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

[Zulma san]

Zulma came in the deserted main room. She looked out the window. The landscape was beautiful. The snow was still covering the surrounding but it was glowing under the pale light of the morning sun. Every three, every plant was shining with snow, ice or melted water and the sun was reflecting in it.

"Beautiful..." she whispered.

Then she arranged for a nice and warm fire to welcome the guests and prepared breakfast and hot tea and chocolate. She decided that waffles would be delicious to have and therefore prepared the batter.

((Angeles I am so sorry *hugs*))  

[Valentine Valtieri]

Erik came back into the main room after his late night accident. "Ugh, terrible..." He muttered to himself. He decided just to take the tea. He leaned on a nearby wall and closed his eyes. He was deep in thought. When he finished, he smelled the deliciousness of waffles. He was wearing his shadow hood, so his face was covered in a shroud of darkness.

He went up behind Zulma, wondering if she'd notice him with his hood down. "Ah, something smells good!" He said with excitement. Using his own voice didn't add to the charade. He wondered how he looked to others. He never knew the hood completly concealed his face.


(I've had a dog die before, it was choked under a fence, i tried not to think about it, but we got a dog that looked exactly like the first crying )  

[Angeles Valentine]

((It's alright, He had a thyroid disorder and was in a lot of pain for a long time. Now he's not in pain anymore.))

I don't want to hurt you.

Angeles' eyes opened with a small gasp and her head snapped up from the pillow. Her wide green eyes scanned the room to look for Lucifer, as it had been his voice that had spoken. There was no one there. Her rapid breathing turned into a sigh as her head bowed, feeling foolish, and she saw that her locket had opened.

She reached up and curled her fingers around it, snapping it shut before she got out of the bed and ran her fingers through her hair to flatten it out. She then walked down the stairs. She smelled waffles and smiled, then saw Erik and frowned. She found best to ignore him and walked over to Zulma.

"You appear to have not found it," she said, reaching under the cupboards and pulling out the bag of gold with the human's name on it, "this is for you."  

[Valentine Valtieri]

Erik shook his head. "Another one? I wonder what I should spend it on." He pondered for a moment. "Then again, it's impure money, I killed someone, and this is my reward." He looked at Angeles. "Any ideas?" He asked in mock politeness. "And thanks for finding my dead drop." He said, truly polite  

[Angeles Valentine]

Anegles turned to look at Erik as he spoke, her pupils slitting and her eyes narrowing in slight annoyance, "there is a difference, human, between hunters and assassins, though we do about the same thing. What you do with your money is is of no concern to me, what I do with mine is of no concern to you, and what Zulma does with hers is of no concern to either of us. And I beg your pardon but I have no clue what you mean by 'dead drop' and I assure I have found nothing belonging to you."  

[Valentine Valtieri]

Erik's hood was on so he doubted she could see his expression. "Ah yes, i forgot, my money comes in with a body bag." He said nearly spitting out the word. "And i assure you, being a vampire will not protect you from an assassin, you could be anything, but that won't save you." He said in a tone so low, he couldn't be heard by normal ears. He knew she could hear him. "You misunderstand so much, but experiance comes with age I guess." He said still talking lowly. He grinned, if she could see through the darkness it produced she would see it. A bloody pouch came threw the door. "That's for me." He said.  

[Angeles Valentine]

Angeles' smirked what could be mistaken for seductively but was not in any sense, "being a vampire has kept me safe so far," she said in a low hissing yet purring voice, "true, while the sun is risen you might have the advantage, but there is something that I still have when the sun robs me of my power. Something that even Dracula himself had to save himself in his most dire of hours, though he tended not to use it when he needed it most."

She would not say what that was, "I am five hundred years old assassin, if you want to talk about experience, go right ahead, I have been killing my own kind centuries before you were even conceived. I think I outrank you as far as experience goes."

She whistled slightly an a bark and a growling yawn answered and December and Durga looked through the window to see what Angeles wanted, "watch yourself assassin," she said, the scent of blood tantalizing her nose, "if you disturb the peace of this sanctuary, I will make you into kibble for my pets."  

[Valentine Valtieri]

Erik laughed, counting how much money was in the pouch. "You know, i became an assassin, not for the thrill of the kill, but for what i can kill." He said. "Vampire, werewolf, even a half-dragon or two, i've never died." He waved his arm in an off-hand kind of way. "We are alike, yet different in so many ways, yin and yang if you will." He said tying the pouch back up. "Your pets might actally kill me if they can get a hand on me, but remember a few things things." He paused. "your only safe, unless your name comes to me in a black or red peice of paper." "Second, you seem to disturb the peace more than me, being an assassin has calmed me and made me stronger." He sneered, taking off his hood, anger playing across his face. "And finally, if you ever threaten my brother, i will make you suffer, even if i don't have to kill you, you will pay for it." He smiled again.  

[Angeles Valentine]

Angeles snarled slightly and bore her fangs, "the greatest threat I have ever given your brother is to throw him out of the inn, I will make good on that threat for the both of you if you disturb the peace. I disturb peace simply because of what I am, same as you. I know that you're heart is a fickle thing and you owe more to your chosen profession than to your connections to the people you've met. I wouldn't be surprised if you killed you're own brother if his name appeared on one of your sheets."

Angeles grabbed a weapon and made her way to the door, seeing that this was escalating into a fight, "the only way my name may appear on your list is if another vampire hires you, I wouldn't doubt if it was my own family, so threaten me all you like, you cannot win against me, because I will not lose, I have too much to live for now," her eyes glanced over at Zulma before she turned and opened the door and stalked out.

"Come wretch," she hissed, "if you think you can defeat me. I promise not to kill you, though I can guarantee nothing against severely maiming you."

Durga and December, sensing Angeles' anger both came around the corner of the inn and growled.  

[Valentine Valtieri]

(where to, and just to be clear, you hate my characters not me right)  

[Angeles Valentine]

((the plains are best suited for fighting. And correct. I dislike your character very much, but I'm alright with you. Also, I'm finding nothing about Erik in your character profile, please either include him as a character in the same post you have for Ultima, or make an entirely new post for him. I will eventually be asking this of all the people who have more than one character.))  

[King Koolest Person]

Legend woke up.He dressed and walked downstairs.
"Everythings...normal?"he said.He walked towards the bar and sat on a stool.
"Hmm...its so peaceful."he muttered.He started playing his sax very lightly.Soulful.
(Edited.)  

[Angeles Valentine]

((King, we have a tree, MacPere, Gren, Rose, and Angeles put it up four-ish days ago.))  

[Valentine Valtieri]

(done, take a look, and i'll allow you the first post)  

[King Koolest Person]

Legend finished his song and kept playing another one.