The Most Dangerous Coffee Shop- A Role Play

"Oh, you're closer than I thought, but still really far away." I don't know if I could fly that far on my own. But at least we're in the same country. It's not impossible we could meet again." He said trying to be reassuring, he leaned forward off the wall and carefully, placed his foot on the next step. Hopping with his wings to lift his bitten leg up. "It's better to get out of here before anything else happens. At least we know what kinds of dangerous things are around home. We won't get to see each other again if we end up dying here."



"Huh? No. Uhh, I think Clary does, but I doubt anyone with a cell phone would have service this high up, if the battery isn't dead." Annie, smiled at Ellie. "We should all meet up again! But it might be kind of hard. My parents aren't going to just let me take off across the country on my own."
Fred nodded.

“Yeah same here” Ellie said nodding
 
Kipp hobbled up the last few stairs on his own, and looked disgustedly at the swarm of flies that was back lit with the same creepy blue light that only the teleporting stones seemed to give off. Kipp sighed and continued forward squinting and wrinkling his nose at the bugs as they bumped into his cheeks. Don't go in my nose, don't go in my nose. He chanted in his head trying to take smaller breaths so they wouldn't get sucked in. His wings flapping around for balance at least seemed to be pushing most of them away.
“O-okay cool” Take smiled slightly, crouching beside Kit who was up against Blair’s legs, “I bet you’re ready to go home too, huh Kit?” he spoke softly, stroking the fur on her head.
Kit looked at him, nuzzling his hand gently. Her tail was wagging, pleased to be receiving more attention. Her ears perked up at his words. Home? Her attention turned to Blair, who's gaze was turned elsewhere. We never saw any of these people at home! Will they stay with us?

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Blair turned as Kipp flapped his way to the top of the stairs, her grip on Kit's collar loosening. "Stay with Take, Kit," she looked down at him. "I'll be right back. I have to do something."
She pulled away, swatting the flies away as she made her way over to Kipp. She staggered to a halt in front of him, waving a hand too shoo the flies. "Kipper? Can we talk?"
 
Kit looked at him, nuzzling his hand gently. Her tail was wagging, pleased to be receiving more attention. Her ears perked up at his words. Home? Her attention turned to Blair, who's gaze was turned elsewhere. We never saw any of these people at home! Will they stay with us?

~

Blair turned as Kipp flapped his way to the top of the stairs, her grip on Kit's collar loosening. "Stay with Take, Kit," she looked down at him. "I'll be right back. I have to do something."
She pulled away, swatting the flies away as she made her way over to Kipp. She staggered to a halt in front of him, waving a hand too shoo the flies. "Kipper? Can we talk?"
Kipp stopped, his nervous eyes locking with hers. He shrugged uncomfortably, slowly dropping his chin as he looked away. His hands drawing up in front of him and he subconsciously started pulling on the cuffs of his shirt twisting the fabric between his fingers. No? Am I allowed to say no? He bit his lip, She used my full name, she is mad. There's no running from it though. You're stuck here.
"Look, I know, OK!" He yelled suddenly, tears jumping into his eyes. "I shouldn't have-! I-I'm responsible for-!" He took a couple frantic panting breaths before continuing, "It's my fault." I almost got him killed. It's all my fault. Everyone hates me, and they should. It's my fault. Bella died because of me. If not for everyone else, Fred would have died too. "Just stay away from me."
 
Kipp stopped, his nervous eyes locking with hers. He shrugged uncomfortably, slowly dropping his chin as he looked away. His hands drawing up in front of him and he subconsciously started pulling on the cuffs of his shirt twisting the fabric between his fingers. No? Am I allowed to say no? He bit his lip, She used my full name, she is mad. There's no running from it though. You're stuck here.
"Look, I know, OK!" He yelled suddenly, tears jumping into his eyes. "I shouldn't have-! I-I'm responsible for-!" He took a couple frantic panting breaths before continuing, "It's my fault." I almost got him killed. It's all my fault. Everyone hates me, and they should. It's my fault. Bella died because of me. If not for everyone else, Fred would have died too. "Just stay away from me."
"Shut up, Kipp!" Blair snarled, her hands tensing into white-knuckled fists at her side. "I don't blame you for anything! I don't—I don't—" She cut off, panting as she looked down at him. She almost felt the gap of amnesia, she could sense when her memories ended and when she came back around, and it was the most horrifying and annoying experince, not knowing what happened between those memories.
"I don't even know what happened! It's the wolf, a-and the amnesia... The memory gap, I don't—" She rambled things off, her eyes darkening with stress. "I'm sorry, Kipp, I don't know what happened. I-I don't know what I said to hurt you, o-or what, but I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I don't...I don't know what to do or say...I-I—..." She drew off helplessly, her hands falling limp at her sides. "I don't know..."
 
