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Post by Ivor Moores on Aug 30, 2015 21:28:40 GMT -5
Cafes were not something Ivor frequented. Well, it wasn’t like he frequented anything. His life prior to this was awfully sheltered. Not that he minded, of course. He just needed to adjust. Figure out how the hell normal people lived.
So far, he had deduced it was boring as hell.
He couldn’t say his life was a spectacle either, but he had figured the simpletons would at least find something interesting to do with their lives before they ended! It seemed as though that wasn’t the case, though it was entirely possible he was looking in the wrong place.
This couldn’t be the wrong place though. He was quite certain that it wasn’t normal for workers of a cafe to be wearing such odd outfits. He would compare it to what housekeepers looked like in story books. But, why on earth would maids work in cafe? That made no sense. This place was stupid, as were the people who worked here.
Now for the customers... Ivor assumed most of them were perverts trying to eye up the girls. Though he supposed it was hard to talk about that. He was a customer too at the moment, having bought some tea. It was decent enough. There was a certain charm to tea one didn’t make themselves.
Letting out a soft sigh, Ivor let himself get a bit more comfortable in the chair he sat in. He was awfully uptight for some reason. Perhaps something bad was about to happen. He wouldn’t know, he wasn’t psychic. Ivor had a good intuition, of course. So he was probably right. Perhaps it’d be best to leave this place as soon as he possible could...
Wait. How on earth was he supposed to pay for this damn tea? Some places made you wait on a waiter to give you a check, but other places had you pay up front. Feh. He didn’t want to make a fool of himself, and he surely would if he decided to pick the wrong option.
It was their damn fault for not making such a thing clearer. He really wasn’t sure... Ah, how annoying! Ivor should have known this! That tenseness was back, but now he looked awfully pensive instead of just generally tense. ”Idiots, the lot of them...” He muttered under his breath, likely too quietly for most people to hear.
Needless to say, Ivor had grown into quite a bad mood. Hopefully nothing came along to worsen it.
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Post by Kaylin McOlster on Nov 7, 2015 2:11:12 GMT -5
Something….
Training… Fairies… Butterflies… Skateboards… Chalk….
That didn’t seem right. A young Energetic Meister was skipping down the sidewalk through Death City. Her mind seemed somewhat preoccupied. Well… as preoccupied as her mind could seem. Since the wee hours of the morning, Kaylin was sure there was something she was supposed to be doing. Through multiple distractions of drawing on the sidewalk, making hot chocolate and succeeding in making a sugary mess, accidentally getting a dog chased by a swarm of cats, and finding a blue rock, she somehow once again remembered that she was supposedly supposed to be doing something.
Kind of.
No sooner would she remember that she needed to remember, something would catch her attention. It just so happened someone laughing about fairies in a cave of a sword or something was heard by her ears. Standing as tall as her short self could manage, she attempted to locate they who had spoken such joyous words.
FAIRIES!
Of course, Kaylin locked in on someone who looked interesting. Obviously it had to be them. Some young girl, colorful clothes, with a few friends. Yadda yadda, details. Wasting no time in following them, in a moment she found herself in a cafe. She vaguely remembered being in the place before, but it didn’t mean much to her. The girl who knew about fairies wa--
Oh for the love of all joy, people, and animals of the world. What was THAT?!
Fairy knowing girl forgotten, Kaylin stopped dead in her tracks as she stared at what had caught her attention. First of all, it was red. Not the most exciting color, but the amount of red compared to the good bit of black that surrounded it brought out the brightness. Second, it was a cape. Was he Batman? A vampire? Both? A dark fairy? A warlock? So many fleeting questions, so little time.
Dashing off, holding nothing back, the girl sprinted across the cafe. Miraculously, she didn’t knock someone clear into next week as she went for the young man. Full speed ahead, she decided to utilize the table he was at to mostly halt her. Hitting it with her palms first, the girl crunched up her body and her booted feet were actually the next thing to hit the table. It bending somewhat with her weight and speed, she was… crouched on the ever leaning table.
Words sprouted from her mouth as the table, girl, cup, tea…. all threatened to land directly on top of cape man.
“Thatissocooliwannatouchitlet’splayagamehowaboutsuperheroesiwannawearthecapeillbemisseswonderfulcapewearinggirlthisisgoingtobefabulouscomeoneletsgooooooooo!”
