Roleplay

[center][b][size=7][color=darkolivegreen]F[/color] [color=darkgreen]A[/color] [color=green]R[/color] [color=forestgreen]R[/color] [color=seagreen]E[/color] [color=mediumseagreen]M[/color] [color=limegreen]O[/color] [color=springgreen]V[/color] [color=lawngreen]E[/color] [color=chartreuse]D[/color][/size][/b] [Size=6] ([url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/rp/2853250#post_2853250]IC[/url]) || [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/rp/2851181/1#post_2851181]OOC[/url][/size] Welcome to Little Mere, friend![/center] ----- ----- Hidden deep in the woods, far from the eyes of man, a bustling city sprawls, content. This is not a normal city though, not bay any means. This is a place where the fantastic come to hide away from the judgment and fear of humans. Protected by magics older than any currently living being, the city of Little Mere is eternally safe. Here is a place where fantastical beasts can come and live normally. Running coffie shops, earning an honest living, and being with those like them, hidden away in safety. Magic and legend run a mock in this safe haven. Want to meet a werewolf? One runs a tea shop! Want to see a being made of of magic? Theres one where you buy lunch! Myths walk the streets, happily safe. What adventures will the residents get into, far away from judgmental eyes? ----- ----- [center][b]Starting Time[/b] November 18, 12:35 pm[/center] ----- ----- [center][b]Tagline[/b] (these go before the rp part of the posts) [code][center]Name |:| Location |:| Time |:| Mentions[/center][/code] (Feel free to change these, they're just the basic info I want, spruced up a little)[/center] ----- ----- [center][b]Starting Positions[/b](optional) Averi - Averi is out in their mine in the woods, gathering materials. They have just discovered an obscenely large opal, about the size of their fist Cat - Cat is cleaning up in Black Forest, after the lunch rush. Micheal - Michael is on his lunch break, as are all the students. Bello - Bello is restacking books after a rather rude toddler came through and knocked down all the books on the third shelf, or around twenty bookcases. He is around half way done. Luca - Luca is mid mail run, taking a break to enjoy a fresh cookie he got from Black Forest after delivering a packet of sugar. Grey - Grey is cleaning her shop up after the lunch rush. Kyrialen - Kyrialen is "dying"(feeling sick and miserable) in a hollow under one of the larger trees in the park Aki - Aki is looking over some rare manuscripts someone who just came into an inheritance dropped off. They are in remarkable condition. [/center]

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Annnd we are up for business! I've given you guys simple starter prompts, that you can chose to or not to use, they're just the most likely situations. Whoo

((Thanks for the prompt! I hope you don't mind that I had my starter take place shortly after the scene described to avoid redundancy))

Averi hums a somber sort of song to themselves in the back room of Eyes of Avarice, an obvious contrast from their current mood. The work day had been unusually slow, so they had taken the opportunity to explore a promising side tunnel in the cave network he gathered resources from and it had turned out rather profitable. The profit in question was a rather large vein of opal, the purest gems of which now lay on Averi's work desk, newly cut and polished.

They had yet to decide what to do with the largest of the gems, but already Averi had made a trio of silver rings that glistened with small droplets of the new opals, and they were eager to show the creations off. Stepping out of the back room, Averi places the rings on one of the display pedestals facing the front window where the collection ('On sale for the next three days, plus an additional 30% off when buying the whole set!') could hopefully bedazzle any passerby. With nothing else left to do except return to business as usual, Averi makes sure the sign on the front door reads "OPEN!" and settles behind the front desk with the fantasy novel they are trying to finish and waits for any potential customers.

Finally, the lunch rush was over, and Cat could take a break. Cat detested the hours between 12:00 and 14:00, when everyone was off to lunch and of course, they needed a hefty helping of sugar to keep themselves going if they were to survive the rest of the day. Cat loved her job, surely, she loved the craft of it. But customers… Uhg. Customers were the worst, especially all at once. Plus, Cat was a night-owl. This particular time of day made her sleepy, and she just had to get away to keep herself from curling up and taking a nap right on the counter.

Hazelnut latte and paper bag in hand, Cat went for a stroll to pass her lunch break and stretch her legs. The sudden cold contrasted harshly with the warm and cozy inside of the shop, and it was enough to wake her up slightly. Window-shop with discontent over how broke she was at this time of the month, but she enjoyed shiny things… So of course, she’d stop by her favourite jewellers, have a chat with her buddy, maybe make a bribe...

“Aaaveriiii!” Cat mauwed, shuffling into the shop and placing the paper-bagged parcel of goodies on the counter with a loud thud to properly announce her presence. “I brought you something, for absolutely no reason at all other than the fact that I think you’re great!” She called in a sing-song voice. The heat of the store hit the girl square in the face, and feeling her laziness returning, Cat sunk down slightly, leaning on the glass counter lazily while admiring the new stock Averi had set out with content purrs. Cat adored opals. But she was more of a ruby gal herself…

As the school day drew to an end, Michael packed up his things, gave his workspace a quick dusting down and ran his fingertips over the dark wooden frames of the pictures he kept on his desk. It was as much a part of his daily routine as it was stopping by Misty Mountain after work for some Earl Grey to lift his spirits, sinking into his most favourite beanbag chair in the corner and stretching out his wings to his side to relax.

