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

[Amer]

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.

"Are you ok?" He asked going to her side and helping her up away from the spreading puddle on the floor.

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 )

Cam wiped her pants where she fell into the liquid. “Of course I am,” she said, snatching Noah’s mug, as he was just beginning to suck on the froth and coughing. “None of that for you!” she said.
“What was that?” he asked, trying to grab for the mug that Vies had pretty much enchanted him into wanting really badly. “It tastes terrible!”
“Spoiled grape juice,” Cam said, even though she knew it wasn’t really wine, it made more sense to explain it that way.
“Ew!” Noah said. “Can I have some more, please?” He clasped his hands together and made a puppy face, before jumping to grab the mug. Cam lifted it farther out of reach.
While Vies attracted people to things, Cam, for better or worse, repulsed them. But Noah liked repulsive things.
“No!” Cam said. “Why would offer that stuff to children?”

Kyle dismounted and observed the room they had entered while Rylie trotted to the corner and sniffed, looking for rodents.
“Wow, they’re unprepared,” Kyle said.
Korim nodded. “I wonder what this place was like when they had visitors other than the locals.” He realized Vies was looking at him, wondering what he said. (How old is she?) “That sounds like an excellent plan,” he said.

 

[FrankieDoodle]

“Is it that obvious?” She laughed

Kevin chuckled. “Yes, sort of.” He replied. “Try not to chug it all at once, you’ll end up having a bad time. With your size, and the size of the mug, you’ll be wasted quickly. Try to sip it.” He said, taking a drink of his own as if to show her.

 

[Yowza Wowza]

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."

“Ah” Hana said softly, taking a long sip of her drink. She didn’t quite know much about werewolves, but she could tell Blair was pained by being one, judging by the scars that were visible on her skin. “Are your.. parents werewolves too?” she asked, curious if it was hereditary much like her ability to harden.

 

[Rose Quartz]

Cam wiped her pants where she fell into the liquid. “Of course I am,” she said, snatching Noah’s mug, as he was just beginning to suck on the froth and coughing. “None of that for you!” she said.
“What was that?” he asked, trying to grab for the mug that Vies had pretty much enchanted him into wanting really badly. “It tastes terrible!”
“Spoiled grape juice,” Cam said, even though she knew it wasn’t really wine, it made more sense to explain it that way.
“Ew!” Noah said. “Can I have some more, please?” He clasped his hands together and made a puppy face, before jumping to grab the mug. Cam lifted it farther out of reach.
While Vies attracted people to things, Cam, for better or worse, repulsed them. But Noah liked repulsive things.
“No!” Cam said. “Why would offer that stuff to children?”

Kyle dismounted and observed the room they had entered while Rylie trotted to the corner and sniffed, looking for rodents.
“Wow, they’re unprepared,” Kyle said.
Korim nodded. “I wonder what this place was like when they had visitors other than the locals.” He realized Vies was looking at him, wondering what he said. (How old is she?) “That sounds like an excellent plan,” he said.

(Uhh Vie - server girl, or Thela - woman who took them upstairs? Vie is probably early 20s, Thela is around 50ish?)

 

[Amer]

(Uhh Vie - server girl, or Thela - woman who took them upstairs? Vie is probably early 20s, Thela is around 50ish?)

(ohhhh I thought Vie was there too. Good she's in her 20s because then she won't have to stand Korim flirting with her.)

 

[Butterscotchbitesfinger]

Kevin chuckled. “Yes, sort of.” He replied. “Try not to chug it all at once, you’ll end up having a bad time. With your size, and the size of the mug, you’ll be wasted quickly. Try to sip it.” He said, taking a drink of his own as if to show her.

She nodded slowly “thanks”

 

[Cluckcluck1215]

“Ah” Hana said softly, taking a long sip of her drink. She didn’t quite know much about werewolves, but she could tell Blair was pained by being one, judging by the scars that were visible on her skin. “Are your.. parents werewolves too?” she asked, curious if it was hereditary much like her ability to harden.

Blair laughed quietly, taking a quick sip of her drink but quickly setting it down, screwing her face up. "No," she told her once she had recovered from the bitterness of her drink. "They're about as human as can be, unfortunately. They've given up trying to understand werewolves at this point." She shrugged, glancing out the window briefly before back at Hana. "It gets frustrating, but there's nothing I can do about it. They're still my parents, regardless of what they think of me."

