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

[Azana Brown]

"Ty, you're gonna wear a hole in the floor, ya know that?" Max watched the cogs turn from her floor cushions. "Just relax, seriously...! Honey's gonna find 'er again, an' ya can get all the answers and closure ya want."

"I doubt it'll be that simple," Tyler muttered, shaking his head as he continued to pace. "Logic dictates that she's trying to do one while everyone else is attempting the other. Online, for instance...perhaps she prefers privacy and anonymity, but everyone wants the world to know about her. However, in reality she seems to be hiding but has reached out for contact. It's contradictory."

"...I think I getcha, Ty. Ya think that she's tryin' ta be public...but folks're keepin' 'er private," Max smiled, always happy to play Watson in this little game.

"But that begs the question...why let her out at all? Honey saw her during a performance. She stayed and listened, tipped, left, and wasn't seen after," Tyler grumbled.  

[Gren_Eckener]

Two wee faces poked from beneath the couch, and Fee and Zippo raced to hop onto Kiran's shoulder, nuzzling up. Candy, candy!  

[Astra_Senpai]

Tamriel reentered the inn, she would wait patiently for Bill to finish his business with Malachai and Felix.

Kiran smiled weakly, his shoulders beneath the chibi feet trembling. "A-ah I see I h-hav-ve eag-ger v-v-volunt-t-teers. N-now t-these are sp-pecial c-c-c-c... sweets f-f-from f-far aw-way. M-my d-d-dear-rest f-f-friend Arth-thur sen...nt th-these f-from his c-c-cur-r-ren...nt t-tea r-run, b-but th-they h-hav-ve g-g-ghost p-pep-p-per in th-them. So th-they are v-ver-ry h-hot. Are y-you cert-tain y-you w-wan...nt th-them?"  

[Azana Brown]

"That caught up faster than I thought," Azana chuckled, walking in a little damp with her husband and their pseudo-broom.

"You took the scenic route on purpose," he reminded her, heading behind the bar and tossing her a dry dish towel.

"And we didn't even find anything," she pouted, mussing her hair with the towel. "Not even in the Aekea warehouses..."

"Don't get too discouraged," he reassured her, still dripping a little on his shirt. "Honey's still got her lead, and I'm sure Max will find something..."

"This calls for crowdsourcing!!" Max beamed, bringing up her rather well-adorned blog and typing up an APB for Victoria Wesley under the premise of being "interviewed". "It works in a lotta missing persons cases an' stuff! We can have ALL the eyes out for her!"

"..." Tyler kept his concerns quiet. Sure, they'd probably find her this way, but if someone truly was trying to keep her private, this would send up a red flag. Was the risk worth it?  

[Astra_Senpai]

Honey chewed her lip, sighed, thinking on the woman's face. She was getting sloppy with her violin and it showed with the fourteen errors. Stretching out and beginning another round, she needed to be able to work up something that would really draw a crowd. If that woman had liked her modern music, maybe she'd be more likely to stay with true classics. This time she needed to actually practice, she began to play Paganiniana.

Kyou watched a small cluster of mushi bloom like jellyfish in water and dance about.  

[Gren_Eckener]

Bill had given Felix the contract by this point, and the happy couple was off celebrating with whoops and cupcakes. Bill, himself, had taken to the couch and was inspecting a cupcake in mild suspicion when Tamriel returned.

"Lady Tamriel! It is splendid to see you...what is this odd pink goo?" he asked, pointing to the icing.  

[Azana Brown]

Sosol was about to answer but felt Azana's hand on his shoulder. He glanced back to a shake of her head.

"Tamriel has to answer," Azana said in a hushed tone. "Bill's not exactly trusting of humans, and definitely not me." She set her pseudo-broom in its typical perch and, surprisingly, headed for the stairs. Even if her hair was drying, she was still wet. A real towel, some pajamas, and the world would be a better place.

Sosol followed, both because he wanted to be dry and because he wanted to see what Max was up to.

