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

[Azana Brown]

Orrin looked at it, smiling softly. "A back-up plan...how thoughtful," he said, only halfway joking. "I'll treasure it."

Sosol found Remy's idea good advice, but his sweetheart had left the building. An adopted sister would definitely do.

Tyler let out a bitter chuckle. No sweetheart for him, sadly. Just bourbon and shut-eye and what promised to be a wild ride through his own head. The stress, as well as staying up the previous night, was starting to get to him, and his eyes drifted closed.

Kristen watched Azana and the fox leave, her handy distractions all but gone. There was nothing to take the edge off, like with her elders...the only thing that made it better was that she was useful. She was useful, and she wasn't as perceptive as she was last time. Too bad she hadn't thought to ask Howard for that recipe; its sense-boosting effects would have been valuable.  

[Astra_Senpai]

Honey left her room, what a bad dream she'd had. It was nice to talk to Torpor- a good start. Headphones on and blaring a heavy trance bass, hands moving playing a completely different song, she walked slowly down the stairs. She'd repaired her jeans with hot pink thread, was drowning in a massive lime colored hoodie, her belts clattered, socks didn't match- it didn't really matter. Eyes half open, glancing nervous at the group. Kristen was here! A small smile flashed but she walked quickly into the kitchen knowing big groups meant adult business. She wanted none of that! Honey opened the fridge, tilting her head to the side.  

[Gren_Eckener]

"As if I'd leave you hanging?" she smiled gently. "I won't need it...I'll have a lot to do, looks like...but, hey...look!" she said, rifling through the pages and offering a rather calm one of their group sharing a meal. "At least we're all together, right? Sharing a meal...there's little bits of normal for them."

Adam hummed, looking at a few. "Well, hey! You've got a point...look, none of us look hungry at all."

"Well, yeah...that's from when everything's settled down a bit. A few years in. Times were tough in the first months, but folks make it okay."  

[Astra_Senpai]

Honey climbed onto a counter and began to dig through the cupboards. She sang softly under her breath the words from the conversation between vampires. She'd mixed it in but the blend was still awkward, she made notes on how the flow would break or not quite sync up. She drummed an a closed cabinet, slipping on a towel- falling to the floor, she tumbled and sat there for a long time. Who did she have to make a deal with to kill this bad luck?!  

[Azana Brown]

Kristen opted to follow Honey, delighted to deal with something mundane. She walked into the kitchen, seeing her sitting on the floor and looking quite cross. "Are you alright?" She asked, holding out a hand.

Sosol rolled his eyes with a smile. The drink had done its job, and Tyler picked some prime real estate for a nap. He pulled out a light blanket, draping it over the slumbering inventor.

Far from sugarplums, visions of machines and dark basements danced in Tyler's head, along with jumbled thoughts being purged in the wake of the InfoLink. If it didn't fit, it was discarded...unless, of course, it was really interesting.

Orrin grinned at the picture. Even if it was rough to start, even if everyone is changed and scarred by the apocalypse...the Inn lives. A piece of Order in the ensuing chaos...no wonder he liked this place. It was stable, even within its instability. He pocketed the cube, placing it in his own personal section. He would not solve it unless he grew bored...and it'd take a lot for that to happen.

"I'm sure I'll have plenty to do as well, but I promise to find time to work on it. I will return it to you solved."  

[Gren_Eckener]

Charlotte hummed, rubbing her chin. "Oooooor, never." she beamed. "Because it's a gift." Truthfully, she hoped he never did. No reason why, particularly, but it felt fun to leave things unfinished.

"Remy, if this is me...what happened to my legs?"

"Your worm DNA compensated in mutation...you're like a half-worm guy."

"...That sounds cool, but inconvenient."

"It is."  

[Astra_Senpai]

She took her headphones off, taking the offered hand but standing on her own. Her mind going a mile a minute between sorting music, trying to figure out where yesterday had gone, that horrible nightmare, news about her mom and now Kristen. Kristen was a marvel in her mind, something about everything, the first time fire tempered notes had ever touched sheet music. Letting go of the hand, her smile was slow, still holding a half awake look, "Yea' I'm jus' a lit'le out of it I g'ess. I's nice t' see 'ou ag'in."  