Michael, while rather introverted, enjoyed to work from the tea shop on most days rather than from home. Home wasn’t really homely or warm. It was too quiet, the walls echoed too much. Home was empty, and lonely, and it was just too easy for him to get lost in his thoughts.

Lucky for him, Grey has never said anything whenever he pulled out his papers or a book and spent a good chunk of his afternoons there, that was, when he didn’t have anything extracurricular going on, like the school choir or after-school tutoring.

Every once in a while, he’d look over to Grey though and give her a nod of thanks for tolerating him and order another cup, sometimes a snack. Sometimes he’d get lost in thought and start to hum while he graded… that always turned heads. He was a siren, after all. Today was one such day.

Michael was very often given gifts by his students, and the one he was engrossed in today was one he received from a tiefling student, Alexander Hamilton by Ron Chernow, who was reportedly another siren from history who swayed others simply with written word, instead of song. It made Michael wish he could go and see the musical, but for the moment he’d have to be satisfied with the soundtrack on his own, as he was sure seeing a winged man roaming the streets of New York City would not go over too well. What if he started singing along? That would be a disaster!

He couldn’t help but hum along to that particular soundtrack while he read along, but he was too lost in his own thoughts to even notice the staring crowd of customers starting to accumulate.

Averi//Eyes of Avarice//14:02//Interacting with Cat

Averi looked up from their book as Cat waltzes in through the door, making some invisible bell chime along with the sound of a paper bag landing on the counter. Cat was a regular that they were well acquainted with, and Averi enjoyed their energetic presence even if all she ever bought was trinkets on discount or prototype designs coaxed from the depths of their workshop.

"Good afternoon, Cat," Averi greeted her then eyes the bag that suspiciously resembles something with a bribe in it. "No reason at all this time?" They ask amusedly, "Are you sure you're not looking for rubies a week before payday again?" Despite the straightforward words, Averi's tone is light and without judgement as they know Cat's shopping habits well by now. With a small smile on their face, they stand and begin to place a few older pieces of jewelry on the counter for Cat's inspection to begin with. They wonder what's in the bag this time around.

Despite her size, upon hopping over to the next building with a few beats of large wings, Eos didn’t make enough noise to draw unintentional ire. Unless it was an especially still day, she could generally be brushed off along side the wind. She perched at the roof’s edge on top of Livingstone Books, years of practice ensuring that her talons never left any marks.

Letting go of the saddle which had numerous pouches and packages tied to it, Luca used the back of his hand to stifle a yawn. He pat the side of the feathered neck in front of him, gently scratching Eos as she chirred happily in response. He knew not or dilly daddle to long though, considering he’d already been an hour late...

...though at this point everyone in town probably just considers that on time.

A soft click later and a stiff tube wrapped in cloth had been removed from the avian, slinging it around over a should and curling his free hand around the neckband Eos wore. The beast leaned downward, gently lowering her friend to the ground right in front of the comfortable little shop.

The celestial tapped his knuckles against the doorframe upon finding the door left open, straying inside with a familiarity that came from visiting nearly everyday by default. He perused around looking for the half-demon that ran the shop, waving once he finally saw her, “Good morning Aki.” The tube from before slid off his shoulder and hung by the strap from his palm, being offered out to her. Whatever it was it must have been of value, considering, “The senders asked for it to be delivered to your hands directly.”

((My brain is kinda mush, but I wanted to get something out. Hopefully you don’t mind that I borrowed Aki’s prompt here with some tweaks ^^))

Cat |:| Eyes of Avarice|:| 14:00-ish |:| Mentions: Averi

“You caught me…” Cat shot a sheepish smile at the chimera while she dug though the paper bag. Her mouth pulled itself a little skew, as she pulled out two boxes of burgers and fries and a small wrapped bag of macarons, and slid them over the counter on accompanying napkins, as not to get Averi’s display messy with anything.

Cat paused a second, looking like she had something to say, but couldn’t really express it. Instead, she looked over to the new stock being packed out while she munched on her fries, more quiet than usual. Despite the façade of energy she entered with, she wasn’t able to keep it up for very long. Her mind was on the anniversary coming up… of her abandonment. And this was all very weird. Ever since then, Cat really kept everyone far away and suffered in silence, but that particular morning she woke up with a plan. Whether or not she’d be able to keep to it though suddenly seemed a lot harder.

“I’m not really here to shop.” Cat shuffled her feet around, looking as though her food was struggling to go down while the words were struggling to come out. “I was wondering, erm…”

This wasn’t smart. Sure, she knew Averi. She saw her all the time, they’ve talked a LOT, cat loved what she did and admired her work. But maybe this was weird, after all. Brave face, Cat. Radiate confidence!

“Do you want to hang out, like, after work, or something, and like… erm… Maybe do something?” Cat mumbled, hands fumbling and eyes darting between Averi, the fries and the display counter, before she broke down completely into a babbling mess. “I mean, it’s okay if you don’t want to do that, I’d totally understand you know, but I was thinking we hang out here all the time and maybe you’d want to come over and I could show you those designs we were talking about the other day and watch that movie you told me about or play video games or something, or you know, erm… Uuuhhh… Also, I added some extra cheese the burger, I hope that’s okay because I wasn’t sure what you’d like and I wanted it to taste extra good!”