Café de Fae ~ Café
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				Title: <strong>Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Talra Di Deliren</strong> on <strong>14-09-2016, 21:26:31</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://s21.postimg.org/6gf40rv8n/banner_cafe.png)<br><br><br>(http://retaildesignblog.net/wp-content/uploads/2012/08/Cafe-Cafe-Prague-04.jpg)</div><br><br><div style="text-align: right;">~ OOC (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=256030.0)<br>~ Bar (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=256068.0)<br>~ Courtyard (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=256069.0)<br>~ Hotel (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=256070.0)<br>~ Characters (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=257818.0)</div><br><div class="codeheader">Code: (In Character Post) <a href="#" onclick="return smfSelectText(this);" class="codeoperation">[Select]</a></div><pre style="margin: 0; padding: 0;"><code class="bbc_code">[floatleft][img width=150][/img]&nbsp; &nbsp;[/floatleft]<br>[b]Name~[/b] <br><br>[b]Job~[/b] Post badge here if working for café, if not just erase this part.<br><br>[b]When~[/b] <br><br>[b]Tagging~[/b] <br><br>[b]Side Note~[/b] <br><br>[hr]</code></pre>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Talra Di Deliren</strong> on <strong>15-09-2016, 14:25:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/46/03/e9/4603e9bf9db1911a3af1ea6d5a43b143.jpg)&nbsp; &nbsp;</div><strong>Name~</strong> Avynn Galagous<br><br><strong>Job~</strong> Owner/Boss<br><br><strong>When~</strong> September 15, mid afternoon<br><br><strong>Tagging~</strong> n/a<br><br><strong>Side Note~</strong> Starting off time and day for the flow. This will be the grand opening. Sorry for short post, I gotta get to work. Edit: worked on it as it seems my ride is late. <br><br><hr><br>Grand Opening. Yay... He wasn't quite sure to be excited or bored. Instead he lit a cigarette with his own breath and began to smoke in the silence. The café, after being finished with construction and filled with accessories, looked spectacular and clean. Only that he didn't have any cooks yet that the store can only serve drinks made by him. <br><br>"Coffee is our specialty..." he said out loud as though waiting for someone to hear from outside. <br><br>Those humans...just walking along minding their own business. They didn't know anything about the old around them. The poor fools. How do they think this world goes round? They would have destroyed the planet a long time ago if they were the top species they thought they were. Fools they are and will be. <br><br>He slipped his eyepatch back on and stepped out. "Welcome! Café de Fae is open! Come on in and enjoy a cup of coffee, or tea if you so desire." His french accent sounded stronger with his voice raised. His words though didn't reach a single human. Just as he wanted. Only the Fae may enter. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SMR Rein</strong> on <strong>16-09-2016, 01:52:55</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/7e/ba/58/7eba58c0e7f5fcb8d9db30bf301120d0.jpg)&nbsp; &nbsp;</div><strong>Name~</strong>Caliroesis<br><br><strong>When~</strong>15 September, mid-afternoon<br><br><strong>Tagging~</strong>Avynn Galagous<br><br><strong>Side Note~</strong><br><br><hr>Being clothed was not common for a nymph. But, she had some experience with the other inhabitants of the world. A lack of clothes brought interesting events - either she was shunned for being unclean, or she was propositioned by eager parties. While she enjoyed a good romp now and again, there was more to see and do than that. So, she took on the custom of hiding her body behind a short dress forged by weaving large leaves together and tying the ends with pieces of vine. The makeshift garb still stood out, but at least she wasn't attracting as much attention.<br><br>The café stood out to her. Probably because it wasn't for human eyes. There was a magic about, she'd noticed, that kept humans from entering. Which interested her. She had passed the café many times on her casual strolls through the human world. Today, though, she felt drawn to actually see what awaited on the other side of the door. She stood at the edge of the threshold, frowning at the wood from which the door was fashioned. She wasn't dissuaded from the building, though. The tree that had given itself for the door was long dead, but the wood still held a touch of the forest from which it had come. It had been a dying tree, anyway, so she didn't feel so dismayed.<br><br>"Coffee is our specialty..." someone said from inside the café.