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

"Y-yes. Quite necessary. No we don't often have a giant crowd of," He waved at the group, trying to find the right word to describe them. His eyes darting between the boy carrying what looked to be a direwolf, to the vulpine, then to the Harpy, and the little person riding a cat. "What ever this is. You're obviously not related." He would have said misfits but that might've come across as insulting.

He automatically poured Hana a drink since she was sat at the counter, very distracted by Take sitting at a table of regulars and bellowing foreign words. Stealing their drink, and taking their weapon. If not for the enthusiastic cheering that started shortly after, he would have thought he was trying to incite a brawl. "Perhaps I can have Thelma show you the rooms we have, and then we can sort things out after that." He suggested, hoping most of them would follow out of the main room so he could keep track of what was going on. "THELA! PETRE! VIES!" He yelled, calling several of his employees over. "Thela, he said sweetly to an older woman, would you kindly show these folks to a room." She gave him a confused looked but he continued talking before she could ask. "Petre go with her and start clearing stuff out." He said to a dark haired skinny boy who looked like he would rather be anywhere but here. "Vies, take over their tables." The younger girl who had a colorful many layered skirt on dipped a quick curtsy, and started filling drinks for everyone, including all of the new people since the people at Take's table had just yelled for a full round.
Blair hopped onto the stool beside Hana, watching Take head over to the group of men. She leaned on the bar, her eyes tracing ever movement of the dagger, her adrenaline racing even though she wasn't the one doing it, especially when he did it faster, shutting his eyes. Each time the dagger came down, she was sure it would hit one of his fingers, until finally he stopped, and the obnoxiously loud cheering ensued.
She directed her attention away from Take finally when a pretty girl handed her a drink. "Thank you," she grinned, proud she had remembered to say it properly. She sat back, watching the chaos of people around her, but keeping a half an eye on the sun out of the window.
After putting on a dangerous show of skill, the men rallied around Take and bombarded him with shoulder pats and praise. It seemed he truly earned their respect as they started to mimic the movements he made with the knife, noting how there was a pattern to it. When a drink was shoved into his hands, Take took a swig and made a sour face which got the men cracking up even more.

Hana stared down into her overflowing mug the pretty girl handed her before lifting it up to her lips and drawing in the bitter liquid. She lowered it and a small smile formed on her face, giving a gentle nod of approval. Not bad... She looked over at Blair, who seemed content, but somewhat distracted. Hana picked up her legs and sat cross legged on her stool, firmly holding her drink in both hands, appearing almost childish. “Everything alright?” she asked Blair, taking a sip of the alcoholic goodness.
 
“Oh, thank you,” Korim said, holding the mug the girl gave her.
Cam curled her lip at the mug of frothy liquid now in her hands and began scanning the room for a convenient sink to discreetly pour her drink in.
“He wants us to follow us to his rooms,” Korim explained, following the innkeeper.
Cam was so eager to follow him that she “tripped” and spilled her drink on the ground. “Oops.” She muttered, not sounding sorry.
(You did this too speedy quick. I guess Cam escapes. Vies power is to make people want what she gives to them. I'm burning supper, so I'll describe the room in a bit, or you can, there's musical instruments in there, and lots of bedding stored. Etc)
 
"Y-yes. Quite necessary. No we don't often have a giant crowd of," He waved at the group, trying to find the right word to describe them. His eyes darting between the boy carrying what looked to be a direwolf, to the vulpine, then to the Harpy, and the little person riding a cat. "What ever this is. You're obviously not related." He would have said misfits but that might've come across as insulting.