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Post by Ivor Moores on Dec 19, 2015 20:08:55 GMT -5
Ivor was pretty used to getting stares. Of course; he did not mind them in the slightest. If someone was staring at him for whatever reason, he had still attracted their attention. That was far better than being something that faded away into the background. Ivor would much rather inspire confusion than something as disgusting as apathy.
He didn’t pay much attention to the starers themselves, though. Most people would only stare for a short amount of time before going on with their business. It was rare someone actually wanted to bother him. Which was good, as Ivor was easily annoyed.
Absentmindedly, the boy continued to idly stir the tea. He couldn’t say there was much on his mind. He didn’t have anything worthwhile to think about, as everything here was incredibly dull. He couldn’t say he’d want something extraordinary to happen anytime soon, as that’d likely be annoying, but it might be interesting to witness some misfortunes brought about people around here that obviously weren’t him.
Suddenly, there was a jolt against his body. It came from something hitting the table. His tea did not actually spill, but the splashing motion it did caused him to jolt back. He then looked up to discern what it was that had hit his table.
Ivor did not have enough time to process what it was bothering him, aside from a few colours and that they were likely a humanoid person when something caught the corner of his eye. Movement, it appeared as though his cup of tea was rapidly sliding towards him. Oh no! It would ruin his perfect suit!
Well... actually, tea was pretty easy to wash out by hand and it would barely show up on the black. However Ivor did not think about this right away. Nor did he think about what a rationally minded person would do in the situation of a cup of tea falling towards them. Grab it, maybe?
No, that was far too simple an idea for Ivor to think up. Quickly, two of the fingers on his right hand changed to look like a wand, and a shadowy projectile was thrown at the cup. It pierced the thing, causing it to shatter.
That ended up not being a good idea, because Ivor ended up getting hit with a spray of tea anyway. It would not be surprising if Kaylin did too. ”Hm,” He muttered to himself. Ivor was not quite sure how annoyed he was by that outcome. He supposed not terribly...
Oh. Wait. No, he was annoyed! How on earth had those events even begun to happen? He pulled his head up again to face Kaylin. He had heard a sound come from her earlier that sounded vaguely human, but could he really be expected to comprehend what it was the ditz had said? ”What on earth are you doing?” Ivor’s voice protruded a coldness that might have terrified the average man so much he turned to stone.
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Post by Kaylin McOlster on Dec 20, 2015 17:46:12 GMT -5
Smacking into a table didn’t really phase her at all, obvious by the words that poured from her mouth and basically blended together into a audible mess. The cape that Kaylin was so completely captivated by was just within her grasp!
The table had been tilting one way from her striking it, but having pulled her feet up as it rocked away from her, the middles of the bottom of her feet rested on the edge of the table. This began bringing the piece of furniture back towards her. Perhaps, if things had gone more slowly, the table would have leveled out, she would have landed upon the floor, and things would have resumed their normal pace. However! Much more fun was to be had.
The sound of shattered pieces clattering about echoed in her ears, not to mention a spray of liquid. Trying to shift her momentum back the opposite way, more of a natural reaction than a conscious one to get away from what had just sprayed her, the girl’s eyes grew insanely wide. When her brain finally managed to piece enough together that somehow this superhero had shattered the cup, she began laughing. Of course, this was accompanied by her attempting to shift momentum all atop a wobbling table. Table crashing one way with shards of glass and a small laughing meister toppling to the other, the girl hit the ground on her side and only slid a few inches.
Anyone could have heard the icy words from this irritable man. Well… anyone but Kaylin. Her mind was still spinning trying to keep up with what had happened. Jumping to her feet nearly as quickly as she had thrown herself to the ground, she rushed the new found amazing one. Nearly toppling herself again over a fallen table as she attempted to get at Ivor, she had by now stopped laughing but had a wide grin upon her face. Surprise had faded away into pure glee. Her hands grasped for the bottom hem of the cape wrapped around him, somehow avoiding a collision with the ground a second time.
“Let me try!”
It was hard to figure from what little she said, but somewhere in her little brain, the girl had solidified that these magic shattering powers came from Ivor’s cape. If she had succeeded in grabbing it at first, she would be tugging relentlessly. If he avoided her grasp, the girl would only continue in her frantic need to get this magic cape thing.
“I am missus wonderful cape wearing girl!”
Miracle have it, she even remembered what superhero she was pretending and wanting to be.
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