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

[Azana Brown]

"He's not a simpleton," Max shook her head. "Just really, really outta date. Like a couple centuries late to the party. They really gotta get out more down there..."

"Good fortune...? That would be nice," Violet grinned. "I finished finals recently...I hope I score well."

The two paused at Honey's return...with extra?

"Well, ya weren't who I was expectin', but welcome!" Max beamed, thrusting out a technicolor hand to the stranger. "Max Mouse is the name, an' I know everybody!"

Violet chuckled, waiting her turn. She didn't want to overwhelm the poor newcomer...  

[Astra_Senpai]

She pressed her lips together in a weak attempt at a smile, keeping her head bowed, "Sam Reaver. Nice to meet you..." She stepped only close enough to shake hands, the soft fabric of her gloves shifting softly at contact.  

[Gren_Eckener]

"Oh, I see...just new to the human world." he sighed, grinning a bit. "So long as he minds his manners, there's nothing to worry about, huh?"

"I'm sure that you did just fine~! You're a clever lass, yes yes!" said Charlotte cheerily, nodding in a Pannish pose.

Gren and Charlotte alike looked to Sam with smiles, one crooked and kindly, the other impish and chipper.

"Hiya!"

"Hello!"  

[Azana Brown]

"You're one-a those shy ones, huh?" Max grinned, tilting her head with a mischievous smirk. "That won't last long 'round here, ya know. We're a pretty social bunch, and totally acceptin', too."

"Thanks...and Orrin's chameleon paint probably saved me more than once," Violet grinned. "Where is he, anyway...?"  

[Gren_Eckener]

"That's quite true. Are you hungry?"

Charlotte shrugged. "Sleeping? Meeting with Order people? The darling's about somewhere, why?"  

[Astra_Senpai]

After the shake, Sam tucked her shoulders in a bit more. The attention wasn't unwelcome, she actually liked people. She just wasn't good with new people was all. "I-"
Honey returned with a glass of water, "'Ere 'ou go."
Sam took the glass and held it, "Thank you...um-"
"Tha's Gren, Violet an Charlotte. An now I gotta find Az," Honey wandered up the stairs to tap on the appropriate door.
Sam watched her wide-eyed, then back to Gren and Max, "I'm.. not hungry just a little dehydrated. I... ran out of money two towns over..."  

[Azana Brown]

"Come in," Azana answered, at her laptop reviewing information from the Labs. Tyler was better than this, but he hadn't left his room in over 24 hours. He was up to something.

"I thought...I would thank him, for the paint, I mean. I know I paid for it, somehow...but still." Violet grinned. "If I graduate, it'll be because of him..."

"Ya've come to the right place!" Max clapped Sam on the shoulder. "They don't take the stuff 'round here unless ya volunteer it..."

"Pardon me while you two talk," Sosol grinned, kissing his wife on the way out. "I sense a thirsty customer."  

[Astra_Senpai]

She peeked in at the allowed entry, she didn't venture into other people's rooms often. Hands behind her back, she had to keep her interest on Azana because this is a room of shiny things. Honey produced the little steel coin, holding it out to Azana, "She came by and listened. I don' think she's got a ear for music but she likes it. There was this guy with 'er, drug 'er about like serious business." She wrinkled her nose and sighed, "I don' think I'm really 'elping 'ou much."  

[Azana Brown]

"Well, that's not a good thing," Azana took the coin, looking it over. It felt...almost familiar, but the markings. "A rabbit...and the polished side...hm. I'd say get this to Tyler or Max. I have a feeling they'll get something out of it. Either way, this Victoria character's obviously in some sort of trouble."  

[Astra_Senpai]

"I messaged the pictures to Max on 'er mobile. I could take 'em to Tyler if 'ou want?" It's not like Honey has anything else to do... except count her good fortune.  

[Gren_Eckener]

"I can help you out on that...what's your preference? We have everything." smiled Gren kindly to Sam. "And I do mean everything."

"Shall I call him for you?" asked Charlotte, cheerfully plucking Zippo from her ponytail.  

[Azana Brown]

"You wouldn't believe how, either," Sosol chuckled, joining the group and looking to Sam. "Hello, you must be new. I'm Sol Jacobs, bartender and listening ear."

"If it's not too much trouble," Violet grinned. "I'm sure he would like to see the results of his wares, right...?" The grin faded, though...her thoughts were somewhat still stuck on that coin. She began to scribble again, a female form...dress, apron, bow in her hair...

"I guess...just be sure to ask before you go in. Ty's got his place trapped," Azana nodded. "Maybe you can even drag him out to here. I've got Lab results he'd like..."  

[Valentine Valtieri]

"You can't seriously be considering going in there...people are in there! You know about your appetite for the battle, after all. Unless you're trying to get a late lunch, I suggest we go a different route." The voice with the mocking tone was trying to get the traveler to turn away, but he'd walked a long way to get here...he was on break, so why in the world would he turn back because a talking arm told him to? "Quiet." Par for the course, a very intimidating man draped in all black pushed open the doors to the inn. Without wasting time on formalities, he spoke in his natural booming voice in an attempt to attract attention. "I'm looking for the proprietor of this establishment." If Azazel had a face, he'd slap himself because of that comment. "Excuse my lumbering friend, we're just stopping by...don't mind us! We're just a traveling...circus act!" The man glared at his arm, but said no more to it. The talking arm seemed to chuckle at his host's anger, causing the black bandages to shift...almost like a face was on his palm.

[[Wheeee!Jump-in!]]  

[Gren_Eckener]

Gren smiled a bit, rolling his eyes, letting Sosol take over. It brought the man joy. "Welcome to the Inn, sir and sir's hand."

Charlotte beamed, giving Zippo a good lob up the stairs. "Go get Orrin!" Turning back to the door, she looked up to the intimidating fellow, cooing curiously. "Can you juggle?"  

[Valentine Valtieri]

Izanagi nodded, clenching Azazel in to a fist so he wouldn't interrupt. "Nice to meet you; you can call me...Mikoto Izanagi. I came here to--" Azazel snapped open, taking a deep breath of air. He wasn't going to let Izanagi shut him up under any circumstances. "We came here to be absolutely laaaazy! The old man here doesn't want to keep fighting since it's starting to lose its flavor! If you ask me, he's just a coward, keheheheh!" Yup, there was that mocking laugh again...Izanagi shook his head, but didn't bother with it. "That's as true as it gets...do you have any blood on hand? I walked a long way, and Azazel is starting to weaken." Azazel interrupted him with that laugh again. "Keheheh! Aren't you the one that's dehydrated...? But I believe you have somebody talking to you, I'll talk business on your behalf! Don't worry, it's impossible for me to lose face since...your hand is my face!"

Izanagi gave up on talking to Azazel, he was in one of those moods today where he liked making life difficult. He pulled the blackened hood away from his greyed hair, a tiny smirk crossing his face. "Can I juggle? I don't consider myself a pro by far, but I think I know a thing or two about it. Mostly because I can't resist hitting Azazel where it hurts most." Izanagi pointed to the palm of his hand, pulling away a portion of the black bandages to show a completely crimson hand; clawed at the tips, and only different by the looks of his black veins. He tapped his palm and it seemed to split open...that wasn't an injury, rather, it was Azazel's entire mouth manifesting itself. "Doing this might count as cheating, though, so I don't win any juggling tournaments."