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

[Angeles Valentine]

Angeles smiled, "alright," she said simply, "and you're welcome. Now, maybe a little about yourself? I'm afraid I don't have the writing talent you do, but I'll listen, and try to remember what you tell me."  

[Astra_Senpai]

Kiran smiled modestly, "I-I'm n-n-not v-very int-t-terest-ting. I am a w-wr-writ-ter and I am h-h-here t-t-to r-r-rest my n-n-nerv-ves."  

[Angeles Valentine]

"So you're good with words and anxious. Is writing such a stressful job?" Angeles lifted her hand to her hair, the moth crawling onto her fingers and she let it sit on the edge of the teacup, where she began to drink.  

[Astra_Senpai]

He shook his head slowly, he did not wish to discuss Evelyn. His heart fluttered at even that, his thumb passed over his pocket watch and he looked to the moth, "As w-w-with any j-j-job th-there are st-stresses. Aft-t-ter I..." His chest began to tighten- today was not a good day for this, "I s-s-s-uf-fered a l-l-loss and I n-n-need-d-ded a b-b-break."  

[Angeles Valentine]

"I see," said Angeles with a single nod, "well, this place is excellent for taking a break," she smiled, "you just be sure to rest well."

((off till tomorrow))  

[Astra_Senpai]

Kiran gave a small grateful smile and inclined his head slightly. He was heading for a rough attack and it was without a doubt going to hurt. He wheezed and gave her a small bow, "I sh-should g-g-go r-r-rec-cord th-these w-w-ith s-s-serv-veral oth-ther p-p-pap-pers. H-have a p-p-pl-pleas-sant d-d-day, M-Miss V-V-Valent-t-tine." He would gather his possessions, taking the remaining tea with him and heading up the stairs. His wheezing growing even louder and barking cough appearing as he entered his room. Locking the door behind him- not a peep would be heard from there.

Have a good evening!

 

[Azana Brown]

The following morning, a ginger-haired, middle-age woman wandered into the Inn, garbed in the trappings of a person of the cloth. Her hair was slightly disheveled, dark circles making her eyes appear sunken and dead. The main room was empty for the time being...she had hoped to see someone she recognized, but no luck.

Part of her was tempted to sleep...but what if that horrifying vision followed her to the only safe place she knew?  

[Astra_Senpai]

Honey bounded down the stairs, humming- ah her spirits were high! After such a good run, hot shower and donned in new clothes nothing could get her down. Headphones playing a song from Swan Lake. Honey hopped from stair to stair, pausing halfway down and throwing her arms out wide, "Good Mornin'!" Reaching the bottom stair, Honey's smile grew wide, "I'm making eggy in a bas'et. Wan' some?"  

[Azana Brown]

"Mm...? Oh, sure," she said absently, watching Honey's exuberance with a tinge of jealousy...what she'd give to feel energetic and rested. She sat on one of the couches, finding it quite comfortable. Still, she was afraid to sleep.  

[Astra_Senpai]

Honey was in and out of the kitchen with no time at all. She burst out of the kitchen singing along with her headphones 'Love Song'... but it ended halfway to the couch, Toting two plates, one balanced on her head and the other in hand, heaping with several slices of eggy. A massive glass of orange juice in her other hand, Honey served up the juice and meal she carried to the ginger haired woman, "I fo'go' ta' ask wha'cha wan'ed ta' drin' so I brough' ya' oran'e juice. Tha' okay o woul' ya' li'e some'hin else?" Honey would wait with her own plate still balanced on her noggin.  

[Azana Brown]

"Orange juice is fine," she answered, gingerly setting the glass on the end table before taking the plate from her. Maybe breakfast would help wake her up...or put her to sleep. Honestly, she would have been fine either way.  

[Astra_Senpai]

Honey would set her own plate down with a clatter, run and retieve a glass of milk for herself before coming back and flopping onto a chair. "I 'ope ya' li'e it. I en't cooked fo' anyone in yea's. Oh! I'm 'Oney Peregrine- wha' shoul' call ya, Lo'e?" Honey was already half way into a slice, her big blues looking up to the woman.  

[Azana Brown]

"Well, thank you," she bowed her head, mouthing a short prayer before taking a bite. "My name is Marilyn...forgive my lack of conversation, but I'm quite tired. Perhaps breakfast will help." She gave a halfhearted smile, honestly grateful but too preoccupied to give her full attention.  

[Astra_Senpai]

Honey wrinkled her nose and nodded. Eating in silence... well not complete silence as her headphones were cycling mostly chorus music. "T'is a grea' place ta' ca'ch a brea' thas for sure. If I'd've known ya' were tire' I'd've whipp'd an egg in a ya' juice. Is grea' fo' get'in goin'." Honey would sit sideways in the chair and sigh, "I's ni'e ta' mee'cha' t'ough- I'm still learnin' a lo' a faces 'ere."  

[Azana Brown]

"Ah, so you're new," she said gently between bites, sipping her juice. "You could not have found a more welcoming family. Diverse, but overall welcoming."