[Azana Brown]

"I think we all are, a little," Kristen grinned, even though it was clear that Honey's mind was troubled. Wasn't everyone's, at this point? Still, hers had nothing to do with their new mission. "You look like you have not slept..."

"Ah, yes, of course," Orrin chuckled. "I'm sorry...It's not often where I get a simple gift. Trading is my way of life...I'm always supposed to give when I receive."

Tyler's brow twitched in his sleep, some of the other information from the remote coming through. Mostly, a small sampling of King's experience with War. This was that important to him...

Sosol left the bar and went for his coat. If he knew his wife, he knew exactly where she was...and that she would probably like a little help getting home.  

[Astra_Senpai]

She scratched at her hood, "But I must 'ave b'cause I jus' woke up. It gets li'e t'is so'etimes.'Ad so'e wicked nig'tmares." Honey touched her neck, contemplating. A flash of the beast from the day before dancing through her mind, but it seemed out of focus like an aged film. She shook her head, producing a cigarette and lighting it. Taking a long draw and blowing away from her friend, and going back to shuffling about in the cupboards. Honey was hungry and still felt a little woozy. Why was she woozy from a whole day of sleeping? "'Ou mus' be a busy gi'l, Kris'en. 'Ou were gon' lon' enoug' t'at I missed 'ou."  

[Azana Brown]

"I missed you, too," Kristen grinned, hugging Honey for a moment before letting go and pulling a few things out for a meal. "I was aiding Alistair with logistics after the gang wars on Halloween. Considering that this one was not as neatly tied up afterward as past events, we still have some ground to cover. I was happy to have finished those duties when I did."

Very happy, she thought. I am needed here...though I wonder, if it is right to tell Miss Stella about this...or if it is simply up to us.  

[Astra_Senpai]

She'd giggled softly at the hug, happy for the hood to hide her blush. It was out of the blue and very welcome. It was certainly something Honey missed from her mates, even after all this time of being away. The thought of Kristen out in the world flipping fire but didn't logistics mean tactics and planning? She pulled a box of Poptarts out, taking the time to read the expiration. "Are t'e 'olidays 'ere always so mad?"  

[Gren_Eckener]

"That's all right...you're really generous, so if you gave it to someone that needed it more, I'd forgive it." she smiled cheerily. "The thought would stay with you, and that's enough...but I'd at least want you to keep one memento, okay?"  

[Astra_Senpai]

It was early and late all in the same breath, the morning had waned and the afternoon beginning to wax, She opened the door and stepped in. Her cane making a tap, tapping as it lead the way. Running a hand through chocolate colored bangs and looking around with amber gaze, she smiled. This was the right place. Goodness she'd sent him so far away. Setting a large bag on a table, she adjusted her glasses- it was so peaceful. Her voice was something like the blues, a taste of elated sorrow on every note, "Hello? Is anyone here?"  

[Azana Brown]

"Halloween is usually the one full of mayhem. Once we edge toward Yuletide, the mood at the Inn turns to joy." Usually, at least. Kristen recognized that this year would probably be a bit different...apocalypse had a way of putting a damper on people's spirits. "We are still winding down, but I feel as though calm will return soon."

I hope so, anyway.

Tyler still lay curled up on the couch, warm and content as his mind finally began to settle. He'd wake soon enough.

"As you wish, dearest Charlotte," Orrin declared with a light bow. "The cube shall go nowhere...oh!" He looked to the newcomer, greeting them with a nod of acknowledgement, a kind grin, and a vibe so calm it could be used as a sleep aid. "Welcome to the Inn of Peace. I'm not normally the one to welcome, but you are welcome all the same."  

[Gren_Eckener]

Gren looked up from his morning paper with a gentle, crooked smile. "Hello."