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

[Gren_Eckener]

"No, I don't think that's being old-fashioned...really, you're keeping it in perspective. It's really amazing, once you think about it. Of all the unlikely things..." Gren smiled, took MacPere's hand, and they left the roof into the warm Inn.

(And I am off to bed. heart )  

[MacPere]

(Sleep tight dearest~ heart )  

[Angeles Valentine]

Angeles looked outside at the rising sun. She was aware that she had been absent from the inn for a few days, but whether or not that affected anyone was unknown to her. In any case, Angeles would not tell Zulma where she had been. But now she was really regretting having left. A piece of paper was pinned to the wall with an aspen stake through the center of it, as if it were a vampire waiting for a permanent death.

She had been called to a bounty; ten million gold. The name on the paper was all too familiar though, and Angeles knew that she was going to have a difficult time with it. She felt herself weaken as the sky lightened in the east until finally the rich golden light peaked over the horizon and flooded the world with its splendor. Now she was not much more than a human. Angeles watched the sun for a little while longer before turning around and falling forward, straight as a board.

She caught herself on her hands and imediately began to do pushups. it was something vampires normally didn't think of, as they preferred to wait for the night to give them strength, but Angeles would train her body as in its weakened state in order to become stronger while the sun was risen. Her white hair moved against her back, some falling off to the sides and over her shoulders, "twenty-seven, twenty-eight," she counted in a hushed voice. She wondered how Zulma would take having a hole the size of a clementine stabbed into her wall.  

[Gren_Eckener]

"Good morning, Angeles" called a soft tone from the top of the stairs. Gren peeked out, having recently awakened.  

[MacPere]

MacPere opened the inn's door with a shoulder, walking through with a large decorative box. He closed the door with a foot and proceeded forwar, to the bar, placing down the box and sighing.

Slowly, he untied the ribbon and lifted the lid, a small smile crossing his lips. Ah, it was perfect. He pulled a small note card from his coat pocket along with a fountain pen, scribbling onto its surface in calligraphic handwriting:

As celebration of another year on this earth, I have bought a cake for all to share. I do hope chocolate and strawberries are to your liking. Try to leave some for everyone else dears!

- E. MacPere

MacPere hummed happily, satisfied at his charity. "All in a day's work~" He cooed to himself, dragging a finger over the icing and bringing it up to his mouth, sucking the chocolate off.

"Now for some plates..." He walked around the bar, to the kitchen, in search for some plates.  

[Angeles Valentine]

"fifty-four, fifty-five," she paused and held herself still as she heard someone call her name. She looked up and then pushed herself up onto her feet and opened the door to her room, "I'm here Gren," she said looking down the hallway to where the musician was peeking out of his door. She looked at him for a moment with somber eyes before going back into the room and walking to the wall, sitting down with the toes of her boots against the wall. She then curled up with her knees upraised and began to do sit-ups.  

[Gren_Eckener]

Turning to the rustling noises, Gren walked into the kitchen area, and spied a sumptuous cake. It was beautiful, with strawberries. "...Wow..."  

[Ale Posselna]

" Of course not. She's very skilled, inteligent and righteous... we used to be friends, and you always trusted my judgement. I... just didn't know you liked her that way. She never forgave me for running away like that, did she? I'm kinda surprised you did." Ale told him "I'd like to meet the twins, Thanata told me they look a lot more like their mother than her, who takes more on her father's side. Maybe I'll stop by the High House later, if they let me in..." she stopped, as the dragon shook his head." Really? They're still mad about that? Talk about holding a grudge. But it can't be that bad, if they've accepted your children... unless it was Merina's doing." she laughed "You're right, I hardly believe they would accept mine just like that. Still, I wouldn't raise them here... " she glanced at Aris, sound asleep near them "Even with its imperfections, the outside world is beautiful, the options for your thread are almost endless..."

"You knew?" she asked, confused. "No wonder Thanata found me so easily... All this time you knew? Where I have been living? When the war began? How it ended? The aftermath? The..." she stopped there, blushing. It was very embarassing, to know that Hikari had also seen that. "I left nothing behind, precisely to avoid any of you tracking me. " she paused "I see it now, it was selfish and inconsiderate of me, and I must ask your forgiveness as well to the others. But it doesn't explain it. How could you have known?"  

[Valentine Valtieri]

Ultima came down the stairs. He was really tired and didn't notice much. He noticed things that he didn't before. He eyes flicked to the side. "That's new..." He said. His guitar was hanging on a wall. He hadn't played it in a while. He started to strum a few notes and stopped. "Well, I can still play well enough." A song was rolling around in his mouth, but he would save it for later.  

[MacPere]

Walking back out from the kitchen, MacPere hummed a joyous tune, placing a sizeable amount of dessert plates and forks by the cake box. "Ah, good day Gren~ I trust you managed some more sleep?"  

[Gren_Eckener]

"I did indeed, thank you. Happy birthday!" Gren read the note and smiled, placing it back on the table. "I think I'll wait on a slice; it's a little early."  

[MacPere]

"Aw, thank you~"

MacPere gave Gren a brief kiss as he passed, strolling to his coat and pulling a small box out of one pocket. "By the way, have you seen Angeles? I had a cake consisting of blood made especially. It is no fun to miss out, you know~"  

[Gren_Eckener]

Gren returned a peck on the cheek, smiling. "Doing something in her room, last I saw...and she didn't look too happy. Think she's okay?"  

[MacPere]

"It's hard to tell. Perhaps a little confection would help her mood?" MacPere strolled to the stairs and stepped up them with a spring, humming the same tune he had previously.  

[Angeles Valentine]

Angeles decided that fifty-five was a good number to stop at and when the number was reached with her sit-ups she stood up and went to the doorway. She reached up and curled the tips of her fingers on the frame and began to lifted herself up from the ground. Pull ups were difficult with the small amount of space to grip with her fingers. She only did ten before she let go and looked at the tips of her fingers. She scraped the paint out from beneath them and walked back into her room.

She got ready, dressing in her coat and put her hat on her head. She arranged her hunter kit around her belt and finally walked over to the paper. She pulled the stake out and slipped it through the loop on her hat, taking the paper and shoving it in her pocket. She then walked down the stairs and looked up at Gren and MacPere, who was coming up the stairs, from underneath the brim of her hat.

Her eyes glanced around and she saw the birthday cake and then looked back at the two men, "who's birthday is it?"