The Most Dangerous Coffee Shop- A Role Play

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Kipp slid further back into his seat, he was sitting at the back edge of the same table but for some reason was completely ignored by the tall burnette. Not that this is anything new, He thought to himself, was kind of hoping I'd look a little more normal next to this guy, but I should have figured. He crossed his arms over his chest and glared at the floor. Crumbs and dried coffee puddles were all over the place, gone unnoticed on the similarly colored brown tiles. No one's gonna miss me. No reason to head home.
(Totally not a mistake on my part...I totally knew Kipp was there the whole time...totally. haha)

Blair froze. The small sound of someone shifting had caught her attention. It would have gone completely unnoticed by any other set of ears, but she heard it. Her gaze snapped around to beside her, and to her utter surprise, a small boy with bird wings sat there. "Oh, my gosh! Sorry, I didn't even notice you sitting there! I'm sorry!" She shook her head, mentally face-palming. "Sorry. Sorry. I'm Blair."
 
Blair grimaced, waiting for him to get up and leave, or quietly answer and shuffle away from her. Instead, his reaction was rather chilled out. She blinked. And blinked again. And for several moments, she just stared at him, for once in her life, mute. "Well," she shrugged, smoothing her startled expression away, as if it were never there. "We are kind of cool, I guess." She answered, though against her will, the sliver of uncertainty she had tried to hold back slipped into her tone.
Take flashed a toothy grin, his canines poked out, “Yeah, you can shape shift into a wolf, I can’t really do anything like that..” he added, bringing up his forearms and turning them back and forth, interpreting that he couldn’t make them appear different. His third eye took a double take at Kipp, who had literally merged with his seat.

“By the way, this little dude here is Kipp. He looks pretty different, but that’s what makes him unique.” He gestured with a backwards thumb in Kipps direction.
Kipp slid further back into his seat, he was sitting at the back edge of the same table but for some reason was completely ignored by the tall burnette. Not that this is anything new, He thought to himself, was kind of hoping I'd look a little more normal next to this guy, but I should have figured. He crossed his arms over his chest and glared at the floor. Crumbs and dried coffee puddles were all over the place, gone unnoticed on the similarly colored brown tiles. No one's gonna miss me. No reason to head home.
 
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(Totally not a mistake on my part...I totally knew Kipp was there the whole time...totally. haha)

Blair froze. The small sound of someone shifting had caught her attention. It would have gone completely unnoticed by any other set of ears, but she heard it. Her gaze snapped around to beside her, and to her utter surprise, a small boy with bird wings sat there. "Oh, my gosh! Sorry, I didn't even notice you sitting there! I'm sorry!" She shook her head, mentally face-palming. "Sorry. Sorry. I'm Blair."
(Oops I didn’t see this *-*)
 
Lavender nodded gratefully at the man. "Lavender... And yours?"
“Kyle Beck,” Kyle replied.
“Does that mean I can’t just text them?” Clary asked. “So what’s the big deal with bugs, anyway? Besides being big, do they have an mutant powers? I don’t see why we should be worried.”
“If you have a phone on you, you may text your parents if you like. The size of the bugs isn't the matter, it's the quantity. Think about the corn this year. None of it's been harvested yet. Imagine the devastation when a worldwide phenomenon like this takes place."

Cam sighed, propping her face up on her fists, elbows driven into the table. What will the school do when I'm not there? What will my parents think? And I have a science test today. What kind of use could I be on something this mega scale anyways. Pick someone else.
"I don't have my phone on me. Mom and Dad must be so worried right now," she blurted, staring blandly at Annie. The coffee had cooled some, while the pumpkin spice muffin was a happy memory. You felt less obligation to socially interact while eating.
She blew on her coffee and sipped it slowly, waiting for Annie to make an equally uninteresting reply to her blatantly obvious comment.
 
“Kyle Beck,” Kyle replied.

“If you have a phone on you, you may text your parents if you like. The size of the bugs isn't the matter, it's the quantity. Think about the corn this year. None of it's been harvested yet. Imagine the devastation when a worldwide phenomenon like this takes place."

Cam sighed, propping her face up on her fists, elbows driven into the table. What will the school do when I'm not there? What will my parents think? And I have a science test today. What kind of use could I be on something this mega scale anyways. Pick someone else.
"I don't have my phone on me. Mom and Dad must be so worried right now," she blurted, staring blandly at Annie. The coffee had cooled some, while the pumpkin spice muffin was a happy memory. You felt less obligation to socially interact while eating.
She blew on her coffee and sipped it slowly, waiting for Annie to make an equally uninteresting reply to her blatantly obvious comment.
Lavender smiled and nodded. "Aye... A wonderful name."
 
“I’m afraid you are not on a different timeline... but again, if someone kidnapped some proper adults...” Laurel paused to shoot a blistering stare in Kyle’s direction. “The world wouldn’t be nearly so worried. Honestly though, I’m surprised you care about me at all. I should feel touched.
You needn’t worry, however. I know how to evade those types of things.”
His expression was stark as ever without his eyes to betray him. If a creature lacked eyes, you felt little pity for a him, couldn’t connect with it or plan it’s next move. That was why concealing them worked so well.