"And...done!" Max posted the blog article, reading it over quickly to see if any edits had to be made before people discovered it. "I think it's perfect...doing a feature on indie artists and wantin' ta interview her. Hopefully that'll get some tips, huh?"

"Hopefully," Tyler echoed vacantly, patting Max on the shoulder. "Good work..." He left her room, knowing she'd be busy half the night trailing leads. What would he do...? Pursue another trail...from a manufacturing standpoint, they'd need a lot of material. Where were the big metal purchases going...?  

[Astra_Senpai]

Perching on the arm of the couch, "It's lovely to see you as well, Sir," she hummed softly looking the item over. Left ear twitching slightly, she could not help but smile gently, "It's icing, a dessert topping. It's comprised of mostly sugar and milk with usually vanilla extract. It's very sweet, do try it."  

[Gren_Eckener]

"Oh, I see..." he said, sampling a polite lick and blanching a bit. "It is very, very sweet..." he said, setting down the cupcake. "I think I should not eat it quickly. Was it pleasant outside?"

Of course, he heard the humans discussing him suspicious nature. He reasoned that they likely had their own suspicions about him, but anyone ducking to the low of duping a businessdemon about sugar paste was desperate for a laugh.

She was right, however, that he didn't trust her. Anyone toting an angelic bond was to be avoided, lest the delicate balance of the place be disrupted, and inevitably onto his head at that.  

[Astra_Senpai]

She nodded slowly, perhaps Bill didn't have a sweet tooth? One ear swiveled to the hushed voices, no it will fine. It would take time, but she certainly hoped not too much. She wondered if anyone had told Bill the golden rule.

Standing, the silk of her dress shifting lazily, "It's lovely outside. If you would humor me, I would like to introduce you to the gardener."  

[Gren_Eckener]

"Certainly, my lady." Bill nodded gracefully, standing up. "I was not aware that there was a gardener to meet..."

Then he realised. "...Did I err, Lady Tamriel?"  

[Astra_Senpai]

She curled her tail around his left side to encourage him closer to gain the full effect of her sincerity. "Only a small one, Sir. You did not know any different and he isn't angry. I believe he wishes for you to plant a bulb to take the empty space left by this beautiful plant." The plant actually seemed to perk at being mentioned.  

[Gren_Eckener]

"Oh...I see." he said, looking down in shame. "I had best make amends for my transgressions, yes...please lead the way."

It wasn't the anger he looked concerned for, entirely, so much as his wrong. He had not meant to make such a fuss over a gift. He knew he had a lot to learn.  

[Azana Brown]

"Wowie-zowie," Max whistled over the replied received so far. "Guess a lotta people like 'er stuff...but where's the tips, the leads? O-ho...now we're getting somewhere."

"And where would that be?" Sosol asked, causing a momentary freeze in typing and scrolling before it continued.

Max spun her head around, pigtail lightly whacking her in the face as she did so. "Dude, ya totally ninja-ed on me! I'm just usin' the Rumor Mill ta find Vicky. Said I wanna interview 'er on the indie jewelry biz!" She beamed.

"And you're getting somewhere...?" Sosol asked, tilting his head as he skimmed a few of the comments. "Through all this?"

"Remember, dude? I'm a data miner...this kinda stuff is what I'm made for! I can read through all this and find the useful stuff real fast! By mornin', I should have some common spots for Honey ta play in, smoke 'er out!"

Tyler, meanwhile, sat at the computer with a search and his own thoughts. They would wander now and again, a signal that he probably needed to sleep at some point, while the business transaction records of a few major steel mills lay before him. Amazing what they didn't keep under tight security.  

[Astra_Senpai]

Honey's up bright and early the next morning, she can be found in the main room with a box of Poptarts to herself and her violin case by her side. Texting away, humming and sipping at tea, she's long woken Kyou.

Kyou is watching from above, unsure if moving any which way is a good idea. This girl's occasional glance up is worried and wary... and Kyou is hungry, but not wanting to disturb the creature.