Kit looked at him, nuzzling his hand gently. Her tail was wagging, pleased to be receiving more attention. Her ears perked up at his words. Home? Her attention turned to Blair, who's gaze was turned elsewhere. We never saw any of these people at home! Will they stay with us?

~

Blair turned as Kipp flapped his way to the top of the stairs, her grip on Kit's collar loosening. "Stay with Take, Kit," she looked down at him. "I'll be right back. I have to do something."
She pulled away, swatting the flies away as she made her way over to Kipp. She staggered to a halt in front of him, waving a hand too shoo the flies. "Kipper? Can we talk?"
Take nodded and took a seat next to Kit, putting an arm around the dog and resumed the playful petting as Blair walked off over to Kipp. He could easily hear their conversation from where he sat, sensing that it was kind of hostile, but it was none of his business.
 
"Shut up, Kipp!" Blair snarled, her hands tensing into white-knuckled fists at her side. "I don't blame you for anything! I don't—I don't—" She cut off, panting as she looked down at him. She almost felt the gap of amnesia, she could sense when her memories ended and when she came back around, and it was the most horrifying and annoying experince, not knowing what happened between those memories.
"I don't even know what happened! It's the wolf, a-and the amnesia... The memory gap, I don't—" She rambled things off, her eyes darkening with stress. "I'm sorry, Kipp, I don't know what happened. I-I don't know what I said to hurt you, o-or what, but I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I don't...I don't know what to do or say...I-I—..." She drew off helplessly, her hands falling limp at her sides. "I don't know..."
"What?" He asked confused. "What are you talking about? You didn't-" Do anything. Not really. "You lost your memory?"
 
"What?" He asked confused. "What are you talking about? You didn't-" Do anything. Not really. "You lost your memory?"
"I—" Blair took a step back, dropping her gaze. I should not have said that. Now what do I say? Any answer makes it sound like I'm insane...
"That's not the point. The point is...is that I'm sorry for whatever happened or whatever was said. And I don't blame you for...anything. Just...please don't ignore me." She knew how stupidly desperate and pathetic it sounded, but the words came out before she could stop it. Now I just sound like I'm insane and I'm a desperate moron.
 
"I—" Blair took a step back, dropping her gaze. I should not have said that. Now what do I say? Any answer makes it sound like I'm insane...
"That's not the point. The point is...is that I'm sorry for whatever happened or whatever was said. And I don't blame you for...anything. Just...please don't ignore me." She knew how stupidly desperate and pathetic it sounded, but the words came out before she could stop it. Now I just sound like I'm insane and I'm a desperate moron.
He stood staring at her dumbfounded. She doesn't hate me? His cheeks heated up, as he slowly realized that she thought he was mad at her. "You?" He breathed barely able to speak. He shook his head, still confused by what she was saying. "It's fine. N-nothing happened." She lost her memory? She must have gotten hurt. She was hurt. He glanced down at her still bandaged arms. I'm such a jerk.
 
He stood staring at her dumbfounded. She doesn't hate me? His cheeks heated up, as he slowly realized that she thought he was mad at her. "You?" He breathed barely able to speak. He shook his head, still confused by what she was saying. "It's fine. N-nothing happened." She lost her memory? She must have gotten hurt. She was hurt. He glanced down at her still bandaged arms. I'm such a jerk.
"What? Me what?" Blair's brows creased, and when she followed his gaze to her bandaged arms, she brought them behind her back instantly. I'm such an idiot. I should never have said anything.
She took an awkward step back, arms crossed behind her back, her gaze downcast. Yellow eyes flickered up to meet Kipp's, her lower lip drawn beneath her teeth. "I'm sorry. You probably think I'm insane..." There was a pause, before she let out a bark of laughter. "Then again, who doesn't?"
 
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