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

[Astra_Senpai]

She jumped, sitting back in her chair, pulling out her canary colored mobile and typing something quickly. Blond brows furrowed a moment, breaking her sunshine- but as the phone closed it returned. "'Ou me'n J.I.M.? 'E's alrigh' tha' ligh's a lit'le brigh' t'ough wit' the p'oto."

Kyou stirred, long arm flexing. What was that squawking sound? Sitting up in the rafters, salt and pepper hair pooling down to mid chest, Kyou blinked away the bits of sleep. What a pleasant night. Looking down, ah- busy morning. Kyou stretched and yawned.  

[Azana Brown]

"It's kind of the point of a flashbulb," Tyler chuckled, idly tinkering with the components of his transporter. "Still...JIM, come here."

The bot turned a corner, whirring across the floor before stopping next to Tyler. His display read.

"Thank you," he nodded. "Please refrain from registering new users until your next maintenance. Your flashbulb may be defective."

JIM whirred around the table, sweeping up cracker crumbs.  

[Astra_Senpai]

Honey marveled- "Tha's so-," but her mobile began to sing about sunshine. She flipped open her phone, "'Ello, Spar'ow, wha's on ya 'eart?" Honey's eyebrows went up and she held the phone away from her head as a piercing scream blared and there was clearly an argument going on betwixt a small shrill voice and a deep booming one. Honey sighed, getting up, "Par'on' me a momen'." Honey went outside to have her convesation, producing a cigarette from a small white case in her back pocket and lighting it before the door closed.

Kyou shifted to another rafter and watched the man who talked to the little cleaning demon. What interesting trinkets he had! Kyou marveled quietly, he even spoke to it. Kyou was a bit afraid of it, not staying still when it requested and always keeping away from it. It startled mushi and woke Kyou up at odd hours.  

[Azana Brown]

Tyler glanced up to the phone at the scream, giving a nod of understanding as she stood to leave. Fixing this was important to him, whether or not there was conversation to match.

JIM continued to vacuum, dodging Violet's legs as he went under her table.

Azana came downstairs, offering a wave to both of them as she went for some form of breakfast or lunch.  

[Astra_Senpai]

Kyou would wave to Azana. Very soon Kyou was on the floor, crouched on a chair and watching Tyler work. It was easy to be quiet, Kyou had excelled at it for years and being in the chair kept Kyou from being in the little demons way.

Tamriel's ears went back, curling her tail as if it were a stole around her shoulders. She had no real camouflage but she had a good enough reason to be wary.  

[Azana Brown]

Tyler could feel the eyes on him, though since she was quiet, it wasn't particularly distracting. Besides, the toolkit from Orrin turned out to be even better every time he used it. For the time being, he was entirely absorbed in fixing the physical aspects of the transporter. If he was lucky, he could have it fixed and recalibrated within a week.

Azana sat down with a bowl of cereal, no issue with Tamriel, however she looked.

Violet began to doodle idly for lack of anything better to do.  

[Astra_Senpai]

Kyou remained perched, the chair mysteriously moving closer and closer to get a better look. He looked very focused on the item, it must be important. Truth was Kyou had squirreled away a few mechanical things in the blind corner of the rafters, no one went up there so it was safe for now. But Kyou had not a clue what they did. The insides of the glass lights were fun to chew on though.

Tamriel smiled shyly, she'd kept her head turned as she had with Violet to hide her burned cheek, tall ears flicking towards Azana, "You look well today."  

[Azana Brown]

"Glad you think so," Azana gave a bit of a grin, taking another spoonful of cereal. "That party was a good outlet...but I'm not entirely well yet. There's a lot to think about."

Violet seemed entirely focused on her drawing, very similar to Tyler's current tunnel vision, but with a flying pencil, instead.

"...can I help you?" Tyler asked, the distance notably decreasing between them.  

[Astra_Senpai]

"Forgive me. I cannot help myself. You are working on a modern marvel. If I am a hindrance you I will return to the rafters ," Kyou answered, shifting slightly.

"I've found writing things down helps me organize my thoughts," she offered.

Kiran hummed, coming down the stairs and looking about. Ah it was good to wake to such a symphony. He lay his sketches and notes on the bar as he retrieved his tea. Five days without sleep and he'd gotten so much done.  

[Azana Brown]

"Not at all," Tyler answered, eyes still focused on the device. "You just seem very interested...if you have any questions, feel free to ask. I built this from the ground up, so no one knows more about it."

"Writing does help, but..." She chuckled, shaking her head. "I grew up with something akin to an older sister. Writing things down is dangerous if someone reads your diary, you know...?"  

[Astra_Senpai]

"I do... I was raised with another," she smiled softly, "I've been in the habit of burning the notes but proves only so useful goddess knows if you've forgotten something and need them." A small touch of pink crossed her nose, ears flicking back, "Can you not confide in your mate?"

Kyou seemed delighted, pulling hair back into the tall ponytail- revealing jokeresque grin and obsidian half. Waving a large hand to gesture at the tools and what he was working on, "Forgive me I'm still learning what most of these things are. Modern marvels such as the ice box and the heat box are baffling. What is it you are working on? I have not seen anything like it around the inn. How is it you can command the small cleaning demon about so easily? What are those things in the wrap? I have not seen many of them. Have you made many things as this?"

