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

[Amir Van Helsing]

Amir stepped into the Inn and asked for some wine. She bowed to the man. He looked tired. "Right away Amir-san." she turned to find the wine and served a glass. "Here. If I may, you seem very tired, would you want anything else?" she asked politely.

Amir smiled at Lady Lin. The woman was always nice in her old traditions ways. Yet he had seen her put her foot down a time or two. More so he had respect for all of the people in here. It was hard for a shadow realmer like himself to find a place of light that felt like home. He felt that here. Enough so he would continue to relax more. "Thank you Lin-san." He said with a smile. He took the glass and placed the money for it. "Not at the moment. If you wish a story later on feel free to ask. I do not wish to trouble you further. A drink would do wonders. Perhaps rest as well."

He sipped at his wine. "I'll take up a location in the shadows in a bit." He felt more drained than before yet smiled still. Sipping at the wine. He lifted his gaze. "Do any of you know someone who could check over a cleric? I know my healing was done right yet can not find an ailment why instead of refreshed...the more I rest the more drained I feel." He stretched out a bit. "As well I must be ready in case Lady Ari calls. Lady Jolly is resting at her place." He sipped more at the wine. When he finished it he smiled.

"Thank you. I will take this to the kitchen then rest in the shadows." He stood and walked towards the kitchen. Seeing several faces he did not recall. He bowed to them. "Hello milady...milords. My name is Amir. Pardon the intrusion." He took the glass and washed it. Coming back out with it dried.

"Ah...Lin-san...on my travels I was introduced to the most interesting tea combination. It was lavender, green tea & ginseng with two drops of honey. Now...I shall go relax in shadows that aren't trying to kill me." He chuckled in amusement. Going and laid on a couch in the deepest of shadows. Resting his eyes for now.  

[Azana Brown]

"Sure..." Violet grinned. "It could be fun..." She closed her sketchbook and set it aside. "The question is, what can we all agree on?"

"Okay, so perhaps something not very sweet..." Sosol thought for a moment. "Perhaps a proper margarita...some people like them very sweet, but a traditional one is tart due to the citrus, and the whole glass is rimmed with salt." He looked to her, the question in his eyes. Did she want to give it a try? "It's very versatile, like the martini."

Azana chuckled...seeing him like this, his mind completely taken off whatever he Saw, made her quite happy. Well, that and the slight flush from a well-prepared drink. This side of him was one that she had fallen for years ago...not the Oracle, not the defender, just being his kind and joyful self.

Terry glanced to the shadowy figure. Not in the traditional sense, but more literal. "Check over a cleric...? Well, I've got a girlfriend who knows her way around a unicorn's horn. It'll heal just about anything that ails you, and if you're hexed, she's good with that, too." Speaking of which, Stella still hadn't joined them in the main room, and it had been days. Was she still resting, or what?

Orrin grew a little winded, taking his seat again as Charlotte danced...whatever she thought about being a 'villain', that was going to change, too. After all, wasn't there a Balance between Order and Chaos, too? They would never get along, obviously, but why not coexist in mutual hatred? Or something like that...he was still getting the hang of this.

And, in a seeming instant, it all melted away, between his own decision and Zulma's undeniable allure. He could feel her hand pressing his to the mattress, the radiating heat from her cheeks (or maybe it was his; it was hard to tell at this point), and that unexplainable magnetism urging him to be as close to her as humanly possible. As her lips opened, he teasingly nipped at the bottom one before pressing on. All that time between the summer and now seemed only seconds, like they had simply picked up where they left off. And no distractions to be had this time.

Max rubbed her eyes, a satisfied smile as she closed the concussion-weight contract. "...it's shady, but it could work..."  

[Gren_Eckener]

Though the song hadn't changed, there was clear distortion, the key taking an oddly nostalgic dissonance as Charlotte's mental filter played neatly in her head.

Is that an Angel Baby?
No! That's his dance moves!
Yes!
Watch my lady honey grooves!

let them keep the order they invented

When I place my legs in a cage of spandex
I dance like hell to release the madness

i understand and detest it in the same breath

Watch my feet pound holes in plywood
Watch my hips crush plates of baked goods

there is only happenstance and perception

Work that dance floor
They may vote you mayor jazz

Breathing hard, Charlotte leapt in a mighty jete, faceplanting onto a couch. Dance complete, she enjoyed the dazed euphoria of adrenaline and thick irritation. She was thirsty.  

