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

"Oh-toe-no huh?" He asked, raising his head, repeating part of what she'd said. It was Hana who'd made her way over to him, what was visible of her face was squished and distorted from her hands. The waitress came over an poured him another glass. "I don't..." He said pushing it away from him. She just smiled though and left it there for him. He scowled after her, before looking back at his company. "What do you want?"
(Hopefully the waitress has sense not to serve a child.)
Noah climbed up the creaky stool behind Kipp and stood up, balanced precariously on top. “Hi,” he said, poking Kipp on the shoulder.
 
(Hopefully the waitress has sense not to serve a child.)
Noah climbed up the creaky stool behind Kipp and stood up, balanced precariously on top. “Hi,” he said, poking Kipp on the shoulder.
Kipp turned smiling up at him, there was no time to feel sorry for himself if people wouldn't leave him alone. Which wasn't so bad. "Hey, be careful." He said gently, putting a wing up to keep him steady on the stool. "You fall and Cam will yell at me again."
 
Kipp turned smiling up at him, there was no time to feel sorry for himself if people wouldn't leave him alone. Which wasn't so bad. "Hey, be careful." He said gently, putting a wing up to keep him steady on the stool. "You fall and Cam will yell at me again."
Noah giggled. “She likes you,” he said. He stabilized himself on the wing before letting go of it, confident in his balance.
 
Take laughed out loud when he saw Korim dancing along with the men, “Looks like he’s having a good time.” he told Blair. He kept watching how they danced, trying to understand how he was supposed to do the same with a partner. Just wing it. “Come on, we’ll figure it out” he decided boldly, taking both of her hands and pulling her out onto a space where they could dance. He took one of her hands and lifted it up off to the side a little while he rested his hand on her lower back. He was hesitant in these placements, but he held a smile as he started to hop on his feet and rotate so they swirled in a circle, trying his best to get in sync with the music.

Hana took her eyes off Aella to whine gently at the attractive woman who gave her a refill of her drink. When she returned her gaze to the girl, she couldn’t help but shoot finger guns at her with complemented sound effects. “Pew pew pew, pew” she snickered and took a swig of her drink. She continued to stare at Aellas features, especially the long jagged scar on one side of her face. She didn’t make a disgusted face, but instead smiled sweetly.
Blair grinned, laughing as he pulled her out into a larger space, taking her hands. Unsure what to do with her other hand, she just placed it on his shoulder. She naturally fell into beat with the music, almost instantly figuring it out and taking the lead to guide Take. "I thought you said you couldn't dance?" She questioned him, grinning as she gently pulled him in a circle. "You seem pretty good to me."
"Regular people, huh." She said dryly, not willing to consider people who had superpowers to be regular. "I think anything not from Earth, would be considered alien. And for them, anything not from here, would be. We're all aliens. I guess they're normal here, and I'm the freak." The waitress poured another mug for her, even though she wasn't done the one she had. Her unwavering smile making her feel like there was maybe some poison in it, or something. For some reason she didn't refuse the second glass, despite her distrust.
"Exactly my point." Aella stated, reluctantly taking her gaze off the very tipsy Hana. "Well, you're not a freak. Just human." She glanced at Hana again at the sudden loud noise of her stool dragging across the floor, tilting her head slightly at the strange language she spoke in. She quickly redirected her gaze back to her mug, taking another long sip. "You're lucky to be human," she told her, staring into the frothy and golden depths of her drink. "Trust me."
 
Noah giggled. “She likes you,” he said. He stabilized himself on the wing before letting go of it, confident in his balance.
(Isn't Noah the one who said that before? And then said yeah your spots are ugly. 😅 )

"Pff, yeah right. She told you that?" He asked skeptically. Shaking his head and staring down into the mug that was set in front of him. "I think you're getting your words mixed up. She hates me." I hate me. Why do I want to drink this? I don't. I don't want to. But... I do? Maybe that's why dad drinks, because once you start you can't stop. Was that it?
 
Blair grinned, laughing as he pulled her out into a larger space, taking her hands. Unsure what to do with her other hand, she just placed it on his shoulder. She naturally fell into beat with the music, almost instantly figuring it out and taking the lead to guide Take. "I thought you said you couldn't dance?" She questioned him, grinning as she gently pulled him in a circle. "You seem pretty good to me."

