The Most Dangerous Coffee Shop- A Role Play

Take gave Kipp a grin before he noticed the boy had fallen asleep. He gazed down at his feet, realizing he still had his foot wrapped up from earlier. He took off his shoe, then his temporary sock bandage. He was glad to see that his foot was perfectly fine, but he couldn’t quite see how much blood was on his sock since it was black. He put the sock correctly on his foot then slipped his shoe back on.


Take glanced down at the infinite bag, “There should be some water bottles left..” he murmured, putting his hand in and yanking one out.
Kyle waved it away. “Too late now. I’ve already applied the burn cream. Plus, we should probably save it for drinking.” He looked up at Blair. “That’s the best I could do. Since the water is already out, all in favor of a water break?” Kyle was a fan of democracy. It helped the smaller voices get heard.
Cam raised her hand, not sure if she was supposed to vote or anything.
 
Kyle waved it away. “Too late now. I’ve already applied the burn cream. Plus, we should probably save it for drinking.” He looked up at Blair. “That’s the best I could do. Since the water is already out, all in favor of a water break?” Kyle was a fan of democracy. It helped the smaller voices get heard.
Cam raised her hand, not sure if she was supposed to vote or anything.
Take shrugged, then tossed the bottle over at Cam with little effort and care.
 
Annie sat on the floor looking nervously at the ant as it crawled around in circles over the window. It seemed to know they were in there, but couldn't figure out how to get in.

"Guys, I'm going to go find everyone else. Even if there are spiders, i think we're safer if we stick together." She said standing up. She couldn't see Charlie but she was sure he was either here or had left with Cam and Clary. "You should come too." She said walking over and grabbing both Colby's and Fox's hands. Even though she didn't know them very well, having someone next to her made facing the spider ever so slightly less terrifying.

Annie shrugged, and smiled. She was scared but didn't want to admit it. They kept getting separated, and the smaller groups were the ones getting hurt. Right now they were the small group.
"I uhh. Don't you feel like you're missing out staying here?" She asked cheerfully, and hopped down the stairs, avoiding the traps as she went.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Charlie asked her, having completely forgotten about the traps. Is everyone supposed to hop?

Fox gasped sharply as he was pulled away from the wall by the fairy girl. He stopped dead, forcing her to stop as well. "But Blair and Kyle said we had to stay here!"

She looked up at him releasing his hand.
"I'm sure it'll be fine. Besides we could see Take and Blair. Everyone's just around the corner."


Annie looked over her shoulder at him as she continued down. And pointed at the obvious slots in the wall where the knives were shot from. Now that is wasn't so dark in the stairwell they were plainly visible.

"Oh," Charlie muttered, internally slapping himself. He made sure to dodge the trigger buttons. But then decided it would be more interesting if he threw the knives he had collected from fake-Ellie into the triggers. More free knives.

"Are you sure?" Fox asked nervously, hesitant as he descended the stairs behind her. Sure enough, he could see many of the group members below. He narrowed his eyes at Kipp and Blair, looking at them oddly. "What happened to them?"

Annie flinced at the sound of the trap being set off, and peered back nervously. Sighing in relief when she saw Charlie was intentionally setting them off.
Colby hadn't figured out to let go of Annie's hand yet, and so he was pretty much being dragged down the stairs. But, letting his keen vision come in useful for once, he'd already pinpointed all of the trigger buttons and was beginning to lead whenever she hesitated. He didn't add anything to the vacillating conversation, focusing entirely on making a good example of not getting impaled.
 
Colby hadn't figured out to let go of Annie's hand yet, and so he was pretty much being dragged down the stairs. But, letting his keen vision come in useful for once, he'd already pinpointed all of the trigger buttons and was beginning to lead whenever she hesitated. He didn't add anything to the vacillating conversation, focusing entirely on making a good example of not getting impaled.
(A+ Colby! You might survive this yet!)
 
Take shrugged, then tossed the bottle over at Cam with little effort and care.
Cam caught the bottle clumsily and uncapped it, squirting the water in her mouth.
“Could you give me some water, Cam?” Kyle asked.
“What?” Cam asked, taking a moment to comprehend what the man had said. “Oh.” Cam said, the water into his face and drenching him thoroughly.
“I meant with the cap... never mind...” Kyle wiped the wet strands of hair away from his face and taking a deep breath.
Rylie leaned down to lick Kyle’s hair, styling it effortlessly.
Cam shrugged apologetically. “Sorry,” she said, stifling a giggle.
She squirted some water into the deep sport bottle cap, only filling it a third of the way full.
“Here,” she said, pinching it between two fingers and setting it gently into Kyle’s hands.
“Thanks,” Kyle muttered, slurping the water down and setting the cap on the ground.
 
