[RP] The Inn of Peace - IoP (Open to all)

[The White Lily]

Zefi woke with a start realizing she had forgotten to wait for Jeff... She brushed her drawing of her bed onto the floor and stood up. She had slept in her old clothes and felt still tired. Zefi decided it was time for a shower and with that she headed downstairs to find the bathroom.  

[alexlesage123]

This is crazy she thought as she enter the inn once more
She kept on appearing in the same mountains  

[Angeles Valentine]

Angeles walked into the Inn and stopped almost immediately. The scent of humans was almost overwhelming. She almost staggered but was able to remain tall and straight as she walked over to the counter and fished the bottle of blood from behind it. She emptied it quickly, feeling much better but regretting getting rid of Zulma's bottle so quickly.

She sighed and walked back to her table in the darkened corner with only two chairs. One was hers, the other was for anyone who wished to join her. That was always a rare occurrence, though Zulma often joined her when she could. everyone else seemed to often be unaware of her pressence. It was odd to her, in that she was a rather dangerous thing to be unaware of, like a venomous serpent in the grass.  

[Gren_Eckener]

Gren descended from his room, wondering what is was he'd offered MacPere and why he'd forgotten. Spying the lady vampire, he decided that it would be nice to touch base with her again. She was very interesting, and anyone who could spot his problems so easily clearly was a person worth knowing, or at least being in the good graces of.

He sidled up to her table and gave her a friendly sideways look. "Mind if I join you?"  

[Angeles Valentine]

"Go ahead," Angeles said looking up at the musician. She then looked down again with something of a knowing smile before leaning her elbow on the table and resting her chin in her hand. She tapped her fingers against her knee, the sharp nails threatening to cut the cloth but doing no damage.

Company was a rare occurrence indeed, "how can I help you this morning Gren?"  

[Gren_Eckener]

Sitting across from her, he thought for a moment. "Not sure. I usually don't have an ulterior motive in conversations this early in the day. How are you?  

[Angeles Valentine]

"I'm well enough but I'll spare you the more greusome details," Angeles slipped her hand into her pocket and took out one of the blood candies Zulma had given her and set it on her tongue to melt. She then slid the wrapper into her pocket and moved the candy to the inside of her cheek in order to speak again and asked, "and you? How are you after your most secretiveness the other night?"  

[Gren_Eckener]

"I'm good, I'm good. No offense, but those are secrets and will remain as such. After all, I wouldn't be very interesting without them, would I?" He looked curiously at the candy. It looked very tasty, possibly raspberry flavor?  

[Angeles Valentine]

Angeles smiled and shook her head. She already knew a part of his secret, but she would keep that to herself; he didn't need to know that she knew, and she wouldn't tell anyone else. She then caught him taking an interest into the candy and she smiled and shook her head, "you wouldn't want any of this," she said moving the candy to the other cheek, "it wouldn't be to your taste. But I'm fine with you keeping you secrets, I've exerted my power over a friend once to many already, I'll be fine for a few years. But you're interesting enough with or without them. After all, you're a musician."  

[Gren_Eckener]

Grinning, Gren replied, "Well, I'll take your word for it, as far as tastes are concerned. However, I've gotta ask: how does being a musician make me interesting? I mean, I'm just a guy with simple tastes and needs."  

[Valentine Valtieri]

Ultima came down the stairs listening to music. He decided to take the riff into his own hands, owning a guitar. He was tuning while signing along.


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[Angeles Valentine]

"Not many can make such beautiful music as you do. I personally only know three musicians, you and McPere being two of them. And you are good musicians at that. There are few who can play music correctly," Angeles smiled then leaned back in her chair, reaching up and taking off her hat to set it on the table, the black moth fluttering away from it to land in her hair, fanning its wings a couple more times before going still.  

[MacPere]

MacPere pushed open the inn's door, wincing at the rushing wind as he closed it again. Oh, this coat was handy indeed... Though it would be even more so if he had decided to fasten it.

"Good day all~" He spoke absently, removing his coat and crouching behind the bar, rummaging through the various drinks.  

[Gren_Eckener]

"oh...well, thank you." He crookedly grinned and blushed slightly. He'd have to learn how to take a compliment one of these days."Nice moth...it's yours, huh? Is it trained, or does it follow you on its own?"

Gren waved to MacPere, feeling somewhat guilty about the previous night and his hasty retreat. Soon he'd have to head off again for a bit, too.  

[Angeles Valentine]

Angeles nodded and traced circles on the table before looking up at Gren and taking not that McPere was now present, "it follows me on its own, it's not a normal moth," she said reaching up and touching it though it didn't move, "'the children of the night' all seem to wish to flock towards me while everything else flees. Moths, wolves, bats, rats, and owls all seem to take an unusual shine to my presence," Angeles rested her hand on the table, "in fact I own all but an owl an rat. This moth is named Indara, my wolf December waits outside least his size cause an uproar, and my bat Xander, is asleep in my pocket," she reached into her pocket as she said this and then withdrew it, gently laying the curled up vampire bat on the table, "his name is short for Alexander."