He automatically poured Hana a drink since she was sat at the counter, very distracted by Take sitting at a table of regulars and bellowing foreign words. Stealing their drink, and taking their weapon. If not for the enthusiastic cheering that started shortly after, he would have thought he was trying to incite a brawl. "Perhaps I can have Thelma show you the rooms we have, and then we can sort things out after that." He suggested, hoping most of them would follow out of the main room so he could keep track of what was going on. "THELA! PETRE! VIES!" He yelled, calling several of his employees over. "Thela, he said sweetly to an older woman, would you kindly show these folks to a room." She gave him a confused looked but he continued talking before she could ask. "Petre go with her and start clearing stuff out." He said to a dark haired skinny boy who looked like he would rather be anywhere but here. "Vies, take over their tables." The younger girl who had a colorful many layered skirt on dipped a quick curtsy, and started filling drinks for everyone, including all of the new people since the people at Take's table had just yelled for a full round.
A brightly dressed girl with golden curly pigtails stopped in front of them and handed them each a cold mug from her tray, a exuberant smile making her eyes sparkle. Kipp shook his head trying to say no, but she stuck it in his hands anyway, brushing his cheek with her hand before twirling away to take care of others. He stared after her his mouth hanging open, only taking his eyes off of her when Cam fell on the floor.
“Oh, thank you,” Korim said, holding the mug the girl gave her.
Cam curled her lip at the mug of frothy liquid now in her hands and began scanning the room for a convenient sink to discreetly pour her drink in.
“He wants us to follow us to his rooms,” Korim explained, following the innkeeper.
Cam was so eager to follow him that she “tripped” and spilled her drink on the ground. “Oops.” She muttered, not sounding sorry.
"Are you ok?" He asked going to her side and helping her up away from the spreading puddle on the floor.
 
Aria looked up, then down at the glass in her hands. She had never gotten drunk before, she was only 15. She bit her lip before she just sucked it up and tipped the glass to her lips. The bitter liquid entered her mouth and flowed down her throat, she shook her head, it almost hurt that’s how bitter it was.
 
Thela lead, who ever chose to follow down a hallway and up a set of stairs, there were two rooms about the same size. One was filled with rolled bed mats and stacks of folded blankets that looked as though they hadn't been used, or washed in a very long time. The other had all different sorts of musical instruments, and stands as well as extra tables and chairs stacked on each other that matched the ones in the main room down stairs. Some how the second room looked like it's objects had more use than the first.

"Petre will move the things out, so a few of you can have more private rooms if you'd prefer. The rest can sleep in the main room we'll get that cleaned up after closing." Thela said to Korim poking her head in to each room before fully opening the door for him to look inside.

"Petre, take this stuff down to the common room. It's been a while, we're well past due for a music night." She said ushering the young man into the second room.

(Sorry guys I'm rushed, BBL )
 
Aria looked up, then down at the glass in her hands. She had never gotten drunk before, she was only 15. She bit her lip before she just sucked it up and tipped the glass to her lips. The bitter liquid entered her mouth and flowed down her throat, she shook her head, it almost hurt that’s how bitter it was.

Kevin took a mug from Vies(?), giving her a small, grateful smile as he did so. Glancing around, he recognized Aria, and quickly moved towards her.
Hey,” he greeted, taking a sip of the bitter liquid. “First time, I assume?” He asked, raising his eyebrows at her expression.
 
Kevin took a mug from Vies(?), giving her a small, grateful smile as he did so. Glancing around, he recognized Aria, and quickly moved towards her.
Hey,” he greeted, taking a sip of the bitter liquid. “First time, I assume?” He asked, raising his eyebrows at her expression.
“Is it that obvious?” She laughed
 
After putting on a dangerous show of skill, the men rallied around Take and bombarded him with shoulder pats and praise. It seemed he truly earned their respect as they started to mimic the movements he made with the knife, noting how there was a pattern to it. When a drink was shoved into his hands, Take took a swig and made a sour face which got the men cracking up even more.

Hana stared down into her overflowing mug the pretty girl handed her before lifting it up to her lips and drawing in the bitter liquid. She lowered it and a small smile formed on her face, giving a gentle nod of approval. Not bad... She looked over at Blair, who seemed content, but somewhat distracted. Hana picked up her legs and sat cross legged on her stool, firmly holding her drink in both hands, appearing almost childish. “Everything alright?” she asked Blair, taking a sip of the alcoholic goodness.
Blair had kept her gaze on the window, yet was watching Take and the other men at the same time out of the corner of her eye. If she didn't zone in on the window, she'd be overwhelmed by the noise and potentially lose track of time. The sun was just at the tips of the trees, and she still had two hours or so till the moon rose.
She snapped back to reality when Hana spoke. She had come to like her, not that she actively spoke to Hana, but she trusted her. Shrugging at her question, she looked down at her drink that she didn't particularly enjoy. "Just...werewolf stuff. Full moon tonight." She explained, keeping her gaze on the frothing drink. "It's not exactly an enjoyable experience."
 

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