"Well, that doesn't help much," Colby commented to the other two occupants of his booth. "Personally, I'd love an indefinite out of school- and I never said that. And, of course, there's the beast bugs, which are hands-down the biggest plus." He picked up the cutesy little tin of sugar packets that was nestled on a corner of the table and peered at it with dismay, as if it should have the solid answers to all life's questions etched into it. "But I'm not quite sure how the, uh, parental-dependent and school-bound individuals are going to manage this."

“Does that mean I can’t just text them?” Clary asked. “So what’s the big deal with bugs, anyway? Besides being big, do they have an mutant powers? I don’t see why we should be worried.”

“If you have a phone on you, you may text your parents if you like. The size of the bugs isn't the matter, it's the quantity. Think about the corn this year. None of it's been harvested yet. Imagine the devastation when a worldwide phenomenon like this takes place."

Cam sighed, propping her face up on her fists, elbows driven into the table. What will the school do when I'm not there? What will my parents think? And I have a science test today. What kind of use could I be on something this mega scale anyways. Pick someone else.
"I don't have my phone on me. Mom and Dad must be so worried right now," she blurted, staring blandly at Annie. The coffee had cooled some, while the pumpkin spice muffin was a happy memory. You felt less obligation to socially interact while eating.
She blew on her coffee and sipped it slowly, waiting for Annie to make an equally uninteresting reply to her blatantly obvious comment.

“So you kinda did kidnap us, you just admitted to it,” Brid pointed out, shaking her head. She stayed silent until Clary and Laurel spoke. “I think that we definitely should worry about the bugs’ size as well as their quantity, especially the spiders,” She retorted grumpily, still unhappy. “Seven inch tall black widows and brown recluse? Aren’t daddy-long-legs super venomous but their mouths are too small to bite us? They won’t be too small when they’re that big. Plus there’s stink bugs, wasps, ants, and scorpions. I don’t live in Australia for a reason.” She took a sip of her now-cold hot chocolate before continuing. “Not only will they reck crops, they’ll also kill a lot of people.”

Finished, she took a bite out of her slice of banana bread and pulled out her phone, glancing between Laurel and her screen as she texted her parents reassuringly, urging them to not freak out because she was safe and there was nothing to worry about.
 
“Kyle Beck,” Kyle replied.

“If you have a phone on you, you may text your parents if you like. The size of the bugs isn't the matter, it's the quantity. Think about the corn this year. None of it's been harvested yet. Imagine the devastation when a worldwide phenomenon like this takes place."

Cam sighed, propping her face up on her fists, elbows driven into the table. What will the school do when I'm not there? What will my parents think? And I have a science test today. What kind of use could I be on something this mega scale anyways. Pick someone else.
"I don't have my phone on me. Mom and Dad must be so worried right now," she blurted, staring blandly at Annie. The coffee had cooled some, while the pumpkin spice muffin was a happy memory. You felt less obligation to socially interact while eating.
She blew on her coffee and sipped it slowly, waiting for Annie to make an equally uninteresting reply to her blatantly obvious comment.

“So you kinda did kidnap us, you just admitted to it,” Brid pointed out, shaking her head. She stayed silent until Clary and Laurel spoke. “I think that we definitely should worry about the bugs’ size as well as their quantity, especially the spiders,” She retorted grumpily, still unhappy. “Seven inch tall black widows and brown recluse? Aren’t daddy-long-legs super venomous but their mouths are too small to bite us? They won’t be too small when they’re that big. Plus there’s stink bugs, wasps, ants, and scorpions. I don’t live in Australia for a reason.” She took a sip of her now-cold hot chocolate before continuing. “Not only will they reck crops, they’ll also kill a lot of people.”

Finished, she took a bite out of her slice of banana bread and pulled out her phone, glancing between Laurel and her screen as she texted her parents reassuringly, urging them to not freak out because she was safe and there was nothing to worry about.

Clary pulled out her phone and texted her dad saying she was out of town with friends.
Ok, be safe. Love you <3 he replied. Clary tucked her phone back into her pocket and looked at Brid as she spoke. She didn’t want to kill the bugs, especially the spiders. She was rather fond of spiders, and had one as a pet when she was younger until it got out of its cage. She wasn’t allowed to have any more spiders since then.
At Cam’s comment, Clary slid her phone over to her. “You can use my phone to text your parents, if you want.” She offered.
 
Name: Charlie
Gender: Male
Physical description and abilities: Black hair (or maybe just really dark brown), dark brown eyes, 15 years old, 5' 6". Wears loose sweatshirts and jeans. Known for getting distracted easily and being extremely random. Has a very strange sense of humor.
Charlie has the ability to turn invisible. Unfortunately, he can't really control it. Luckily it turns his clothes invisible too. Most of the time.
He can sometimes even turn other people invisible if he's touching them.
Reason the person was chosen (or happened upon a stone): He found it on the pavement. Not exactly sure of the reason. Probably his powers.
 
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