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

Blair looked him dead in the eye, putting her hand behind her back the moment she saw his hand move. "Mhmm...no." She said firmly, smiling sweetly at him, though it was only to get him going more. "I don't want to. It's mine now."
Take curled his lip and quickly looked at the people around them, making sure he wouldn’t knock anyone down in his next movements. He suddenly tackled Blair to the ground, with her back settling on the grassy hillside and him laying his weight on top of her. In what looked like a extreme hug was actually him trying to pry her hand from her back. “Give. Me. It!” he demanded, trying to contain his laughter as a smile formed on his lips. He didn’t care if they got left behind, they’d eventually catch up. Right now he was focused on winning back his precious nose.
 
(ahhhhh I’m having a major brain-fart, sorry)
“It’s beautiful,” Kevin replied, giving a small nod of his head.
(it’s okie :p)
Hana agreed silently, her eyes falling on the shotgun he had on his back. Just as she was about to ask about it, she heard someone collapse and pivoted to see what had happened. It was only the werewolf woman and her boyfriend engaging in a seemingly playful scuffle. She returned her gaze to the front and continued walking, forgetting about the question she had for Kevin.
 
"Less random than fish." He said, glad he'd come up with something that was more closely related to puffins than what they ate. "Uhh, anyway... I did ask what you liked. But you didn't answer." He thought for a moment trying to come up with something other than plants that she might be interested in. Noah? She looks after him? "You like, kids?"
And I asked what you liked, and you told me ‘puffins.’
“Yeah, I like kids. Do you like them?” Cam asked. This conversation was getting more and more uncomfortable. What was Kipp trying to say?
 
And I asked what you liked, and you told me ‘puffins.’
“Yeah, I like kids. Do you like them?” Cam asked. This conversation was getting more and more uncomfortable. What was Kipp trying to say?
"Hmm, I guess. Kind of depends on the kid. They're usually a lot easier to figure out than other people." And if they decide they don't like me, it's not super hard to keep them away from me. "You've been around all these new people for a while, what are they like? Kyle seems to be playing nice with the new leader guy. Do they actually get along?" He hoped she didn't realize that new people, made him nervous. He'd barely met them before he'd disappeared, and now he was shoved back in to a group of people who all knew each other now. Or maybe they didn't. Either way, having even the slightest insight on they current group dynamic would make him feel better.
 
Take curled his lip and quickly looked at the people around them, making sure he wouldn’t knock anyone down in his next movements. He suddenly tackled Blair to the ground, with her back settling on the grassy hillside and him laying his weight on top of her. In what looked like a extreme hug was actually him trying to pry her hand from her back. “Give. Me. It!” he demanded, trying to contain his laughter as a smile formed on his lips. He didn’t care if they got left behind, they’d eventually catch up. Right now he was focused on winning back his precious nose.
Blair let out a sharp squeak as he tackled her to the ground. She put all her weight on her hand so he couldn't pry it out, grinning at him. "No!" She retorted, suddenly surging upward. Using all her strength, she flipped them so she was on top of him, grabbing his wrists and, best to her ability with one hand, pinning them above his head. She pulled her hand that held his 'nose' from behind her back, showing him. "I won," she announced. "Now you won't ever get your precious nose back."
 
Blair let out a sharp squeak as he tackled her to the ground. She put all her weight on her hand so he couldn't pry it out, grinning at him. "No!" She retorted, suddenly surging upward. Using all her strength, she flipped them so she was on top of him, grabbing his wrists and, best to her ability with one hand, pinning them above his head. She pulled her hand that held his 'nose' from behind her back, showing him. "I won," she announced. "Now you won't ever get your precious nose back."
Take cursed out loud when he was flipped over, the tables changing on him. He narrowed his eyes up at her in displeasure, frowning that short Blair was on top of him. Though he knew fully well that his hands were much larger than hers and one small hand wasn’t enough to completely hold down even his wrists. He yanked one of his wrists free and shot his hand up to grab her nose-wielding hand. When he grasped her wrist, his other hand grabbed that same arm and switched their positions quickly. He glared down at her face, straddling her down. “You gonna open your hand? I’m not letting go until you do.” he sneered.
 
