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

[Gren_Eckener]

(Wooooo! *clapclapclap*Yay for dates!)

Gren took a plate for himself and poured some butter and syrup over the pancakes. He'd been looking forward to this...but soon put his plate down as a warm kiss found its way to his lips first. Shrugging off his hunger, he nipped MacPere's bottom lip gently.  

[Angeles Valentine]

"Ah," she said waving at the two as if shooing them away, "when you're too interested in each other it gets you out of my hair," she chuckled and smiled then looked down at Rose and asked, "who was your old master?"  

[The Artist Rose]

Rose was taken aback by Mistress Angeles's question. She had no idea who he was. She could recognize him if they ever met, but she barely knew his name.

"Um, Master Johnny?" she said apologeticly.  

[Angeles Valentine]

"Johnny," replied Angeles and sighed, it was vague enough to be anyone on Gaia. She smiled and rested her head on her hand, "oh well, perhaps I'll find out later."  

[Gren_Eckener]

Releasing MacPere's lips, Gren nuzzed his nose against MacPere's, all the while wondering about this "master" business. Was she some kind of slave? Her socialization skills were lax, that was for sure.  

[MacPere]

MacPere hummed as they parted, twirling the tip of Gren's hair between his fingers for a moment. "Mm, tasty as always~ Now enjoy your pancakes~"  

[Gren_Eckener]

"Thank you for this meal..." He picked up his plate with a smile and took it to eat in the main room. "It looks delicious."

(And now, I go home to eat my supper!)  

[The Artist Rose]

"Sorry I couldn't tell you, Mistress Angeles." Rose watched everyone else eat with silver colored objects. She figured she was supposed to eat like that too, so she grabbed a fork and ate her pancakes clumsily.  

[Angeles Valentine]

Angeles watched with amusement as Rose ate. She was definitely not brought up well. She would need to find her 'master' and exchange a few unkind words with him.  

[MacPere]

MacPere nodded to everyone and felt pleased with himself. Perhaps he could cook...

(Goodbye guys, I may be on later~ <3)  

[The Artist Rose]

Rose finished her pancakes, thoroughly depressed that she had been so bad today. She couldn't do anything they wanted her to. So she put her dishes where the others had, and went back to lay down in front of the fire. She curled herself under the blanket and tried to sleep.

((Have a good night everyone.))  

[fenyxofshadows]

Fenyx woke up, smelling pancakes. He climbed down a stair well, looking for the creator of the smell, when he saw several people eating pancakes, one eating them very strangely.

"Good evening, all. Has anyone seen Kageko recently?"  

[Angeles Valentine]

Angeles watched Rose curl up in the corner and was about to go inform her once more about the rooms upstairs when the man from last night came down asking about Kageko. Angeles' hear twinged painfully and she put a hand on her chest. Perhaps it was too soon to forgive the girl...  

[fenyxofshadows]

Seeing everyone ignore him, he decided to wake everyone up with a spell, one that is not harmful in any way physically, but the effects can be startling.
He pulled out his card, saying "Adeat", summoning a glove, and making the card disappear for the time being. He then summoned a star-tipped wand in his gloved hand in the same manner.
"Since you are ignoring me, let's see how you feel about THIS!!! Suscitatio, lux lucis et vulgivagus umbrae, Calefaciens Exarmatio!"
A heat wave issued out from the summoned wand, causing everyone's clothing, pancakes, and forks to turn into black rose petals.
Fenyx summoned new clothing for himself, and said, "I will look on the Plains of Torment." With this, he left the inn.

((Yes, I know everyone was signed out, I'm just having fun. Don't worry. Exarmatio doesn't work on undergarments.))  

[Angeles Valentine]

((I have one thing to say to you about that, unfortunately it's in a foreign language and is not for the feint of heart))

Angeles felt a spell coming and she quickly whipped up her summoning tome. With a few simple words the black dragon arrived and spread it's wings wide, catching the spell and devouring it. It remained afloat in the center of the room before turning his head and saying, "Angeles, been a long while since you summoned me, and for such a trivial thing?"

"What was it?" she asked laying the tome on the table.

"A simple spell to remove everyone's clothing."

"I don't find that to be so trivial," Angeles murmured, "and I had no clue as to what it is, I'm not the magician, and I have strong words for the man who used the spell," she said glaring at the door he left out of, "when he returns I will remove his clothing and throw him into the lake."

"That will be amusing," said the black dragon.