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

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.
“I only had one” she complained but her hand held up four fingers,
 
“I only had one” she complained but her hand held up four fingers,

Kevin shook his head. “Liar. I’ve been doing this for quite some time. I know when someone has had too much.” He helped her onto a stool, keeping a hand firmly on her back to prevent her from slipping off. “Tell me, how much have you really had?”
 
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.
Blair muffled a sharp yelp of pain when he stepped on her toes, grimancing. "Except for that," she muttered, laughing it off though. She glanced through the window, giving a slight groan at how quickly the sky was darkening. She didn't want to stop dancing with him, or have to go through the painful transition.
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?"
Aella pulled away from Juliana when she poked her. "I am not squishy!" She told her indignantly, squinting her eyes. She glanced over at the people dancing together, observing them. Blair seemed to be the only one who seemed to sort of know what she was doing. "Uh. No. I don't dance at all."
(Sorry I am really busy)
 
Kevin shook his head. “Liar. I’ve been doing this for quite some time. I know when someone has had too much.” He helped her onto a stool, keeping a hand firmly on her back to prevent her from slipping off. “Tell me, how much have you really had?”
“Finnneeee I had 3 ok maybe I had 4 but I stopped counting” she admitted
 
Blair muffled a sharp yelp of pain when he stepped on her toes, grimancing. "Except for that," she muttered, laughing it off though. She glanced through the window, giving a slight groan at how quickly the sky was darkening. She didn't want to stop dancing with him, or have to go through the painful transition.

Aella pulled away from Juliana when she poked her. "I am not squishy!" She told her indignantly, squinting her eyes. She glanced over at the people dancing together, observing them. Blair seemed to be the only one who seemed to sort of know what she was doing. "Uh. No. I don't dance at all."
(Sorry I am really busy)
Take happened to look up when he caught her glancing over at the window, the sun was dipping below the horizon and the sky mirrored the progression of growing darkness. His eyes widened and mouth opened a little when he remembered what tonight was. He put his face inches away from hers “We should probably get going then huh?” he asked, slowing the pace of their dance so they could stop.
 
“Finnneeee I had 3 ok maybe I had 4 but I stopped counting” she admitted

Kevin’s eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets. 4?! He thought, automatically looking for some sort of clock. It didn’t feel like a lot of time had pasted since he left her to go dance. How she was still standing, and not throwing up—or worse, dead—he had no idea.
“No no no, that’s not good. No more of these for you,” he said, taking the mug from her. He glanced around the bar, hoping Korim could help him get water, but he was no where to be seen. He ran a hand through his loose hair, mentally hitting himself for leaving her. It was irresponsible, on both of their parts.
 
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.

Vie imagining she was demanding another since she didn't know what she said, and it was normal round here to smash a fist on the table top for that sort of thing, poured the three of them new glasses of beer.

Kipp reached after the stolen cup. About to protest the theiving, but didn't because he wasn't sure why he wanted it in the first place.

"Skipper?" He asked looking at her with a quizzical smirk "You my not so trusty mate Gilligan?" He found her moodiness quite comical even if he didn't know what she was saying when she switched over to her other language. "If you are you shouldn't be drinking either. You're loopy enough."
He said picking up his the freshly poured cup and drinking from it.
 
Blair muffled a sharp yelp of pain when he stepped on her toes, grimancing. "Except for that," she muttered, laughing it off though. She glanced through the window, giving a slight groan at how quickly the sky was darkening. She didn't want to stop dancing with him, or have to go through the painful transition.

Aella pulled away from Juliana when she poked her. "I am not squishy!" She told her indignantly, squinting her eyes. She glanced over at the people dancing together, observing them. Blair seemed to be the only one who seemed to sort of know what she was doing. "Uh. No. I don't dance at all."
(Sorry I am really busy)
(No no me too. Had to go for supper :D don't worry about it.)

Juli liked her reaction, and since she still didn't know her name that was what she'd call her from now on.

"Suit yourself then." She said waving as she made her way over to the others, breaking into her own dance without a partner.
 
Vie imagining she was demanding another since she didn't know what she said, and it was normal round here to smash a fist on the table top for that sort of thing, poured the three of them new glasses of beer.

Kipp reached after the stolen cup. About to protest the theiving, but didn't because he wasn't sure why he wanted it in the first place.

"Skipper?" He asked looking at her with a quizzical smirk "You my not so trusty mate Gilligan?" He found her moodiness quite comical even if he didn't know what she was saying when she switched over to her other language. "If you are you shouldn't be drinking either. You're loopy enough."
He said picking up his the freshly poured cup and drinking from it.
Hana watched in disbelief as the girl poured them three new drinks. She let out an annoyed groan and hit her face on the counter, which emitted a loud audible ‘crack’ of her mask breaking. “I’m fine” she mumbled into the counter, her hand aimlessly searching for her drink, but suddenly stopped as if she passed out.
 
Hana watched in disbelief as the girl poured them three new drinks. She let out an annoyed groan and hit her face on the counter, which emitted a loud audible ‘crack’ of her mask breaking. “I’m fine” she mumbled into the counter, her hand aimlessly searching for her drink, but suddenly stopped as if she passed out.
A garbled 'genki desu' coming from Hana didn't do anything to reassure Kipp that she hadn't just died.
"Uhh, you livin'?" He asked, trying to sit her upright, not realizing that he himself was feeling a bit dizzy until he stood up to keep Hana from falling backwards. He was completely oblivious to the 6 year old getting into trouble behind him.
 

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