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

[Gren_Eckener]

Remy, having finished his scrubbing, returned to his portfolio in the main room and got back to work. Perhaps there was a pattern...  

[Azana Brown]

"Really...?" Violet smiled. It was nice to believe she wasn't alone in mysterious inspiration. Sure, he wrote, but that common ground was enough. "Wait...you write on your sheets?"

"Thanks..." Azana grinned, looking to the glass, then to Tamriel. "Lemon juice?"

Tyler readied himself for round three, closing the backing on his device just in case. "Fossil fuels are petroleum, coal, and natural gas. They come from the breaking down of ancient life forms deep within the earth. We use it a lot faster than it's made, so conserving it's always a good idea. I am incredibly interested in seeing a lot of things, and this gives me ample opportunity. In addition, it cuts down on the travel time for common things, like errands."

She went back to JIM. The concept of a robot was always difficult to explain, and this time was no exception. "Okay, maybe not a golem...he's a very complicated machine. You don't have to convince a machine to do something, nor are they sentient or intelligent. There is no such thing as freedom to a machine, because it doesn't live. As far as the pocket monsters, they're not alive, either. There is no freeing them from the game boy, because they don't exist outside the gameboy."  

[Astra_Senpai]

Confusion struck Kyou, arms crossing as his words processed. Chewing lower lip, the left eye slowly opening. So there was no saving the small creatures in the gameboy. The robot was not alive, nor was it a golem and could not live outside. Kyou would ask of the fossil fuels later. A smile crossed thin lips, satisfied for the time being, Thank you, Friend. You I may ask more later if you do notmind, however I do not wish to keep you from your task. Would it be... 'okay' if I watch as you work?

She nodded, "It... takes the edge off of my hunger. I was contemplating making something later but all I really want is the juice from it."

Kiran blushed lightly, nodded, "I am af-fr-fraid so. If I f-fall asl-leep w-with a w-wr-rit-t-ting ut-tensil I w-will r-r-r-ec-cord wh-what I h-hear and wr-write the w-words sp-spok-ken in m-my sl-sleep."

Honey opened the door, chainlighting her cigarette and taking a deep draw until the second was gone. Depositing the butts into a small silver case, she exhaled the mass of smoke outside and walked in. Seeing that Tyler was taken up by that loon from the rafters, she went and made herself comfortable on a couch. Answering the relentless buzzing of her texts. "'Ey, Re'y."  

[Gren_Eckener]

Remy glanced up to Honey. "Hello. Popular today?"  

[Azana Brown]

"Feel free...if I cared about someone watching, I'd be up in my room," Tyler said at last, getting back to work. The physical part would, arguably, be a lot easier than nitpicking through the programming.

"The juice from what...?" Azana asked, tilting her head. She hadn't been well-acquainted with Tamriel, but she was of a demonic nature. Did she need souls, too?

"Wow...! You write in your sleep." Violet smiled, silently envious. When she got in her drawing fits, she couldn't sleep, no matter how she tried.  

[Astra_Senpai]

Long lashes fluttered, looking at the floor and back up, "The juice from whatever I make. There are plenty of supplies for several of the dishes I know how to make, but it is a waste if there is no one to actually eat the meal itself."

Kyou quietly watched, absolutely content and very itchy.

His long ears twitched, showing her some of his sketches, "P-p-perh-haps y-you c-c-ould h-help m-me w-with m-my sk-ket-tches.. I am d-d-dec-cent at the l-l-in-ne w-work b-but sh-shad-ding el-lud-des m-me."

Honey sighed, "My ma'e Ignus canno' 'andle my gi'l Spar'ow. 'E's frea'in ou' 'cause she won' sto' sc'eaming. I tol' 'im ta' jus' wai' bu' 'es shi'e wit' tan'rums."  

[Gren_Eckener]

"Where are they?" he frowned.  

[Azana Brown]

"Sure...where is your problem in shading...?" Violet asked, looking over the sketch. It wasn't bad at all, but it was very flat.

Tyler worked in silence, lifting legs on reflex to let JIM sweep under him.

"So, you're on a juice diet, then...?" Azana questioned. "I've got a friend I can call in. He's practically a bottomless pit for food, as long as you keep his attention."  

[Astra_Senpai]

He pointed with his pinky at the image of Ms. Valentine, "I c-c-can-not seem t-t-to c-c-cat-tch the l-l-light-ting und-der the b-brim and al-long the j-jaw. I sp-pen-nd hours t-t-try-ying b-b-but th-they seem t-t-to j-jump or p-p-p-p-p-p-p... pop."

Honey sighed, answering another text, "En'land. T'ey're at 'ome in Englan'- i's abou' bedti'e fo' 'er I t'ink."

Kyou watched JIM until it passed, then returned forcus to Tyler.

Tamriel smiled softly, "Citrus cuts into my need to feed- I've gone a long while without. I would be very grateful- but what kind of things is he interested in?"  

[Gren_Eckener]

Remy blanched. "Ugh, bedtime tantrums...is Sparrow your daughter?"

Remy sashayed from Felix's room, looking very triumphant, wings hidden out of respect to Violet. "Hello~"  

[Azana Brown]

"...you might need to blend something a bit softer," Violet said, thickening one line before smudging it with a finger. "Lines don't always make proper shading...and sketching needs more than a pencil."

She perked up, smiling. "Hello, Malachai!"

"I don't think he's really picky," Azana answered before seeing a rather upbeat Malachai. "You might ask him, though, if you two eat the same thing. He seems to have a couple sources...one of them won't sell cheaply, though."

After a little while, Tyler closed the casing with a satisfied nod. "And the easy part is done...don't touch," he cautioned, standing. "I'll be right back."  

[Gren_Eckener]

"Hello~!" cheered Malachai, bouncing over to Violet and giving her a hug, beaming. "I'm so happy! Are you happy too?"  

[Astra_Senpai]

Honey paused in mid text- thinking as to whether or not say. May as well. She sent the message, laying on her side and smiling pure sunshine, "Yea' she's t'ree. Want'a see a pic'ure?" She'd hold out her phone to show the background.

Tamriel nodded slightly, smiling, "Sadly my resources are currently unavailable... I have yet to begin the transition to separating from," her smile dimmed, ears drooping and she swallowed. Oh why did it hurt so much to say? "From the rest of the Huldra estate," she whimpered, grinding her fangs to try and halt tears.

Kyou would nod and wait. Easy enough even if that screwdriver did look tempting.

Kiran smiled, "I see," he looked at Malachai, tone brightening, "H-h-hel-lo, M-Mal-lach-chai."  

[Azana Brown]

Azana winced. "Ouch..." She said, offering a light pat on the shoulder. "I'm sorry...I didn't know."

Tyler returned with a laptop, watching Kyou's deep interest in a screwdriver. "...I meant more the device than the tools, but thank you," he said, opening the computer and connecting it to the device. He had some serious programming to do, and likely more questions to answer.

Violet giggled in the hug. "I-I'm glad you're happy...!"  

[Gren_Eckener]

Remy looked over, expression softening. "Awww...she's precious, Honey!" he smiled, chuckling. "What's she doing all the way in England?"

"Hi Kiran! Hi!" waved Mal cheerily. "How're you?" He nuzzled Violet's cheek before letting her go, all bubbles. "I'm so glad my powers are back!"