 

[Rose Quartz]

Cam wiped her pants where she fell into the liquid. “Of course I am,” she said, snatching Noah’s mug, as he was just beginning to suck on the froth and coughing. “None of that for you!” she said.
“What was that?” he asked, trying to grab for the mug that Vies had pretty much enchanted him into wanting really badly. “It tastes terrible!”
“Spoiled grape juice,” Cam said, even though she knew it wasn’t really wine, it made more sense to explain it that way.
“Ew!” Noah said. “Can I have some more, please?” He clasped his hands together and made a puppy face, before jumping to grab the mug. Cam lifted it farther out of reach.
While Vies attracted people to things, Cam, for better or worse, repulsed them. But Noah liked repulsive things.
“No!” Cam said. “Why would offer that stuff to children?”

Kyle dismounted and observed the room they had entered while Rylie trotted to the corner and sniffed, looking for rodents.
“Wow, they’re unprepared,” Kyle said.
Korim nodded. “I wonder what this place was like when they had visitors other than the locals.” He realized Vies was looking at him, wondering what he said. (How old is she?) “That sounds like an excellent plan,” he said.

Kipp tipped his head, Cam sounded annoyed with his question, but she could have just been frustrated with having to take care of Noah. He absentmindedly sipped at the mug in his hand, crinkling his nose at the bitter fizzy drink. He looked down at the honey colored liquid, he hadn't wanted to drink any of it. He still didn't, but he also did.

He looked back at Cam arguing with Noah. There was a pretty easy solution to him not getting any, someone just had to drink his. He didn't really want it, but taking it might help her deal with Noah. Taking Noah would too though. Kipp shrugged downed his cup, gagging at it's nasty aftertaste, as he set the mug down on the nearest table, and picked Noah up. Sitting him on his shoulders, and flashing a proud smile at Cam for having solved the Noah, problem. (or possibly making it worse.)

 

[Amer]

Kipp tipped his head, Cam sounded annoyed with his question, but she could have just been frustrated with having to take care of Noah. He absentmindedly sipped at the mug in his hand, crinkling his nose at the bitter fizzy drink. He looked down at the honey colored liquid, he hadn't wanted to drink any of it. He still didn't, but he also did.

He looked back at Cam arguing with Noah. There was a pretty easy solution to him not getting any, someone just had to drink his. He didn't really want it, but taking it might help her deal with Noah. Taking Noah would too though. Kipp shrugged downed his cup, gagging at it's nasty aftertaste, as he set the mug down on the nearest table, and picked Noah up. Sitting him on his shoulders, and flashing a proud smile at Cam for having solved the Noah, problem. (or possibly making it worse.)

Cam frowned at Kipp, even though they were in a dimension where American rules didn't apply. I expected better from him.
"You're not old enough to drink!" she lamely accused.
Noah looked down at her confusedly from his perch. "Isn't everyone old enough to drink?"
(When my dad drank soda and drove a vehicle I always accused him of drinking and driving because I didn't know what it meant.)

 

[Rose Quartz]

Cam wiped her pants where she fell into the liquid. “Of course I am,” she said, snatching Noah’s mug, as he was just beginning to suck on the froth and coughing. “None of that for you!” she said.
“What was that?” he asked, trying to grab for the mug that Vies had pretty much enchanted him into wanting really badly. “It tastes terrible!”
“Spoiled grape juice,” Cam said, even though she knew it wasn’t really wine, it made more sense to explain it that way.
“Ew!” Noah said. “Can I have some more, please?” He clasped his hands together and made a puppy face, before jumping to grab the mug. Cam lifted it farther out of reach.
While Vies attracted people to things, Cam, for better or worse, repulsed them. But Noah liked repulsive things.
“No!” Cam said. “Why would offer that stuff to children?”

Kyle dismounted and observed the room they had entered while Rylie trotted to the corner and sniffed, looking for rodents.
“Wow, they’re unprepared,” Kyle said.
Korim nodded. “I wonder what this place was like when they had visitors other than the locals.” He realized Vies was looking at him, wondering what he said. (How old is she?) “That sounds like an excellent plan,” he said.

Thela nodded at Korim, with a small smile. "Very well, you can make payment arrangements with my husband." She said entering the second room to help Petre with moving the things down stairs.

As she reentered the common room, she lifted the guitar like instrument she held above her head. "MUSIC NIGHT! Everyone." She shouted setting it on the nearest table top, and returning to work gathering empty glasses, and cleaning up messes. A few of the men started arguing loudly over whose turn it was. And music started shortly after that, with more instruments joining in as they arrived.