Roleplay

@Askurasaki [columns][center][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/608120/60811973p.png[/img][/center] [img]https://i.imgur.com/uvO4MWc.png[/img][nextcol][size=4][font=georgia][color=#613966] A scholarly-looking skydancer walks in, full attention on a book she seems to be writing in until she's near the front counter and puts her items away and giving Figuria her full attention. Thank goodness for that. It's always just a touch awkward to try and get people's attention to explain she [i]needs[/i] their attention to be able to understand their order. '[color=#715f96][i]Of course! I'll get started on your drink right away![/i][/color][color=#613966]' she signs with a smile before pausing and then signing rapidly once more, telling the skydancer she's welcome to take a seat and Figuria will bring her drink to her. '[color=#715f96][i]Here you are dear! I hope you enjoy this and the festival![/i][/color][color=#613966]' she signs before carefully grabbing the floating drink and placing it on the table in front of the skydancer.[/color][/font][/size][/columns] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/T4G5heb.png[/img] [img]https://www.keepingthepeas.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/12/mocha-latte-10.jpg[/img][/center]

@CelesticLeo [columns][center][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/608120/60811973p.png[/img][/center] [img]https://i.imgur.com/uvO4MWc.png[/img][nextcol][size=4][font=georgia][color=#613966] Figuria tilts her head at the nocturne's order, contemplating what to choose for the nocturne. Most of their items in the display case are spelled to keep at the perfect temperature for each item (and that in itself was a hassle to do before someone came up with the brilliant idea of adding that particular spell to the dishware), but there [i]were[/i] still quite a few choices to pick from. '[color=#715f96][i]Something warm and with meat. Alright, I'll have that out to you in just a moment.[/i][/color][color=#613966]' she signed, nodding at the nocturne before making her way over to the display case, confident that the nocturne would either understand her signs or be able to read her board. Grabbing the pastry she had in mind, she made her way back to her latest customer. '[color=#715f96][i]Here you are, one chicken pot pie, perfect for the cooler day we're having today.[/i][/color][color=#613966]' she signed at the nocturne, before turning her attention towards the customer that just walked in.[/color][/font][/size][/columns] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/T4G5heb.png[/img] [img]https://www.modernhoney.com/wp-content/uploads/2022/01/Chicken-Pot-Pie-2-scaled.jpg[/img][/center]

@Magmish @Semisketched [columns][center][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/608120/60811973p.png[/img][/center] [img]https://i.imgur.com/uvO4MWc.png[/img][nextcol][size=4][font=georgia][color=#613966] Figuria couldn't help but smile at the consideration the sprial showed to herself as well as the people he was picking up desserts for. After all, macaroons were her favorite dessert they offered at the cafe and she could easily understand their appeal as a gift for others. '[color=#715f96][i]Oh goodness, you're very sweet; I've been having a splendid day today. Two boxes of macaroons coming right up![/i][/color][color=#613966]' she signed, a broad, warm smile on her face as she made her way back towards the display case. Grabbing two pink to-go boxes, she snagged an assortment of nine macaroons for each box before sealing them with a pink ribbon and bringing them to the spiral waiting at the front counter. '[color=#715f96][i]Here you are dear; two to-go boxes of macaroons. I hope your day is splendid as well.[/i][/color][color=#613966]' she signed while smiling, already having put the boxed macaroons down in front of the spiral.[/color][/font][/size][/columns] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/T4G5heb.png[/img] [img]https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/1414/7912/articles/a-pink-keepsake-box-to-benefit-cancer-research-609173_2048x.jpg[/img][/center]

@Ajgreelyfan3 [columns][center][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/684056/68405525p.png[/img][/center] [img]https://i.imgur.com/uvO4MWc.png[/img][nextcol][size=4][font=georgia][color=#613966] Figuria could agree with the wildclaw on that; hot chocolate in this weather was an amazing choice. Signing that she would get started on the wildclaw's order, she first spelled the drink to make itself before setting to work on a 'stay dry' spell. Solid items worked best for this type of spell, so she spread out a small serving of chocolate shavings and got to work. Fingers glowing a soft pink as she signed out the spell; focus shifting when she was done and saw the drink was complete and patiently floating near her. Adding the chocolate shavings to the top of the drink, she then made her way back to the front counter. '[color=#715f96][i]Here you are dear, one hot chocolate topped off with a 'stay dry' spell. It only lasts a few hours, but I always find that a little bit of help beating the weather is a delight.[/i][/color][color=#613966]' she signed with a smile, drink already set down in front of the wildclaw.[/color][/font][/size][/columns] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/T4G5heb.png[/img] [img]https://storcpdkenticomedia.blob.core.windows.net/media/recipemanagementsystem/media/recipe-media-files/recipes/retail/x17/19739-rich-n-creamy-hot-chocolate-600x600.jpg?ext=.jpg[/img][/center]