Blair stared at her wrists, at the burns and the bandages, frowning. She didn't blame Take. She didn't want to blame Take. It had been the demon's fault, her fault for not controlling the wolf, for drawing the demon out. The demon had hurt her, not Take. But a small part of her brain nagged at her incessantly, a tiny little bit that did blame him for what happened.
Kyle and Cam's conversation dragged her out of her thoughts, and she sighed, standing up. Charlie, Fox, Annie and Colby were coming down the stairs, but she ignored them. She looked at Kipp, hovering beside Take like a nervous bird. She would have hovered behind him, out of sight so she didn't bother anyone, but she vaguely remembered him saying something about how he didn't like people standing behind him.
"What's wrong with him?"
A voice made Blair jump violently as Alanna appeared behind her, Kipp and Take, looking at them. Blair grit her teeth, annoyed that she couldn't hear or see Alanna approaching. "Why is he sleeping?"
Blair gave a frustrated snarl, glaring at the ghost, wishing she'd just vanish. "He's hurt, idiot. Go away."
 
Blair stared at her wrists, at the burns and the bandages, frowning. She didn't blame Take. She didn't want to blame Take. It had been the demon's fault, her fault for not controlling the wolf, for drawing the demon out. The demon had hurt her, not Take. But a small part of her brain nagged at her incessantly, a tiny little bit that did blame him for what happened.
Kyle and Cam's conversation dragged her out of her thoughts, and she sighed, standing up. Charlie, Fox, Annie and Colby were coming down the stairs, but she ignored them. She looked at Kipp, hovering beside Take like a nervous bird. She would have hovered behind him, out of sight so she didn't bother anyone, but she vaguely remembered him saying something about how he didn't like people standing behind him.
"What's wrong with him?"
A voice made Blair jump violently as Alanna appeared behind her, Kipp and Take, looking at them. Blair grit her teeth, annoyed that she couldn't hear or see Alanna approaching. "Why is he sleeping?"
Blair gave a frustrated snarl, glaring at the ghost, wishing she'd just vanish. "He's hurt, idiot. Go away."
“Well you’re technically dead so I think you have him beat,” Cam pointed out. She had begrudgingly come to accept the ghost’s rather annoying presence, due to her apparent inability to inflict harm.
 
Blair stared at her wrists, at the burns and the bandages, frowning. She didn't blame Take. She didn't want to blame Take. It had been the demon's fault, her fault for not controlling the wolf, for drawing the demon out. The demon had hurt her, not Take. But a small part of her brain nagged at her incessantly, a tiny little bit that did blame him for what happened.
Kyle and Cam's conversation dragged her out of her thoughts, and she sighed, standing up. Charlie, Fox, Annie and Colby were coming down the stairs, but she ignored them. She looked at Kipp, hovering beside Take like a nervous bird. She would have hovered behind him, out of sight so she didn't bother anyone, but she vaguely remembered him saying something about how he didn't like people standing behind him.
"What's wrong with him?"
A voice made Blair jump violently as Alanna appeared behind her, Kipp and Take, looking at them. Blair grit her teeth, annoyed that she couldn't hear or see Alanna approaching. "Why is he sleeping?"
Blair gave a frustrated snarl, glaring at the ghost, wishing she'd just vanish. "He's hurt, idiot. Go away."
Take noticed Alanna’s sudden appearance, he stood up and walked over to her. He kept his eyes locked on the ghost girl, not taking them off to glance at Blair.
“Hey I need to talk to you” he told her, his face straight yet serious. He started walking backwards into one of the halls, expecting her to follow.
 
Take noticed Alanna’s sudden appearance, he stood up and walked over to her. He kept his eyes locked on the ghost girl, not taking them off to glance at Blair.
“Hey I need to talk to you” he told her, his face straight yet serious. He started walking backwards into one of the halls, expecting her to follow.
Alanna narrowed her eyes, glancing at Blair for a moment, then at his retreating figure. "Fine," she sighed, rolling her eyes, and with a melodramatic flourish of her hands, she vanished from sight, appearing right before him in one of the halls. "What do you need?" Her tone wasn't sarcastic or annoyed, it was straight-forward and level, as she had caught the serious look in Take's eyes, and wondered what it was about.
 
Alanna narrowed her eyes, glancing at Blair for a moment, then at his retreating figure. "Fine," she sighed, rolling her eyes, and with a melodramatic flourish of her hands, she vanished from sight, appearing right before him in one of the halls. "What do you need?" Her tone wasn't sarcastic or annoyed, it was straight-forward and level, as she had caught the serious look in Take's eyes, and wondered what it was about.
Once they were a bit of ways from the group, but they were still visible from where they were, Take stopped.
“What are you going to do once we get home?” he asked her, leaning against one of the doors.
 

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