<br><br>She hesitated. What was "coffee?" Then, the door began to open. She darted aside and hid in the foliage nearby. No one responded to the man's invitation. He seemed harmless enough, though. She emerged from the bushes and studied him carefully.<br><br>"Hello, mortal," she said. Her voice was sultry, without effort. No matter what emotion she felt, her voice always had an alluring quality to it. Even if she didn't want it to. "I am here to..."<br><br>She cocked her head to one side, thinking. What <em>was</em> she going to do here?<br><br>"I will try some of your 'coffee,'" she said after a moment of thought.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Talra Di Deliren</strong> on <strong>16-09-2016, 02:41:46</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/46/03/e9/4603e9bf9db1911a3af1ea6d5a43b143.jpg)&nbsp; &nbsp;</div><strong>Name~</strong> Avynn Galagous<br><br><strong>Job~</strong> Owner/Boss<br><br><strong>When~</strong> September 15, mid afternoon<br><br><strong>Tagging~</strong> Caliroesis<br><br><strong>Side Note~</strong>&nbsp; <br><br><hr><br>A voice slightly made him jolt and unconsciously check for his eyepatch. Though he hated the piece he wasn't quite used to having his eye exposed to anyone, Fae or not. Still, the voice didn't belong to that of a human. Especially her wording of mortal. A frown shown his dislike of such a title to him. Her looks was one of such beauty that could capture any man. Fortunately for him, he hated women. They could thank his mother for that.<br><br>Either way, he couldn't keep his eye from her. "I see..." He studied her before giving her a warm smile, putting out his cigarette with his thump and forefinger. "Come inside and I'll prepare something for you."<br><br>He graciously opened the door for her to enter before following after and heading behind the counter. Turning on the coffee machine, and checked the café for any other activity before pulling off the eyepatch. "Much better..." A red iris surrounded in a black mass looked back towards her. "How would a beautiful nymph like her coffee? Dark and strong? Or milky and soft?" He poured some beans in the machine and a grinding sound resonated from it. "Oh, and in case you are wondering...I am only half mortal. I come from a lineage of dark beings, but don't worry. I don't follow their customs except my own." He offered a friendly smile as proof.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SMR Rein</strong> on <strong>16-09-2016, 04:34:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/7e/ba/58/7eba58c0e7f5fcb8d9db30bf301120d0.jpg)&nbsp; &nbsp;</div><strong>Name~</strong>Caliroesis<br><br><strong>When~</strong>15 September, mid-afternoon<br><br><strong>Tagging~</strong>Avynn Galagous<br><br><strong>Side Note~</strong><br><br><hr>She watched him touch his eyepatch before entering the building. Inside, she surveyed the tables and chairs, and the counter. The decor was light and easy, something few could object to. She found it pleasing, though she would have preferred if there were some vines growing on the walls. And maybe a fruit-bearing tree in the center. Something homey and familiar. But, this was good enough.<br><br>She took a seat at the counter and watched the strange device that was apparently making the coffee. His red eye made him seem much less human, and more intriguing.<br><br>"Dark beings," she repeated. She wondered which ones he meant. He looked mostly human, so she couldn't let appearances be the tell-all. "Half-mortal. Interesting."<br><br>She looked at the coffee making machine again. "I have never consumed coffee before. What is the proper way to consume it?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HarleyQuinn</strong> on <strong>16-09-2016, 05:35:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i64.tinypic.com/2e1svna.jpg)&nbsp; &nbsp;</div><strong>Name~</strong> Jai.<br><br><strong>Job~</strong> Host.<br><br><strong>When~</strong> September 15; Mid-Afternoon.<br><br><strong>Tagging~</strong> None, yet.<br><br><strong>Side Note~</strong> She does notice Cali and Avynn.<br><br><hr><br>Dark eyes peered down at the watch that adorned her wrist and noted the time. She didn't have to be at work until a couple of more hours but she was feeling restless and wanted to get to know the place and those that she would be working with. Not that she thought they would be enemies, but she liked to keep her 'friends' close. That's just who she was and she couldn't change that about her. She could try but it hadn't necessarily worked before. Her long legs easily carried her through the crowd, catching the different scent of the humans that she mingled with. It wasn't rare for her to be in the human world. What was rare was how long she had been in this world. She felt as if she was losing her own identity and was glad when she had stumbled upon Cafe Fae by accident one day.