“No problem.” Charlie said, as if he hadn’t almost gotten crushed by boulders to help him.

Alex charged over. “I’m Alex!” He said, grinning widely.
“Capisce,” Noah said, making an okay sign. “Noah Chandra,” he said confidently, supplementing with a half-hearted grin (he had yet to completely forget what he had done and felt guilty for causing the rockslide.
“Can I have a piggy-back ride?” He realized he’d forgotten the number one most effective word when making a request. “Please?”
"Alex, Noah," Nat repeated solemnly. "And, just for those impeccable manners, you most certainly can, Noah!" She got down even lower on her knees, beckoning. Then she gave Alex a genuinely apologetic look- and THOSE are hard to master. "Half hour to Noah, and then it's your turn, 'k, m'dude?"
 
“Capisce,” Noah said, making an okay sign. “Noah Chandra,” he said confidently, supplementing with a half-hearted grin (he had yet to completely forget what he had done and felt guilty for causing the rockslide.
“Can I have a piggy-back ride?” He realized he’d forgotten the number one most effective word when making a request. “Please?”
"Alex, Noah," Nat repeated solemnly. "And, just for those impeccable manners, you most certainly can, Noah!" She got down even lower on her knees, beckoning. Then she gave Alex a genuinely apologetic look- and THOSE are hard to master. "Half hour to Noah, and then it's your turn, 'k, m'dude?"
Alex nodded solemnly, accepting his position with surprising calmness. This was mostly due to the fact that he had come over to announce himself- he hadn’t even been aware of the bonus piggy-back ride. The disappointment turned to glee in his eyes as he started to concoct a plan. Alex watched the pair eagerly, trying to feign innocence.
 
"Hmm, I guess. Kind of depends on the kid. They're usually a lot easier to figure out than other people." And if they decide they don't like me, it's not super hard to keep them away from me. "You've been around all these new people for a while, what are they like? Kyle seems to be playing nice with the new leader guy. Do they actually get along?" He hoped she didn't realize that new people, made him nervous. He'd barely met them before he'd disappeared, and now he was shoved back in to a group of people who all knew each other now. Or maybe they didn't. Either way, having even the slightest insight on they current group dynamic would make him feel better.
Finally a topic that wasn’t confusing.
“They have to,” Cam said. “Korim knows what he’s doing, and where he’s going. Kyle has to trust him. Kyle’s priorities are safely and quickly doing things. He’s a bit of a control freak too, while Korim’s pretty chill, but Kyle likes to side with him on most things, while Korim respects his adultness. So they get along most of the time.” Cam’s head was spinning from all of the ‘K’ names. Kyle and Korim, the K Oligarchy. Unless ‘Korim’ starts with a C.
Wait, if Korim is technically a Borealan name it wouldn’t start with K or C. It would be characters.

"Alex, Noah," Nat repeated solemnly. "And, just for those impeccable manners, you most certainly can, Noah!" She got down even lower on her knees, beckoning. Then she gave Alex a genuinely apologetic look- and THOSE are hard to master. "Half hour to Noah, and then it's your turn, 'k, m'dude?"
“A whole half-a-hour?” Noah asked. “Won’t you get tired?”
He climbed expertly on her back, gripping with his hands and legs.
 
Take cursed out loud when he was flipped over, the tables changing on him. He narrowed his eyes up at her in displeasure, frowning that short Blair was on top of him. Though he knew fully well that his hands were much larger than hers and one small hand wasn’t enough to completely hold down even his wrists. He yanked one of his wrists free and shot his hand up to grab her nose-wielding hand. When he grasped her wrist, his other hand grabbed that same arm and switched their positions quickly. He glared down at her face, straddling her down. “You gonna open your hand? I’m not letting go until you do.” he sneered.
Blair growled sharply as she was flipped back underneath him, with no foreseeable escape. She swore at him harshly, trying to free hand from his grasp. "We're gonna be here a long time, then." An idea suddenly struck her, and even though she wanted to, she didn't look at her nose-weilding hand, not wanting to give him any hints. "Let my hand go, and then I'll give it back."
 

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