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

[Gareus Fletcher]

"Mm, and neither do I, as you know."

He finished his panini, gulping and looking thoughtful.

"...It felt different though."

Gareus did his best to think about an image of this guy in his head, trying to solidify facts.

"Everyone's your type, huh... How'd you just settle on this guy then?"  

[Gren_Eckener]

"How? Were you wearing pants?" he asked curiously, not at all joking.

"Well...we've spent a fair amount of time hanging out lately, and he's really quite charming." he said, thinking. "And he's so cute, he's like the best of all genders."  

[Gareus Fletcher]

"Well, yes, but... It wasn't that."

He stared across a few feet in front of him.

"I made sure not to touch her this time... While I slep."

Gareus hummed, smirking.

"The best of both worlds, huh? Sure sounds like the guy for you?"  

[Gren_Eckener]

That was much more baffling. Mal tilted his head, brow wrinkling. "What's the point of sharing a bed if you don't cuddle?"

Adam nodded, cheery. "I thought so! But, that's enough of my prattling. What've you been up to?"  

[Astra_Senpai]

Senpai stirred from in front of the Peru fire. The seed untouched, a small sadness tugged at the lonely heart. Slowly rising from the seat, Senpai would nod to those in the bar and head up the stairs. A failure at keeping even a gosling safe- perhaps more sleep was necessary.
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Having had a good experience here and there so far, the writer would pass the man with the large scarf in the hall- neither made eye contact, both gave one another a deal of space. The writer would descend the stairs, pause and look around. That man had horns and a tail? He had seen many modifications in the city, but- there was something different. Kiran could not put his finger on it and it made him nervous. He would silently take a seat at the bar, his ears twitching as he listened to those around him, the small golden chain wiggling this way and that, listening to the voices to commit them to memory. The people of the inn were great source material- though he had not written a word.  

[Gren_Eckener]

Mal glanced up, sniffing the air slightly. Someone new. He glanced over to Kiran, curious. He seemed to be...shortbread, perhaps a sugar cookie. He smiled and waved.  

[Astra_Senpai]

Paling a bit, the sound of someone sniffing the air caused him to turn his head, the writer would give a tiny wave as he realized the man with the horns was looking to him. The shy man made no move to get up from his seat, only turn enough in his chair to make the appropriate language for open communication or not. The man with the horns and tail seemed nice enough at first glance. Head bowed slightly, blue eyes shielded behind golden rimmed lenses, Kiran's ears would twitch registering a quicker pulse...at the tempo it seemed normal, compared to his own which was racing from the attention.  

[Gren_Eckener]

"Hello!" cheered Malachai, waving with a huge smile. Cookie people were nice and meek. "Who're you?"  

[Astra_Senpai]

Head still bowed, he would stand almost as a child would for role call, his voice soft and polite, a slight bow to his posture, "I am K-Kiran D-D-D-Deg-g-g-...Degas. A p-p-p-p..p-p-p...pleasure t-t-t-to m-meet y-you, M-M-Mr-?"  

[Gren_Eckener]

"Malachai." he offered. "Kiran Degas? That's a nice name. You're a nice person, aren't you? I can tell!"  

[Astra_Senpai]

He blushed from nose to eartip, slowly taking his seat once again. "I t-t-t-try. Y-y-you are a r-r-r-...t-t-t-t-... p-p-p-p...." Kiran would pause and sigh- even to him his stutter was frustrating, at the moment he trembled slightly from embarassment from the sound of itself, "Do y-you l-l-live h-here t-too?"  

[Gren_Eckener]

Mal waited patiently through the stutter. He'd heard those were unfortunate, but he like the stuttering pig in a jacket cartoon, so he'd surely like this person too. "Yes! I have my own room, all for me! Do you?"  

[Astra_Senpai]

A shy smile, "I d-d-do a-at t-the end of the h-hall. I am w-waiting on a w-w-writing d-d-desk, a f-few b-b-b..books and s-some p-p-personal a-a-affects f-f-from the c-c-city."  

[Gren_Eckener]

"Why? Are you a, a writer? A bookish type?" asked Mal, sitting up proudly. " 'Cause I'm learning how to read!"

"Relearning, anyway...he's new to some aspects of human life, Mr. Degas" smiled Adam kindly.  

[Astra_Senpai]

He sat up a little straighter, a small amount of pride but nothing noteable, "Y-yes, M-M-M-Malac-c-c-c...M-Malac-chai. I've w-w-w-written a f-few b-books. I-I am g-g-g-g-... h-hap-p-p..happy y-you are l-learning t-to r-r-read."
If he hadn't looked before he had sat, Adam's sudden voicing would have made him jump out of his skin. Kiran's ears drooped a small amount, the pride gone and his skin paled a bit, "N-n-new? Th-th-those are n-n-not b-b-body m-m-m-m-...modif-fications?"