The Strange Cafe

Fox

I smile and my eyes trail down her body just as a girl pushes through the doors and pushes me off the stool. "CARSON!" she screams. I look up at her and sigh, seeing a blonde haired girl with a tiny dress on. I stand, shaking. "H-Hi Clove..." I say, hating it how she called me by real name. She pulls me in and kisses me. I pull away, confused. "God, what the hell?!" I say, wiping my lips. She smiles, "Your my boyfriend...remember?"
I look at her, wide-eyed. "What?"

Bray

"Ow, ow, ow, ow!" I cry as she twist my arm, "I-I... Help. Just trying to help. Help! Help!"

Just as I smile and open my mouth to thank the kind woman, Fiona shrieks at me from across the room.
"Mariiikaa!! Could you please get back to your job? This gentlleman here needs service!" She gestures to a man getting his arm twisted by a girl who immidiately let's go and storms away to the other side of the room in a huff. I sigh and walk over, trying to discreetly tug the leotard up over by boobs. When I reach his table I smile.
"What can I get you, sir?"

Bray

The girl lets go of me and I fall on the floor, cradling my arm. I quickly sit back up in the stool to find the barkeeper there again, smiling.

"What can I get you, sir?" She asks.

I smile my best smile back and motion to my glass, which isn't there anymore.

"Oh," I frown for a moment, "A Bloody Mary'll do."

I look back up at her and smile.

I walk over to the counter where a tall glass sits already prepared. I take it and walk back to the guy, who is now sitting with his head resting on the table.
"Here you are sir" I say, placing the Bloody Mar on the table. A drop falls on my finger and I lick it off, eyes closed in bliss at the taste. When I open them, I see the customer watching intently. I blush and clear my throat.
"May I be of any other assistance tonight sir?"

Jezebell. (Bell)

I watch everything that went on from a far corner of the cafe. I keep hidden in the shadows, keeping my blood red eyes to myself. Everybody ignored me, and that's just how I liked it. I was half-expecting my brother to show up here, but he remained aloof. At the sight of the drink dilemma, I chuckled silently. I guess people were stranger than I thought to cause a scene like that.
My chest burned with each breath I took, causing me to wince on occasion when I felt like I was going to blow flames through my nose. I hoped I wouldn't; I didn't need the attention right now.

Lester Shiva

I walked in the cafe, keeping quiet for the time being. It was becoming murder trying not to show my dragon tail around other people. But then again, it was already murder trying to compose myself. I looked around and kept quiet, taking an order of blood. I needed something in my system before moving on, maybe some conversation as well if I had the time. In the meantime, I kept quiet in case something bad comes my way. Knowing from my past experiences since I ran away from my vampiric sire, trouble tends to find me no matter where I go.

Jezebell


I look at the strange creature that just walked in, finding him interesting. I tilted my head slightly to the side, glancing over him. He was ignoring everything, sensing he would get himself into trouble otherwise.
And speaking of trouble, my neck scorched as my dragon tattoo started to writhe. I ground my teeth together as the art separated from my body, becoming a live thing that settled on my shoulder.
"Yes, he's a strange one, isn't he?" The thing hissed, smoke curling from it's nose.
"Hush, Pyro," I growled. His claws dug into my hidden scaled flesh defiantly. I felt the blood trickle, and start to bleed through my clothes. I stood up quickly and dashed to the bathroom.

Tyracion

I slip into the cafe. It seems not unlike others I've been in. I take up a table in the corner, easily blending into the shadows in my black coat and hat. He hat shades my eyes as I observe the scene. Yes, it was simply a cafe. Just as every other one was simply a cafe.

Dawn

I slinked into this cafe because I smelled some milk, but where is the happy people to pet me...? Hmm, my feline senses tell me that the person in the corner with the hat is a good choice to pester.

I glanced over and the person which just entered. They didn't seem interesting, so I went back to glancing around. I wasn't sure if the waitress had seen me, but if she hadn't that was fine.

This person was alert, from the looks of them. My cat form told me that he hadn't seen me yet, so I walked up to him and rubbed his leg*

I looked down at the thing that touched me. It was..... a cat? I frowned at it, scooting my leg away from it a bit and trying to ignore it.

I grinned, thinking, This person wants to play! *Rubs him again*

I sighed. Usual, isn't it, with cats, they think your pant leg smells weird, tehy want to rub enough fur on it to make another cat. "Shoo." He said quietly, nudging it away with his foot.