<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/9s8nO7C.png)   </div><strong>Name~</strong>Artemis Baker<br/><br/><strong>When~</strong>9/17 - morning<br/><br/><strong>Tagging~</strong>Rui, Mara<br/><br/><strong>Side Note~</strong><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Artemis groaned as he shambled wearily down the street, looking almost like a zombie, dead on his feet. Despite the fact that it was the top of the morning, the boy's night had only just now finally ended, his mistress keeping him up all night searching through the forest for a variety nymph that were, in her words, "especially frisky between midnight and dawn", their various fluids apparently vital for a great deal of tonics and potions. They hadn't encountered any "Frisky Nymphs", though one or two Ents had taken umbrage with the fact that two witches were poking around causing trouble in the wee hours of the night. After that his lesson had changed from "nymph juice extraction" to "combating plant-based fae 101". No one involved had been seriously harmed in the ensuing conflict, but a few fire spells had gotten tossed around as a show of force before hostilities finally dissolved, the smell of smoke still lingering on the boy's darkly colored "stealth robes".<br/><br/>When sun's first light finally broke over the canopy Lady Branwen had mercifully called their lesson to a close, leaving the boy to trek his way back home as she portaled away to god knows where. It was her idea of making sure he got his proper exercise, conveniently forgetting that he had been hiking through the god damn woods for hours on end already! The boy sighed, knowing there was nothing he could do about it now. Sore and achy the boy weaved his way casually threw the crowd as he made his way towards down town, wanting nothing more than to get home, crash, and sleep for the rest of his life. While normally his ornate mage robes might have drawn the attention of surrounding humans, fortunately his current outfit was lowkey enough that he could pass for a normal human. Well...not a "normal" human per say, he still looked like some kind of cosplayer or "avant garde" high fashion nut, but it wasn't flamboyant enough to draw too much of a discerning eye.<br/><br/>Despite the boy's single minded drive to get to a bed as quickly as possible, the boy suddenly found himself stopping as something stood out in the corner of his eye. Turning he saw that the building that had been being renovated over the past few months, something he had seen from time to time as he passed through the area, had finally finished construction. Now it was some kind of restaurant, "Cafe...de Fae?..." the boy murmured as he read the sign from across the street. What an odd name, though even odder still was the fact that despite being a brand new cafe in the midst of what seemed to be it's opening week, no one walking by was going in...or even turning to glimpse at it, showing absolutely no acknowledgement of the building whatsoever. On a hunch the boy took a step back into a nearby alcove and traced a circle across his forehead, dotting it with a poke of his finger to mime an "eye" shape.<br/><br/>When he closed and opened his eyes again they were lightly glowing an ephemeral blue, and as he scanned across the street most of it's buildings and pedestrians glowed a similar light blue color. However as his gaze passed over the cafe and the scarce few people who were actually entering it they all glowed with a vibrant purple light, a sign that they were practically radiating supernatural energy, "huh...." the boy muttered, blinking the spell away, "So Cafe de Fae's not just a fancy name huh...how odd..." the boy mused, rubbing his chin, wondering what to do. The smart answer was to ignore it and head home so he could go to sleep in peace. After all it's not like whatever this cafe was was doing anything insidious, and even if it had been he wasn't any kind of authority nor was it his responsibility to try and stop it. However at the same time even exhausted as he was this new discovery left him incredibly curious. It wasn't every day one came across this kind of anomaly...well, not without his mentor there to toss him face first into it. Perhaps he should take this opportunity to explore a part of the supernatural world at a more leisurely pace. Not to mention, as tired as he was, he was also starving!<br/><br/>Taking a deep breath to still himself, and standing up nice and straight, the young man boldly stepped across the street towards the cafe, ready to explore this strange new world on his own. On his way inside he noticed another young man, one with leafy green hair, standing outside musing at the establishment. The fact that he had actually taken note of the cafe alone was enough to tell he wasn't human, though his deciphering spell earlier had made it clear that he was some kind of supernatural. He didn't know why, but for some reason being so close to a fae, technically one of "his kind" in such a casual setting made him kind of nervous, sapping all the confidence he had mustered just seconds prior, "Uh...hey, morning..." he muttered awkwardly as he passed the man, not really making conversation but feeling like he'd be rude if he just brushed past without saying anything. When he actually stepped inside the cafe he was immediately taken back by how...<em>normal</em>it was. It didn't exactly scream "magical fae cafe", but then again what did he really expect. Still he was intrigued by it all the same, and despite there being a clear host area to wait to be seated the boy found himself wandering into the dining area like a lost child, gawking at the decor and various set ups as he went, looking very much out of place despite being just as much a fae as anyone else in the building.<br/>