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

[Gren_Eckener]

Having made his way up the stairs, Gren wandered to the kitchen, which was beginning to smell quite good.

(I've got to go. My stalker showed up in the cafe and I need to print a paper. Explain later!)  

[The Artist Rose]

Rose looked at the round pancake in the pan. Macpere said she could flip it, so she would. She reached into the pan, gingerly grabbed on pancake, and flipped it as fast as she could. The gooey side of the pancake splattered as it hit the pan. Rose examined her now gooey and slightly burnt fingers.

"That wasn't very much fun"  

[Zulma san]

Zulma noticed a young girl which she had not seen before having quite unique ways of flipping a pancake.

"Hello there. This is a new face." she said with a smile as she stepped in the kitchen. The only elegant thing about Zulma was that she had put one of the daffodils offered by MacPere in her attached hair.

((Take care and be safe Gren.))  

[MacPere]

"... A-Ah! Sweetheart!" MacPere took the girl's hand and rushed her to the sink, running them under the cold tap. He sighed and hugged her, still keeping her hands under, completely baffled by the action.

"Sweetie..." He said gently, looking down to her eyes. "... Why did you grab the pancake with your hands?"

(Goodbye~ <3)  

[The Artist Rose]

"Sorry I did it wrong. I'm not very good at being a wild human." Rose said depressed that she failed. She looked at the floor.  

[Zulma san]

Zulma looked with caring eyes at the child.

"Do not be sorry..." she said gently. "You know that's exactly what I did the first time I tried to flip a pancake." she chuckled. "Except that mind ended up on the floor." the memory brought a childish smile on her lips.

"So MacPere." she said with a smile "You are the cook of the day?" she joked.  

[MacPere]

"Z-Zulma! You're up! And cook of the day? No... Pancakes are the only thing I really can cook~"

MacPere washed the batter from Rose's hands and brought her back to the pan, holding her hands as a means of stopping her from grabbing the pancake again. "If your hands aren't in too much pain, we could try again, dear."  

[Gren_Eckener]

(Back on, for a few minutes. I'm fine. He's not really a stalker, so much as a creeper...still, ugh.)

Standing in the doorway, he couldn't help but smile and chuckle. It was pretty endearing, but he wondered what she meant by "wild human".  

[Zulma san]

"I am up and starving!" said Zulma witha smile.

Turning to the girl, she added. "So hungry that I could eat a little girl." she made carnivorous wide eyes, which did not fit at all in her tiny face and burst laughing.

"Those pancakes look delicious."  

[Angeles Valentine]

Angeles took her chance and hurled the tomato at Gren's head, instantly ducking under her table and chuckling to herself.  

[Gren_Eckener]

With a *thwuck*, it splattered against the back of his head. Gren's smiling face fell at once.

Turning, annoyed, he looked back toward Angele's now-empty table. "Really? So tying me up and putting me in MacPere's room wasn't enough?" Shaking his head, he grabbed a paper towel and began trying to get the messy fruit from his hair. "I thought that game was over..."  

[The Artist Rose]

Rose grinned nervously at Zulma as she laughed. Then she turned her attention back to Macpere.

"How am I supposed to do it? The pan is too hot for me to put my hands in."  

[Angeles Valentine]

Angeles reappeared and stepped away from the table walking over to Gren, "MacPere never arrived, so you were never punished, now we're even," she smirked and walked past him, "the game is never over, i could have gone with my original plan and thrown you in the lake."  

[Zulma san]

Zulma let MacPere take care and the child and turned her attention to Gren who just received a tomato in the head.

She gave him a clean towel. "Here."

Her eyes could not help but laugh.

"What is that about? Who is throwing tomato at you? Did you play music poorly last night or something?" she asked surprised and amused.

When Angles appeared, Zulma was even more surprised. The vampire Countess? Throwing tomatoes?!

"I missed a lot." said Zulma scratching the back on her head. She did not comment on the swimming in the lake part...  

[Gren_Eckener]

His eyes narrowed. Taking another towel and dampening it, he began removing more of the fruit, vowing that his hair would get washed within an inch of its life.

"Last night, she tossed a tomato at me, and I tossed it back. It hit her in the head, so she picked me up and tied me up with a silk scarf, dropping me off in MacPere's room." He continued rubbing his hair.

(And now I take my leave, for ethics class is nigh. I shall return at my usual time in the evening.)