<br><br>To other, the Cafe wasn't totally noticeable but to those that weren't it stood out a like a beacon of hope. Maybe she could be herself and fit into the human world. A quandary no doubt. Manicured fingers tucked long strands of her hair behind her pierced ear as she crossed the street to the cafe. It was a bit chilly in September so she had made sure to dress accordingly. She couldn't exactly walk around naked. The black leggings clung to her curves and she was thankful that the calf-high heeled boots had broken in the fall before. The black sweater clung to her curves, the cowl dipping low enough to just show the faintest bit of cleavage. She felt a mans eyes on her as she brushed past a group and she couldn't help but smile and wink, the man blushing and scurrying away after being caught.<br><br>She giggled to herself and pushed open the Cafe doors, the din from outside dying down. She wiped her feet off onto the mat, not wanting to incur Avynn's wrath just yet this morning. She spotted Avynn and another woman talking and headed towards them before hanging back. She wasn't one to interrupt and she wasn't about to start now. First impressions did matter to her. Especially on the first day of her new job. The idea of failing her and then finding a new home just wasn't appealing to her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Talra Di Deliren</strong> on <strong>16-09-2016, 15:48:44</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/46/03/e9/4603e9bf9db1911a3af1ea6d5a43b143.jpg)&nbsp; &nbsp;</div><strong>Name~</strong> Avynn Galagous<br><br><strong>Job~</strong> Owner/Boss<br><br><strong>When~</strong> September 15, mid afternoon<br><br><strong>Tagging~</strong> Caliroesis and Jai<br><br><strong>Side Note~</strong>&nbsp; I need to modify badges and I'll send you (Jai) yours if you like to tag it into your posts. <br><br><hr><br>Not knowing coffee must be that she kept close to her nature. Though humans discovered the coffee bean, it was a delicacy around the world. He gave her a wink and started mixing a couple milks and upon stirring he used a bit of his pyro ability, causing a bit of steam. Then he walked around the counter and handed her to cup. "It's hot, so be careful. I added hazelnut milk and a sweetener for a lovely start of a wonderful addiction." The top of the drink displayed a milky leaf above the dark liquid. <br><br>Then he heard the door open and upon the entrance was yet another beauty. This one he recognized among applicants. His oddly different eyes looked her up and down before he smiled to her. "Didn't think anyone would be coming in today, but here you are. Jai, is it?"<br><br>Without leaving time for much introductions he hurried being the counter and into a door leading to his office. When he returned he held out something to the striking woman. "This here will be your badge. I care little if you show it or not...quite frankly I do believe it won't be difficult to tell whether or not you're a host. I'm quite pleased, to say the least."<br><br>Ah, what a great start. The grand opening was going smoothly. First a customer and now his first employee. And neither a human. Everything was going exactly according to his plans. He hadn't felt such joy before. Turning to the nymph, he gave a slight bow with his head. "As part of my opening of this store, all within this café is on the house. Please feel free to ask for anything and do as you please."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>16-09-2016, 19:10:44</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.superbwallpapers.com/wallpapers/movies/young-agent-k-men-in-black-iii-12850-1920x1080.jpg)</div> <strong>Name:</strong> John Smith<br><strong>Job:</strong> Inspector from The Bureau<br><strong>Time:</strong>&nbsp; Sept. 15, Mid-Afternoon<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Jai, Caliroesis, Avynn, Open<br><br>-------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br><div class="floatright">(http://auto-database.com/image/pictures-of-ford-crown-victoria-17499.jpg)</div><br>From around the Block's corner, a 2014 black Ford Crown Victoria eased around the bend. Its deep rich black paint still looked wet. The dark tinted windows refusing the passerby to see the occupant behind the wheel. It rolled down the avenue with a soft rumble. The Crown Vic glided into a parking spot on the side of the road just in front of Cafe De Fae. The engine cut out as the driver side door opened. A pair of perfectly polished oxfords stepped out, and upon the asphalt. The Driver sliding out afterwards, and standing up. His 5'11" frame was athletic, but hidden well underneath his Regulation suit of a pressed black pants, and jacket. A perfectly white button up shirt seen from underneath the jacket. A straight black tie hanging down from his neck. A perfect shaven square jaw was set as the Man turned his head a bit. Taking in the neighborhood. His gaze hidden behind a pair of onyx black sunglasses. The man's entire image was to exude conformity, and anonymity.