[Zulma san]

Celine blinked, confused. It had all been so fast. No weapon?
"Oh? Well...hmmm...anyway!" she chuckled. Then she grinned. "You cannot comply with that? Such a shame..." she sighed. She bite her lips. "Ooooh but there is a purpose...you are just too...stupid to see it..." she grinned again then winked at Kenos before being swept away by Jacoda.
"Hey there. You are quite...close..." she flushed slightly, blue eyes gazing upon his face. "Oh course Sir Pirate! I am a Lady, don't you forget!" she stuck her tongue out at him, then pulled away.
"I am thirsty." she declared, casting a side look at Kenos then looking back at Jacoda. "I think you know the way..." she teased him before following him into the main room. She would have fun with Kenos later, she was not done with him.

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Lin was momentarily distracted from Sosol by Amir's mention of a very unique tea. "Lavender and ginseng...in green tea." she watched him go to take some rest, still puzzle. What an odd mix.

Back to Sosol, she listened carefully to him. She was very grateful of the effort he was making to train her. She was even touched by his gesture. She felt selfish for asking so much time and for having him try to cater to her own taste. Yet, it felt appropriate at the same time. When he asked her if she was willing to try, the woman had a very feint smile on her thin lips.
"I am quite fond of citrus, I would be delighted. Thank you Sosol-sensei." she answered. The bartender's happiness in sharing his trade was definitely reaching the teamaster.


Jeff's face brightened.
"Well hmmm...monopoly? No you are too young Shrimp. Some yatzee? Or maybe pictionary?!" his last idea seemed to please him. That way Violet could train, even Shrimp could play and him...well...he would do his best.
His forest green eyes traveled to Violet's soft face and he smiled then looked away.  

[Azana Brown]

"But she doesn't like drawing..." Violet answered, half-frowning despite Jeff's adorable bashfulness. "It is winter...maybe we can make a snowman together...?"

Orrin glanced up to the bartender, tempted to order a couple drinks for himself and Charlotte...but seeing his gleeful lesson to Lin, he pushed himself to his feet and went to get it himself. He didn't want to interrupt, and he wasn't *that* put out to fetch water.

Sosol nodded. "It's no problem at all, Lin." You're helping me just as much, even if you don't realize it... He pulled out a bottle of golden-colored liquid alongside a bottle of lime juice and a couple other ingredients. "This one has its roots in Mexico...everyone's put their spin on it, but original is the best, if you ask me. We'll start with the measuring, but you'll need a shaker..."

Terry frowned at the gentleman, clearly exhausted despite claiming to be healed. He finished his drink and went upstairs to look for his girlfriend...maybe she was well enough to help.  

[Amir Van Helsing]

(er...this might should have gone into the ooc but Zero said to tell Zulma and Azana they can NPC mikila? no idea if I spelled that right. She won't be up to posting or typing.

Mikila's player (zero) was in a pretty bad car accident. she is okay outside of she is in the hosptial and mending broken bones. Sorry if this should have gone somewhere else.)

Amir looked at him. "Physically and medically speaking I should be fine milord. I have used the scanner given and done a thorough mundane magicless and magic based healing. That is why it is puzzling. Physically and medically I should be entirely fine. Yet the more I rest the more drained I am." He said. Bowing a bit and headed towards the shadows. "Not too sure unicorns horn would settle well with the shadow realm elf blood Milord. Thank you for the offer. I agree a hex is something I had not though of and should get checked on." Heading back to the shadows and laid down. Rest. Stay alert. Still wake feeling drained. Puzzling issue it was. Laying on the couch in the shadows he further wrapped himself in them. For now he would stay to himself.  

[Zulma san]

((Thank you for telling us Amir. Tell her to take care!!!! heart ))


"Oh? Hmmm...yes! That sounds good. Let's get dressed for outside though, you would not want to catch a cold Shrimp...and you neither." he added with a gentle smile to Violet.
Still holding Violet's hand, he moved to the coat hanging rack to find something for everybody.


Lin looked at the liquid with interesting eyes, the color was quite unique.
She blinked then turned to Sosol. "Mexico? Have you ever been there Sosol-sensei? A shaker?" she added, looking around. It was probably this sort of shorter bottle with a top which he used to mix cocktails.  

[Astra_Senpai]

She meets his eyes a moment before looking down, a small tinge of peach to her pale cheeks. "I'm to sleep the whole of winter unless given a task that would require time and attention." She presses her lips together a moment, "I currently have my business dealings in the hands of my accountant. The winter is usually the slower season, so he is no busier than usual."  

[Azana Brown]

"He considered it generosity and chivalry, I'm certain," Victoria answered, sipping the tea and reveling in its purity and plainness. "All he asked was my hard work...of course, I had plenty of incentive, given his very binding contract."

"I've Seen it, but no...I haven't had a chance to visit. It may be an idea for our next trip, dear," he glanced with a smile over to Azana. "Anyway, this cocktail is typically shaken to mix and poured over ice, but I'm getting ahead of myself. Follow my measurements carefully, or adjust as you'd like. As long as it's close to the ratio, you should be fine."