He returned from the kitchen, setting his tea atop his papers and walking to where Violet had perched. "P-p-pard-don m-me, M-Miss. W-would y-you m-m-mind if I j-joined y-you?"  

[Azana Brown]

"My-- oh," Azana said, eyes downcast as she set down the empty bowl. "Yes, I can...I'm just not sure what I'd say to him, or how much he already knows..."

Tyler was beginning to regret his invitation. Kyou was incredibly inquisitive, and it seemed there would be a lot of explanations in order. "What I'm working on is a device of my own design. It allows me quick travel between locations, like a portal, almost. There's only one other like it, and that's the one Gren carries. JIM is programmed to take commands, and he's a robot, not a demon. These are some delightful tools that make my job possible. Yes, I've made many things, though I've destroyed some of them since they proved too dangerous."

Tyler nodded at the circuitry, pulling out a coil of solder and fixing what seemed to be a loose connection.


"Huh?" Violet looked up to Kiran and grinned. "Oh...sure." She gazed back down at the page, blinking at what seemed to be taking shape. She had seen them on the news...the Kuro Gang.  

[Astra_Senpai]

She faced Azana fully, ears twitching, "Pardon me for saying but isn't that what mates are for? If you cannot speak with them, then to whom can you?"

Kiran seated himself and smiled kindly. He set his hot tea away from his papers, spreading them a bit to look them over and then up at her, a quick glance to her work. "Th-than-nk y-you. M-my y-you are a f-fine art-tist, if y-you d-d-don't m-mind m-me say-ying."

This only encouraged Kyou further. "A portal? I do not understand. Why not use a motor vehicle? Mr. Gren has one? That seems like a good idea. A robot? Then he is a creature? What do you mean by program? Does it always listen? Why does it sound as such? It distrubs the mushi and devours them when it cleans. Does it live to clean? Do you use all of the tools? Which are most important? How do you know which pieces to move around? How many have you made? Some of the marvels are dangerous? How can they be dangerous? Do they all move on their own as the robot? Why destroy them? Can you not change how it works instead?"  

[Azana Brown]

"...you're right," Azana conceded at last, looking to her. "I don't think there's a thing I could say to make him think less of me. Perhaps it's just that I'm still trying to make sense of it myself. I've had my world change, in a way, and I'm not entirely sure what I'm going to do with it yet."

Violet blushed lightly, setting the paper aside. "Thank you. I'm in school for it...but I've been drawing for a long time. Sometimes, I don't even realize what I'm drawing until later..."

He set down the tools. This was obviously going to take longer than he figured. "It allows me to travel great distances quickly, and without using up fossil fuels. True, I can't take as much with me, but I've always packed light. JIM isn't exactly a creature...he's more like a golem, able to move and perform tasks but not alive on its own. The programs are what direct his actions, and yes, he does always listen. To me, at least; I have priority over any other commands as his creator. It has been directed to keep the Inn's main room clean to the best of its capability. I would apologize about the mushi, but I know little of them and can't see when they're disturbed or eaten."

He took a break to breath a little, never having such an interview since his original application to the GMO, and continued to do his best in answering her questions in order. "I haven't used all of them quite yet, and the most important depends on the job. Right now: these small screwdrivers, my solder iron, and the wire stripper here. On larger jobs, you'd probably see me with a wrench or two among other tools. I know what pieces to work with through years of practice and high spatial intelligence. I've made more devices than I could count, from small toys to JIM there. Yes, some are dangerous in how they can potentially be used or abused. Not all of them, no. I could change how they work, yes, but I do not want my ideas falling into the wrong hands, so sometimes destruction is the better option."

Finally, a bit more room to breathe. She was insatiable...and, honestly, he liked someone so curious.  

[Astra_Senpai]

Kiran nodded, his left ear arching down slightly and catching the barrage between Kyou and the man, "I a-am th-that w-way at t-t-tim-mes. C-curious w-wh-what y-you c-c-com-me up w-with som-met-t-times is it n-n-not? I h-hav-ve aw-wok-ken w-with ent-tire ch-chapt-ters on m-my sh-sheets."

Tamriel nodded slightly, she understood that feeling. She sipped at the remaining lemon juice in her glass, she was still so very hungry- citrus wasn't taking the edge off as it had before. "You seem a very wise woman, I'm certain you'll sort it all out."

Crouched in the chair Kyou listened intently, green eyes focused on Tyler's face and gestures. Absorbing the information as a starving man would food Kyou would nod from time to time fascinated. He did not seem annoyed or upset by the questions, nor did he seem to mind. In the beginning most did not seem to mind, but answers only made more questions rise and Kyou was compelled to ask. "What is a fossil fuel? Why would you wish to skip all the things you would see walking or riding? Are you not interested or have you seen it all? A golem? I do not understand. I know of no legend where one uses golems for cleaning, only revenge or justice. How did you convince a golem to clean? Is it the same as how there are pocket monsters in the gameboy and it is a series of programs? I still do not understand it, however I wish to know how to free the pocket monsters. What happens if the robot is freed?"