<br><br>Inspector John Smith took in the neighborhood where this "Cafe De Fae" was opening. The proper permits have been filed with both the local government, and Council Representative as well as the fees paid. This<em> Avynn Galagous</em> had did his research, and it paid off with the expeditious approval of his applications. Turning, Inspector Smith closed the door to is car, and walked around the front towards the entrance of the building. He could see the Humans walking by the place as if it was completely invisible, regardless of the "Grand Opening" Sandwich board just outside. Effortlessly, Smith navigated through the throng of sidewalk goes. Many not taking any notice of him as they were completely focused on the latest twitter feed, Pokemon Go Catch, or whatever techno fetish they were currently engrossed in. Though as he passed over a particular crack in the sidewalk. He felt a wave of nausea briefly wash over him as he stopped, and looked down at the crack. "<em>A field has been erected to keep humans out. Good.</em>" he mentally cataloged before continuing towards the door. <br><br>Reaching out, John took the ornate door handle, and pulled the door open to enter into the building. An almost whimsical chime announcing his entrance to those inside. Once inside, he took a moment to survey the Cafe's entrance. Brick walls, a bit of the industrial theme with the exposed "HVAC", and track lighting. Vaulted ceilings making conversation easy even with light music playing. A small counter, and display case tucked away in the corner. Already John could see three people. One of them, undoubtedly, Mr Galagous. All in all, it was a very nice cafe. looks like a place one could enjoy a cup of coffee. Crossing the room, he approached the group of three. His gaze hidden behind his sunglasses as he took in the three before him. One was most assuredly a Nymph. Her dress made of leaves standing out, but one could easily say it was a Fashion trend from a foreign country. Another, a woman with clothing that did more than enough to compliment her features. Finally a young man with different colored eyes. <br><br>"Good afternoon. I'm Inspector John Smith with the Bureau." John greeted the three. His tone even, and measured. Professionally distant. Turning his attention to Avynn, John extended his hand to shake. "Am I correct in assuming you're Mr. Avynn Galagous?" John asked, his dark shades seemingly twin black holes in the middle of his face. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Talra Di Deliren</strong> on <strong>16-09-2016, 20:57:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/46/03/e9/4603e9bf9db1911a3af1ea6d5a43b143.jpg)&nbsp; &nbsp;</div><strong>Name~</strong> Avynn Galagous<br><br><strong>Job~</strong> Owner/Boss<br><br><strong>When~</strong> September 15, mid afternoon<br><br><strong>Tagging~</strong> Caliroesis and Jai and John<br><br><strong>Side Note~</strong>&nbsp; <br><br><hr><br>The two females were a nice glow to the store, giving off quite the vibe he was hoping for. He straightened himself and excused himself to the office once more. If he were going to have his first employee come to work in such attire, he might as well dress his best too. He buttoned up his black shirt and tied a tie around his neck, all the while frowning. Wearing such a thing was constricting but better than that damn eyepatch. Finally his store was showing some interest and he can get to work. <br><br>Then something felt off. He met up back with the girls and gave a smile. "Now how may we serve you today? Is the coffee..." he paused as his eyes were falling to those doors as they opened and immediately something foul entered. His eyes widened and heart rate speeding up. Impossible. Not even they were supposed to come through and yet this man in black walked through as though nothing bothered him. He was like a robot. They all were. Did they even have eyes? Of course they do, they're human. <br><br>Avynn had to swallow a puff of smoke and refrained from burning the human to a crisp. He still had to keep up appearances. Although it was a friendly gesture, he didn't accept the hand extended out to him. "Yes, I am Avynn Galagous..." his voice obviously held distaste as he crossed his arms. This had to be more than a visit to his precious café, so he turned to Jai. "I appologize for the interruption, but could you be a dear and keep our guest company while we have a talk? I believe the courtyard would be to your liking, miss," he lastly said to the nymph before returning to the man before them. "My office," he gestured behind the counter.