-Watching the reaper leave, she curls her tail around her. Warming her up, feeling odd that the reaper came to talk to her. Her large gold eyes glance at everyone in the cafe, feeling crowded. She stood, walking outside and sitting down at the table.-
~Lady Death~
Down in the dark, alone at night. Bleeding and Torn... Broken in the light
"You didn't really answered the question, how did you come to do that job? No matter though-" He is interrupted by the waitress, who brings a cider. "Oh, that yours I believe."
'I disapprove of what you say, but I will defend to the death your right to say it.' -Stephen G. Tallentyre
"Great minds think alike- idiots are unpredictable"
-She sits in the sun, her tail warming up as it curls around the chair. Her ears flatten as she thinks, wondering as always. She looks up towards the sky for amusement, sadly finding nothing she pulls out her sketch pad once more and begins to sketch the cafe.-
~Lady Death~
Down in the dark, alone at night. Bleeding and Torn... Broken in the light
The Reaper grinned under his mask. he was liking this girl more and more.
"From a nightmare then? strange I don't remember you haunting any of my dreams lately, I usually remember a pretty face."
she didn't seem amused.
"Mind if I sit?" he asked not giving her time to refuse. "So," he said matter of factually "what brings lady of breeding such as yourself to this place?" he looked at the stale cake she had barely touched. "It can't be the confections."
"D*** the torpedoes! Four bells! Full speed ahead!"~ Admiral David Farragut
"It is none of your concern." Amelia said as she picked up her cup of tea. One sip and she put it back down. Not the tea she was used to back in England in Manchester. She smoothed her dress and sleeves. "Since you asked, I came in, as is obvious, for a cup of tea." The waiter came to the table. "May I have a cup of coffee instead and a bagel?"
Life is full of hard times and good times. Lift your chin up, Ladies and Gentlemen.
-She looks up towards the skyline, finding different shapes in the clouds. They seemed to Amuse the young wolf girl, her tassel sways happily. Finding shapes such as birds, circles, waves, and such. Her gold oculars watch as they slowly pass by.-
~Lady Death~
Down in the dark, alone at night. Bleeding and Torn... Broken in the light
-Robbin slowly stands up, stretches as she went back inside. Cooling off she sat back down in her stool, instantly her tassel curls around the stools legs. She yawns a bit, looking a little tired.-
~Lady Death~
Down in the dark, alone at night. Bleeding and Torn... Broken in the light
Oh wow, I'm gone for a few days and 38 comments already?! Thanks guys! I'll start to RP my character. :3
A sleek frame shadowed the entrance to the restaurant, a huge wolf-like figure standing next to her. Blonde hair with red streaks swayed with the wind, amber eyes sweeping the scene. "Are you sure this is a good idea?" The girl nervously ask the large wolf. "Yes, Seria." The wolf said in an exasperated tone, like she had asked him this over and over again. She started to walk, taking small, baby steps. She didn't want to come to the human world; there was too much risk here. Slowly, she made her way to the bar, and sat upon a stool, the wolf at her feet. "Morrak." She eyed him with a look of death. "I swear to the high gods that if-" "I won't let anything happen to you." He said, sweeping his grey furred tail over her ankles. She saw a few other people here, and that they had name tags, or cards. "Here." She grabbed two, and waved for the bar tender to come over. "I'll have a finnigan's line-Er," She stopped when the bartender looked like he didn't know, "A, er, Hazelnut nuttella cinnamon latte please, and a," She looked down at him, "A bowl of water. And I mean a bowl." He nodded, and walked off. She filled out the name cards, hers saying Seria, and hug it around her neck, and the other Morrak, and put it around his neck. The bartender came back with their drinks, she paid, and handed Morrak his water. She sipped her latte, her eyes darting around.
-She looks at the girl with the wolf that was her comrade, her large gold eyes watching them. She wonders if she has seen them before, her ears twist to listen to their converstation, wondering. Her tail curls even tighter around the stools legs. Her long hair blending to the color of her white tail and ears. She tries to read the name tags but decides to leave them be and speak with them later. As she looks back down to her sketches her tail lets go of the stool and begins to sway.-
~Lady Death~
Down in the dark, alone at night. Bleeding and Torn... Broken in the light
A tall man in a jet black trenchcoat, mirror sunglases, and a black fedora walks into the Cafe, staff in hand. His name is Rallegor. Rallegor has this issue, and the means to solve it. He is a Highly murderous Evoker, who has recently broken out of a top notch federal prison. The Bright side to all this, is that he only kills people who stand in the path of him and his target. The deaths are always collaterall damage. Anyways, Rallegor walks into the Cafe, sits down, and orders a cup of coffee, black, and a mint. After he recieves his coffee, he lets it sit and cool, before lighting it on fire, warming it up until it boiled. he then levitated the mint, melted it, let it mix around in his coffee, and then drank the concoction. Rallegor then proceded to walk out the door, and light the building on fire. He chuckled at the sound of people screaming. Sometimes, people just dont understand the meaning of 'get out'. he had lit the diner on fire because of the poor quality of the coffee. it was so hard to find any good coffee these days.
"Fourty-two" - Deep Thought
"There is no spoon" -Strange Child
"C IS FOR COOKIE! THATS GOOD ENOUGH FOR ME!" - Cookie Monster, may he Rest In Peace
-She sighs, noticing the fire. She only sits there, knowing it wouldnt bother her. She was a demon from hell, she turns her cold heartless gaze towards the man who had started the fire. She stands up, walking out and past him, her tail flickering as her ears perk up to the screams around her. She scratches her nose,then sighing she looks for another place to sit at and have a quiet place to think. Still glaring at the man, or what ever he was. She only glances around, her gold eyes seeing nothing that seemed to her liking nor that amused her.-
~Lady Death~
Down in the dark, alone at night. Bleeding and Torn... Broken in the light
As the wolf-girl, demon, whatever walked by him, Rallegor got the strange impression that she wasn't afraid of him. 'Well,' he thought to himself, 'we'll have to do something about that'. Being the Evoker he was, a master of all hurtful magic, he tripped her, then held her by her feet in the air, then slowly jabbed her with a magical needle, hitting veins, arteries, her liver, some odd black thing he could only imagine to be a heart, as it was pumping something magical through her system. then, just for the heck of it, he let her bleed until only a pint of blood remained, then he drew all magic out of her, and trapped her in a cage of arcane.
"Fourty-two" - Deep Thought
"There is no spoon" -Strange Child
"C IS FOR COOKIE! THATS GOOD ENOUGH FOR ME!" - Cookie Monster, may he Rest In Peace
Life is full of hard times and good times. Lift your chin up, Ladies and Gentlemen.