@Doozie [columns][center][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/684056/68405525p.png[/img][/center] [img]https://i.imgur.com/uvO4MWc.png[/img][nextcol][size=4][font=georgia][color=#613966] Figuria couldn't help but be a bit perplexed by the fae's order. Did she mean a drink? A dessert or dish? With nothing but her gut to guide her, Figuria took a long look at the fae before coming to a decision with a nod about what would best suit her. Making her way over to the display case and snagging a plate as well, she grabbed the dessert she had decided on and spelled the dish to make it's way over to the fae as she followed in its wake. '[color=#715f96][i]Here you go; a serving of our specialty salted caramel mocha brownies. Do let me know if you'd like a to-go box and I'll send one your way.[/i][/color][color=#613966]' she signed, signaling with her head the location of the pink Cafe O'wlait to-go boxes before leaving the fae to her dessert.[/color][/font][/size][/columns] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/T4G5heb.png[/img] [img]https://bakingamoment.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/01/IMG_2183-best-salted-caramel-brownies-recipe.jpg[/img][/center]

@Beatoriche @CelesticLeo @Disillusionist @Elaendorlien @GrayGriffin @Storygeek [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/uvO4MWc.png[/img] [size=4][font=georgia][color=#613966] A soft pink envelope appears before you. It is sealed with the softly glowing emblem of the Cafe O'wlait. After a moment the envelope changes shape to that of a small letter. It reads: '[color=#715f96][i]To our most valued customer, we are proud to announce Cafe O'wlait is open for business once more. We eagerly await your future visit.[color=#613966] ' [b][i]Staff of Cafe O'wlait[/i][/b][/color][/font][/size][/center]

[columns][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/57410609][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/574107/57410609.png[/img][/url][nextcol][i](replying to [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/rp/3169545/14#post_52365043]this post[/url])[/i] Rukh tilts his head, and the feathers clustered around him slowly part. A pair of spectral forelegs emerges, signing the words "Thank you;" he also enunciates them as clearly as he can. His smile broadens as the board transcribes the Pearlcatcher's words more accurately. The hands disappear back beneath the feathers, and he picks up the tray with his jaws, his tail tip curling in his own version of a thumbs-up.[/columns] ----- [center][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/28592608][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/285927/28592608.png[/img][/url][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/770523][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/7706/770523.png[/img][/url] [b]Saturday[/b][/center] "Good day!" the Guardian booms, and his greeting is echoed by a smaller and more sumptuously garbed Skydancer. They two of them look around the cafe curiously, their noses twitching as they catch several delicious smells. "Lovely place they've got here. D'you think they're open after Starfall? This seems like a good place to buddy up with." "It wouldn't hurt to ask," the Skydancer says. He turns towards the counter, saying, "I'd like something that'll fill me up, please. I'm in the middle of a shift, and I've still got some hours ahead." "And I'll take whatever'll put me to sleep," the Guardian chimes in, stifling a yawn with a huge paw. "I'm off to bed once we get home. Probably gonna be another busy day tomorrow, too."

[center][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/74192199][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/741922/74192199_350.png[/img][/url][/center] The Fae from the first day was back, his Owlcat companion still padding behind him. "Hello again!" he said, as he landed on the counter. "I definitely enjoyed what you offered me last time, so I'd like to order again! Something sweet still, but maybe with a bit more sourness mixed in?" His tail tapped hopefully on the countertop.

[center][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/74192199][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/741922/74192199_350.png[/img][/url][/center] The Fae from the first day was back, his Owlcat companion still padding behind him. "Hello again!" he said, as he landed on the counter. "I definitely enjoyed what you offered me last time, so I'd like to order again! Something sweet still, but maybe with a bit more sourness mixed in?" His tail tapped hopefully on the countertop.

[center][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/73422][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/735/73422_350.png[/img][/url][/center] A brilliant Wildclaw appears in the cafe. Nobody saw him enter – or if they did, they have no memory. He looks young, but his eyes… They look ageless as the deities themselves, or nearly. He smiles. “I heard I could stop here. I find myself very thirsty; might I bother you for a refreshment of sorts? I do not mind what, I value your judgment.”