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

[Gren_Eckener]

Malachai took the cup and drank happily, a flap of his wings sending a cozy breath of air over the two as Maro petted her arm. "I am impressed that you translate it...many listen simply for the sound itself."  

[Astra_Senpai]

Her blond brows furrowed, she sounded confused, "To'por, 'ou canno' us' mu'ic t' i's ful' po'e'ial wit'ou' un'ers'an'ing it. I's a p'ecious t'ing 'ou 'ave t' le'rn b'fore 'ou ca' mo'd."  

[Gren_Eckener]

"Perhaps not...but not everyone seeks what you do from it." he smiled softly, rubbing his nose ring absently. "You find enlightenment, them entertainment...they need only as much truth as they seek."  

[Astra_Senpai]

"Few se' the va'ue in m'sic," she answered. Honey leaned forward and touched Malachai's shoulders with icy hands. Her shirt pulled to reveal the tattoo of a flared Horus, "T'ey canno' se' the no'es, don' fe'l a 'ear anyt'ing bu' the be't. I's bes' w'en t'ey f'enzy a' the cl'ma'."  

[Gren_Eckener]

Malachai was wonderfully warm, and he took the touch as a hint to crawl up and drape himself over Honey, wings a cozy shell, trapping in the heat.

Marouse nodded, understanding. "They are quite superficial, no? You are a connoisseur of sound."  

[Astra_Senpai]

She shook her head, tucking back against Marouse enjoying the warm. She twsited so she could keep her hands on Malachai, blue eyes drooping sleepily. "I's not'ing so gran', To'por. I'm jus' a gu'lty wit' Suns'ine. I's no' su'erfic'al- i's sor'ow. Peo'le ne'd it t fe'l the vo'd lef' fro' birt'. I'm jus' a mes'en'er. Soun' is my co'puls'on."  

[Gren_Eckener]

"...that is a heady message, my friend." he murmured. "Has it been pleasant?"  

[Astra_Senpai]

"T'ere ca' be no up wit'out d'wn," Honey mumbled, adjusting her legs so her feet were no longer tucked into the heart of the couch. "No su'shi'e without r'in," her eyes closed, arms limply falling against her middle. Her fingertips drummed lightly notes to a undefined song, breathing steady- Honey was out.

The bandages caught fire and twisted in on itself into a heap. Peru glimmering brilliantly as the fire in the hearth roared before settling. Duty done, Peru was content to continue heating the room in merry silence.  

[Azana Brown]

Tyler's eyes narrowed at the staff. Wasn't that, just yesterday...

"And now I have a time crunch," he snarled to himself bitterly. Whatever it was holding was likely now loose, and the only person who could readily see them was out of commission.

"Tyler...?" Sosol asked, glancing back to him.

"Kyou and I were developing a device to render mushi visible to the naked eye," he explained, gesturing to the staff. "That thing had one inside a field. If it's broken, I can only guess that it's gotten loose. Since Kyou had a rather violent argument with her other half, I'm the only person with the slightest chance to find it before it causes a problem." He had rattled the whole thing off, pacing slightly as his body dared to try and keep up with his mind.

"Any questions?"

"How can I help...?" Sosol asked, resolute and solemn. He wasn't having Az beat herself up further. This invisible issue needed to be visible, and if Ty could do it, then that was that.

"Keep an eye out. They are invisible, but tangible. Honey's tendril, movements in the water jars...we can see the reactions of the environment to them. If you notice something, let me know. And if it attacks someone, try to find it and subdue it. For the Inn, and for her." He strode out the room, pulling Sosol with him and closing the door.

Sosol watched him storm off, seeing the sparks of obsession and inspiration in his thoughts. It wouldn't be long before they were a raging inferno...he'd best be elsewhere for now. Looking for the invisible...? How could he scope out a mushi...especially considering they didn't seem to have psychic wavelengths?

"...thanks." Azana sipped her tea with a sigh. "At least...at least we were able to handle it without any major damage. Honey, though...I hope she'll be alright. Mentally, I mean. She used to be so excited about all the things we could do. Now, I notice her flinching at JIM."  

[Gren_Eckener]

"...I think she'll be all right." he said, gathering the cocoa on a tray. "She's been through a lot, I think...but she's resilient, so long as she has music."

He smiled crookedly to Azana, tired but pretty. "Now...suppose I ought to make breakfast?"

Mal stayed put, cuddling the chilly girl, looking up to Maro. The Turk smiled and petted a horn, the demon purring softly at the treatment.  

[Astra_Senpai]

Tail wrapped around her shoulders, violet gown a little rumpled Tamriel stepped inside. So this is where that smell was coming from! Exhaling a final plume of twirling smoke, she shivered at the feeling of the warmth of the room. She could not help but lift her head to smell.. what was that? Blood certainly but something else? She asked, looking towards the kitchen, ear turned towards the couch, "Malachai, what happened? What is that... odd aroma?"  

[Azana Brown]

"Heh...Honey's music, Violet's drawings..." Azana listed, happy to stick to tea for the moment, although her body began to protest the lack of nourishment from the night as it fully woke. "I wonder what exactly I use to stay sane...then again, I fight back."

At the mention of breakfast, she could feel a pang of hunger, reminding her that she was awake and it was time to feed. "Sure...need help?"

Sosol walked downstairs, making his way to the kitchen and raiding the pantry for flour. Just a little bit of this...if they could see it coated in blood, why not in flour? "You guys need any?"

Tyler typed furiously. The filter analyzer was still going, but he would work on another theory at the same time. If they were tangible, there had to be something coming back. Perhaps if the device were based in some form of echolocation...or an auric feedback? He had no data as to whether infrared would work. Now, with all that in mind, he'd need a design, an interface. Out came the paper and pencil, sketching for blueprints.  

[Gren_Eckener]

"I wouldn't say no...eggs and sausage is easy." he smiled. "You eggs, me sausage? What, Sosol?"

Malachai waved, finger to his lips. "Honey's sleepin'!"

Maro turned and smiled brightly, waving to Tam. "Hello!"  

[Astra_Senpai]

She'd turned her head now, short blond hair gleaming nearly as bright as her eyes in the flickering of the firelight. She walked over to the trio on the couch, heels clicking softly. Taking a soft, deep breath- she shivered. Ah- this was where the smell was coming from. Her long lashed gaze fell on Maro. What a beautiful man, he reeked of herbs and was certainly someone she hadn't smelled before... had she? She smiled to him, giving a small bow but her gaze fell to Honey.

She gasped, bending over, hand over full lips, whispering, "Oh the poor thing what happened?" This would not do, her burned hand shimmering she cooed and the blood on the girl was gone as if it had never been.  

[Azana Brown]

"Nothing," Sol answered, chuckling. "Eggs and sausage have no need for flour." He set the bag back, a small zip-lock portion staying with him.

"Okay, then..." Azana chuckled, pulling out a skillet. "Don't forget some butter; eggs stick something awful..."

JIM whirred about, continuing to clean what was left of the blood on the floor. He still beeped a cheery welcome to Tamriel as he worked.

Marilyn crept downstairs, looking around and shaking her head. She couldn't help but know what had happened, her psychic filters much less developed than Sol due to her isolation. Regardless, she found her way to the tea, pouring herself a mug and taking a seat.

"..."