One by one, the ingredients went into the shaker. Sol hadn't paid this much attention to measuring in quite some time. It just came intuitively after the first few months.

Azana chuckled, nodding in agreement. Mexico could be fun...lots of beaches and sunshine, not to mention the exchange rate.

Violet had bundled up in surprisingly short order, rather used to wearing layers and covering skin. "I'm ready...just let me help Mikila with this mitten. I'm surprised we could find things in her size."

"Hon...?" Terry knocked on the door as he entered, closing it behind him. "It's been days...are you doing alright...?"

Stella spun around from the screen, bright eyed with a joyous smile across her face. She was dressed, with makeup and everything...far better than Terry had assumed. She jumped from the chair, rushing across the room to meet him with a kiss. "Seven," she breathed, chuckling despite herself. "Seven...!"

"Seven...?" He glanced past her, noticing she had her e-mail open. "Oh...! Oh, wow!! Really?" He beamed, squeezing her tightly in congratulations. "Then you're really well qualified to help out...there's someone downstairs you need to see."

Orrin knelt next to the couch, holding out a glass of water. "Indulge me in some hydration...?"  

[Gren_Eckener]

Charlotte sat up, propped on a crossed arm, pecking Orrin's nose with a smile. "I'd be delighted...I feel far better, you know." Charlotte trilled, taking the water and drinking deeply. "We chaosy types do dig a good sock-hop! Just ask Shiva! It always helps me feel better, anyhow. Sorry to worry you!"

"And that keeps you awake?" he frowned, brows furrowed in concern. "Surely, he could manage it himself."  

[Azana Brown]

Orrin sat on the floor, leaning against the couch and looking to Charlotte. "I know better than to worry about you dancing," he retorted, though he was admittedly relieved to see her down almost the whole glass. "I'm just happy to see you back to normal. Well, your normal. I don't want to insult you like that."

"...so, he's been healed, but he feels drained the more he does?" Stella summed it up as best she could. Without actually seeing him, she didn't have much to go on. "I'm assuming it's not normal exhaustion, either."

"Yeah," Terry nodded. "That's about it. He's worried it could be a hex or something. Besides, I know you've been wrapped up in office work; wouldn't you actually like to be a witch for a while?"

"Heh...you know me," she replied, tapping her hairstick wands lightly. "I'm always ready to make some magic."  

[Astra_Senpai]

She smiles gently, "There is something about keeping those around us happy that is long ingrained into my kind." She chuckles softly, "It's why we make good hostesses... or caretakers. ."

Honey nods, "I guess so." She tilts her head to the side, messy blonde shifting over side of her face, "So you made all them tools, but why did 'e want them? Y' can start wars easier ways then putting 'oles inta folk."  

[Azana Brown]

Victoria shook her head. "He didn't tell me much about it...said it 'wasn't a lady's concern'. I was just supposed to study, create, and improve. Metal would come in, the finished product would leave, and that was the last I saw of it until I noticed the news."

She took a long sip. "I doubt he's starting a war...it seems too dirty for him. He even treated his own thugs as if they were barbarians. Some of them, well, I would have to agree with him."  

[Amir Van Helsing]

(OOC: Zero will be most likely released from the hospital or at least enough to type within a few days.

I will be responding to things whenever I get alerts on my phone. Right now after this I will take a nap. *bows to all*)

Amir woke sometime later. He shadow jumped to Ari's house and checked on Jolly before jumping back to the inn and walking out of the shadows. He shook his head. How drained something that was as inate as breathing left him. He pressed a hand to his stomach and sent a healing energy pulse through him. Trying to boost his energy levels as he headed out towards the people. "Good day milord and miladies." He said with a slight smile.

Entering the kitchen and made himself one of those peanut butter and jelly sandwiches Ari had him hooked on. Then cleaned up his mess. Heading out with them he went and took a seat at the bar. He muttered a prayer of thanks for the food. He had slept a long time. As well as rested recently. Yet he felt more drained than before. No aches. No pains. How troubling.

He started to slowly eat as he thought over everything. He knew he was a 100% healed. Nothing illness wise was unhealed. Injuries all tended to. So this perplexed him. Rest should not make him more drained than before. Shadow jumping was as much inate as the need to breathe...it should not leave with any affects anymore than one does when walking on full energy.  

[Gren_Eckener]

(Sorry that I haven't been on lately...work's been a stress, and my car died...it's been a mess.)

"Oh, sweetie..." she sighed, grinning as she propped her cheek in her chin. "You should always know that when you say such things, I will always consider myself to be the exception, and that you'll never, ever, be presumed toward insult."

She then kissed his crown. "Have you seen your new self yet? Your hair is very pretty, and you look like a swashbuckler."

Bill smiled benignly, taking a chance and laying his hand atop hers. "At least, on my part, you may consider it done."