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

[Valentine Valtieri]

Ultima went outside and began stabbing a nearby tree. He thrusted his sword deep into it's core. He knew physical activity was bad, but it would make the acholhal run it's course faster. He umped on top of the swords hilt and lanuched himself higher into the tree. Hee started climbing until he could see the moon easily.  

[KelticStar]

Star saw Shade stabing a tree.Zulma won't be to happy 'bout that... she thought.Wanting to clear her mind Star got her sketch pad and began to doodle.

((I g2g,brb in an hour or so ))  

[The White Lily]

((Okay i have to fix my profile... i agree though i can burn some things with fire.))

Zefi stuck herself up in a tree branch and waited. She hummed a unrecognizable tone that unless you were a Sethin chances were you had never heard it. She waited for a while hoping she would come. It was Mixi's choice to serve the client and she was very busy...  

[Angeles Valentine]

Angeles sighed as the man went outside to cut a tree to peices and the other girl began to doodle. She kept her hat on and rubbed her shoulder, then alternatively rubbed her arm, watching the sun slowly sink and a feeling of relief threatened to overwhelm her. She wouldn't allow it however, as the night only meant that she would once again go to the castle to try once more to kill the nefarious Crimson. hopefully the gift of the demons was doing it's job in weakening the defenses around the castle. Hopefully it would be easier. Hopefully tonight would be the last night she had to fight. Then she could rest an wait for the next bounty.  

[The White Lily]

Zefi had been waiting up in the tree with her box... she wondered how long until 10pm... did they have clocks in the Inn? She hadn't seen any. She was tired and coughing, still if she was able to find Mixi she could practice everyday if she wanted too. She could have something to do beside draw or wait for Jeff...  

[KelticStar]

Star stoped drawing.She just finished a black and white picture.She didn't know what to make of it though.It was a torn and trampled rosein a puddle of blood.She didn't know why she would draw it.It was easy to say it wasn't pleasant;was this how some artist dew?Star sighed and got herself some coke.  

[The White Lily]

A whisper was heard..."Little one why are you here?" Zefi's reply was small and weak sounding. "I want to train. I need to train... with you." Zefi's voice faltered. "I understand and I accept this. I will train you again until the time is for you to go. First you must explain to me... why are you away from your castle?" Zefi's reply could not be heard very well but it sounded something like this... "Dresses, Sister... stand... nasty food, can't... much longer." But Mixi could understand full well and nodded. She held her hand out and Zefi grabbed it. She knew what would happen next but still thought she let out a small cry as she was knocked unconscious.

((light purple is Mixi dark purple is me.I have to go off.-thinking of you always~Zefi~))  

[Gren_Eckener]

"Hmph," said gren, was he watched the children drink. No tolerance at all, and drinking only to get drunk? Such a waste of good alcohol. He was halfway tempted to show them how to do it right, just to avoid having to see them muck it up again.  

[MacPere]

MacPere strolled into the particularly quiet complex with a pout, gaze flitting between Angeles and Gren. "Still no appearance of Zulma~?"  

[Gren_Eckener]

"None...it's strange, isn't it? Usually it's buzzing in here... Still, I'm glad you liked the song."

(It was fine. Ethics class is mostly open debate. Yay for college!)  

[MacPere]

"Oh, of course I loved the song~! It was from you~" MacPere winked and took a seat at his usual table, propping his feet up on a stray chair. He shakes his head and reverts to a more serious expression, mulling things over.

"Something is seriously going on here though."  

[Gren_Eckener]

Gren smiled and poured some tea for himself and his companion, and sat across from him, setting the saucer and tea (white peach) in front of MacPere. "I suppose one of us could call upon her..."  

[MacPere]

"Indeed... Thank you~" MacPere took the tea by its handle and sipped tentatively, humming at its flavour. "M-My, this is... this is outstanding~! What is in this?" He took another sip. And another. And another.  

[Gren_Eckener]

"It's white tea with peach. Light, subtle, but still holds its own." He sipped at his own cup and smiled. "I'm glad that you like it. It's one of my favorites, actually, though I do like a good coffee too."  

[MacPere]

MacPere grimaced slightly and placed his teacup down. "No... Coffee doesn't do it for me anymore. Reminds of those 48 hour working shifts at the office when she--" He looked off to the side and cleared his throat. "Yes. But I can only think of the pitch black and sheer bitterness."