silent when Take came back over, a thin frown on her face. The memory she had of that night was blurred, fuzzy and unfocused but still there, and Aella's words had resurfaced them more then normal. It hurt to think about, and the guilt she felt was overwhelming when she thought about it. "I guess." She murmured, looking at him. Not really.
"I just...didn't want to have to think about that right now. Or ever."
 
Blair had her gaze on Emma, who was curled in Take's sweater, half asleep despite the yelling. She was silent when Take came back over, a thin frown on her face. The memory she had of that night was blurred, fuzzy and unfocused but still there, and Aella's words had resurfaced them more then normal. It hurt to think about, and the guilt she felt was overwhelming when she thought about it. "I guess." She murmured, looking at him. Not really.
"I just...didn't want to have to think about that right now. Or ever."
Takes head rested up against the wall, staring at the ceiling of the cave as his fingers toy with the fur on Kits head. “Right..” he breathed, understanding not to discuss it. It was only natural for what happened to be troubling, so he remained quiet. His hand slowly moved on from Kit and located Blair’s hand, grasping it firmly as his thumb brushed back and forth on her palm. He could feel his eyelids growing heavy as he drifted off into a peaceful sleep.
 

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