The Most Dangerous Coffee Shop- A Role Play

[Amer]

Step. Step. Step. Step. Cam was pacing the tiled floor anxiously. She looked back at Clary. “Where do you think everyone is?” She had been terrified around the trees, and while she had been lost then, she knew for the most part that nobody was locked in some dungeon. And every step felt dangerous.
She looked at the dusty black-and-white tiles. Her rubber boots had made footprints in the thick dust. Many footprints.
What if this is some kind of pattern trap with the different tiles? Am I about to fall in?
The blonde girl had made no comment. I don’t even know her name, but it would just be awkward to ask her. Small talk.
“Who do you think is going to die first?” she blurted.
Did I just say that?
“I mean... I don’t mean what I just said.”

 

[Cluckcluck1215]

There was a click then.
Not the click that made Blair freeze in fear, but the click that sent joy through her. The door had been unlocked. Light flooded the stairwell as it was flung open, revealing Alanna, who was clearly unamused. "Next time, keep the door open, Wolfy. It took me forever to strip the charms off this thing."
"It shut itself, Alanna. Thank you for your assistance," she said coldly, walking past her. She glanced around the room, pausing as she surveyed. Alanna, Ellie, Fox, Cam...Clary, is that her name? Kyle and Rylie...Charlie? Yes, Charlie, and Annie, Haddie...
"We're still missing Kipp and Fred," she noted, more to herself then to the others.
Then she did one more sweep over the room. And then another. Until it hit her that Kipp and Fred were not the only ones missing. "Where is Take? And where is my dog?"

 

[Butterscotchbitesfinger]

"I'm not going to let anything bad happen to you." I couldn't live with myself if... He took a breath trying to calm himself down. It's not going to happen. We'll both be fine. I'll make sure he is safe.

Kipp cautiously led Fred upward, the lack of traps making him more nervous with each floor they passed. He had to do something to calm down. Anything to stop thinking about Bella.
"So, when we're done with this thing, we're gonna have to go back to our normal lives. What does that mean for you?"

“It means I have to go back to my dumb life. Beck to being made fun of and basically being my brothers punching bag” Fred said sadly “I don’t want to leave, I bet you can’t wait to see your family”

 

[Rose Quartz]

“It means I have to go back to my dumb life. Beck to being made fun of and basically being my brothers punching bag” Fred said sadly “I don’t want to leave, I bet you can’t wait to see your family”

Kipp slowed his ascent, looking forlornly up the stairs. "I..." I don't want to go home either. "Do you..." Do you think anyone noticed we've been missing? Kipp stopped fully on the stairs and hung his head sighing. "I'm tired. Let's sit here for a bit." Why are we even trying? We get to the tower stop the bugs, and what, go back to where everyone hates us? Or maybe die trying.

 

[FrankieDoodle]

Step. Step. Step. Step. Cam was pacing the tiled floor anxiously. She looked back at Clary. “Where do you think everyone is?” She had been terrified around the trees, and while she had been lost then, she knew for the most part that nobody was locked in some dungeon. And every step felt dangerous.
She looked at the dusty black-and-white tiles. Her rubber boots had made footprints in the thick dust. Many footprints.
What if this is some kind of pattern trap with the different tiles? Am I about to fall in?
The blonde girl had made no comment. I don’t even know her name, but it would just be awkward to ask her. Small talk.
“Who do you think is going to die first?” she blurted.
Did I just say that?
“I mean... I don’t mean what I just said.”

Clary looked at Cam. “They probably ditched us. I wouldn’t blame them.” At Cam’s next question, Clary laughed. “Wow. I was not expecting that,” she said. “Hmm... probably the kid. The little one. Fred, I think his name was. What about you?”

 

[Butterscotchbitesfinger]

Kipp slowed his ascent, looking forlornly up the stairs. "I..." I don't want to go home either. "Do you..." Do you think anyone noticed we've been missing? Kipp stopped fully on the stairs and hung his head sighing. "I'm tired. Let's sit here for a bit." Why are we even trying? We get to the tower stop the bugs, and what, go back to where everyone hates us? Or maybe die trying.

“Me too” Fred said

 

[Yowza Wowza]

Take sat up, glancing down on his new buddy that nearly pierced through his entire shoulder.
You’re definitely not staying there.
He brought his hands up to the protuding shaft of the arrow with its feathers on the very end. He took a deep breath as he grasped it firmly, then extruding it in one swift movement.

Take let out a long, painful howl as the arrow was removed, his face twisted at the sensation it left behind.

His crimson red blood started to soak through his shirt as he got to his feet. He snapped the deep red stained arrow in half while he observed his surroundings.

His eyes narrowed once he noticed that we was trapped within an iron jail cell, he tossed the arrow away, and it chattered against a pair of shackles that hung on the walls.

“Anyone out there?” He called, clutching the thick iron bars eagerly.

 

[Amer]

Clary looked at Cam. “They probably ditched us. I wouldn’t blame them.” At Cam’s next question, Clary laughed. “Wow. I was not expecting that,” she said. “Hmm... probably the kid. The little one. Fred, I think his name was. What about you?”

“I didn’t mean...” Cam protested, before pointing one of her raised hands at the little man who was nervously twisting Rylie’s fur. “Him,” she whispered.
“Hey! I heard that!” Kyle accused. “I may die first, but I will make sure that the rest of you don’t die first. Or not at all. And if I do die first, then at least I will die knowing I died trying!”
Cam curled her lip into a thoughtful smile. He didn’t intimidate her, but his words did make sense in some twisted way. “Okay. I believe you.”

 

[Cluckcluck1215]

Take sat up, glancing down on his new buddy that nearly pierced through his entire shoulder.
You’re definitely not staying there.
He brought his hands up to the protuding shaft of the arrow with its feathers on the very end. He took a deep breath as he grasped it firmly, then extruding it in one swift movement.

Take let out a long, painful howl as the arrow was removed, his face twisted at the sensation it left behind.

His crimson red blood started to soak through his shirt as he got to his feet. He snapped the deep red stained arrow in half while he observed his surroundings.

His eyes narrowed once he noticed that we was trapped within an iron jail cell, he tossed the arrow away, and it chattered against a pair of shackles that hung on the walls.

“Anyone out there?” He called, clutching the thick iron bars eagerly.

Kit had fallen down the trap, claws clattering against the ground as she stumbled when she was tossed to the ground, scrambling to her paws. She looked up and around, overjoyed when she saw Take. When he yelled, she let out a sharp bark, trotting over to him and nuzzling her muzzle against his leg. She looked up, confused with her surroundings. She barked again, louder this time, like she was trying to get someone's attention.
Where's Blair?

 

[Yowza Wowza]

Kit had fallen down the trap, claws clattering against the ground as she stumbled when she was tossed to the ground, scrambling to her paws. She looked up and around, overjoyed when she saw Take. When he yelled, she let out a sharp bark, trotting over to him and nuzzling her muzzle against his leg. She looked up, confused with her surroundings. She barked again, louder this time, like she was trying to get someone's attention.
Where's Blair?

Take was too enveloped in calling for help to hear Kits sudden and loud appearance.
Although he felt something against his leg.
I swear if it’s a bug..
He glanced down at Kit, who had followed him down the trap.
Blair is probably going to kill me
Take bent down and put on a fake smile, “Silly Kit..” he patted her head in a passive agressive demeanor.

An idea suddenly popped into his head, “Kit, I need you to go back to Blair, if you can fit through these bars..” he put a hand out of the cell, the bars seemed wide enough to let her through.

He held onto his shoulder that continued to bleed out, even if it was gradually healing.