"Exactly my point." Aella stated, reluctantly taking her gaze off the very tipsy Hana. "Well, you're not a freak. Just human." She glanced at Hana again at the sudden loud noise of her stool dragging across the floor, tilting her head slightly at the strange language she spoke in. She quickly redirected her gaze back to her mug, taking another long sip. "You're lucky to be human," she told her, staring into the frothy and golden depths of her drink. "Trust me."
Juliana sighed leaning back and studying the hanging lights. The room was warm and loud and happy. Not as cold and inhospitable as it had seemed when they first came in here. She turned her gaze to Aella, eyeing her with a intrigued smirk. "You're a lot more warm and squishy than I thought you were." She said poking her shoulder to demonstrate, before standing and taking a long drink to finish her second cup. Setting it heavily down on the counter. "I'm gonna show them how badly they're butchering it." She said pointing toward the group of people who were trying to dance. "Think you're any good?"
 
"Oh-toe-no huh?" He asked, raising his head, repeating part of what she'd said. It was Hana who'd made her way over to him, what was visible of her face was squished and distorted from her hands. The waitress came over an poured him another glass. "I don't..." He said pushing it away from him. She just smiled though and left it there for him. He scowled after her, before looking back at his company. "What do you want?"
(Isn't Noah the one who said that before? And then said yeah your spots are ugly. 😅 )

"Pff, yeah right. She told you that?" He asked skeptically. Shaking his head and staring down into the mug that was set in front of him. "I think you're getting your words mixed up. She hates me." I hate me. Why do I want to drink this? I don't. I don't want to. But... I do? Maybe that's why dad drinks, because once you start you can't stop. Was that it?
Hana peered at him for a long while before his attention was taken away to another young boy that joined him. “Hey I know you” she finally realized, twirling her finger at Kipp and chuckling “You’re... not supposed to drinking, Skipper... Dipper” She reached out and snatched the drink away from Kipp, setting it off to the side. “Stop giving the kids alcohol” she demanded at the woman, frowning deeply and slamming her fist on the counter.
 
Blair grinned, laughing as he pulled her out into a larger space, taking her hands. Unsure what to do with her other hand, she just placed it on his shoulder. She naturally fell into beat with the music, almost instantly figuring it out and taking the lead to guide Take. "I thought you said you couldn't dance?" She questioned him, grinning as she gently pulled him in a circle. "You seem pretty good to me."

"Exactly my point." Aella stated, reluctantly taking her gaze off the very tipsy Hana. "Well, you're not a freak. Just human." She glanced at Hana again at the sudden loud noise of her stool dragging across the floor, tilting her head slightly at the strange language she spoke in. She quickly redirected her gaze back to her mug, taking another long sip. "You're lucky to be human," she told her, staring into the frothy and golden depths of her drink. "Trust me."
Take laughed, “I don’t, I’m just doing whatever—” his foot accidentally falls on top of Blair’s, nearly squishing her toes if he hadn’t put all his weight on it. He cursed under his breath and took his eyes off of Blair to look at their feet as they whirled, making sure not to mess up his footing again.
 
Aria had now proceeded to have drunk 4 glasses of drink. She had a stupid grin plastered on her face, standing up she stumbled over to Kevin waving at him “Kevinnnn my bestieeeee” she slurred “I’m going to take over this village and when i do you can be my hand servant”

Kevin turned in the direction his name was called, peering over the heads until he spotted a very tipsy Aria.
“Excuse me,” he said, sticking a finger up. Breaking away from his dance partner, he brushed past the crowd of people until he reached Aria.
“Ari!” He exclaimed. His smile instantly switched to one of worry, touching her shoulder to keep her steady. “You didn’t listen to my advice, did you?” He shook his head. “Let’s see if we can get you some water.” He gently lead her to the bar, the crowd breaking to make room for the large man.
As she spoke of taking over the village, Kevin gave her a quizzical look. “Hand. . . Servant? I suppose I do have nice hands.” He said loudly, flexing his hands as he examined them.
 

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