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>16-09-2016, 22:17:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i66.tinypic.com/2yl7f68.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name~</strong> Akira Hayama<br><br><strong>Job~</strong> (https://s15.postimg.org/sdei37eiz/banners6.png)<br><br><strong>When~</strong> September 15, mid afternoon<br><br><strong>Tagging~</strong> Jai, Caliroesis, Avynn, John, Open<br><br><strong>Side Note~</strong> For anyone else who might be at the cafe at this particular time, or who want to enter the current conversation going on now.<br><br></span><div class="floatright">(http://i68.tinypic.com/29kpglw.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">Akira sighed and reached up to rub his forehead. He'd never been comfortable working amongst humans. After all, Akira wasn't human, even though he looked like one. But it could have been worse, Akira could have needed to hide body parts.<br><br>Like a forked tail, pointed ears, scales, supernatural skin or similar things. But Akira's body was pretty much similar to that of a human's, at least on the outside. Being a shapeshifter was easy to conceal, as long as he didn't shift.<br><br>At least not out in public view.<br><br>But that was easier said than done, since Akira's body tended to start to itch when he didn't shift at least once a day.<br><br>For a few hours or so. The itch would turn into an unbearable one after twelve hours and by the end of twenty-four hours, it would result in Akira rolling around on the floor, trying to scratch an inner itch that could never be satisfied in this way.<br><br>That is, not until he gave in and shifted into another form. Usually, Akira gave up and shifted on his lunch break, a perfect time to do so, and tended to eat as someone else. He'd been working as a computer technician for the past few years and had developed some nice skills in that department. Akira didn't want to work with computers but it wasn't as if he knew what he wanted to do right now.<br><br>Not with his life, so had never really explored all his options. But the one thing he <em>did</em> know, was that he needed a place to relax and not have to worry about people finding out about who he really was.<br><br>And that was when Akira had happened to come across Cafe de Fae, a place that most humans went right past, without even sparing a glance in its direction. At first he'd thought people just weren't interested in the cafe or were too busy to stop and look inside. But then, he'd seen eyes gaze right over it as if they couldn't even see the place. That intrigued him and Akira had gone inside the cafe.<br><br>He'd met with the owner and had been offered a job as a host out of nowhere.<br><br>Unable to outright refuse such an offer, Akira had told him he'd think about it and get back to him later. He'd found out more about the cafe and after realizing that it was a place where he could actually be himself, the cafe became even more appealing to him. Not to mention the fact that if he worked there, he could even quit his current job, which was starting to become troublesome to him.<br><br>After having made a decision, Akira shifted into another human's form and quit his job. He also moved out of the hotel he'd been living in to cut costs and checked into a hotel that happened to be nearby the cafe. If he lived here, even more costs would be cut and make things easier for him. A few days later, Akira found himself out in the backyard of the hotel, thinking about his new job to be a host.<br><br>Ah, the backyard was breathtaking beautiful to him. Akira had always loved nature and being outside and this area encompassed both and made him feel quite happy about just being alive. He closed his eyes, leaning back onto one of the stones that made up the pretty mini waterfall, as a light breeze ruffled his hair. Avynn had told him to come for the evening shift, as that was when most would come.<br><br>Akira ran a hand through his blond hair as a few strands fell into his blue eyes. This form was his actual real one. The one he'd been born with and was the most comfortable being seen as. But he only tended to use it when he was alone. This time though, Akira decided to indulge and got to his feet, heading over to his room. He made sure his clothes were clean, in place and his hair combed nicely.<br><br>Once done, Akira headed over to where the cafe was located and opened the doors. Akira's blue eyes flickered over those within, two females, a man in black and the owner. One of the females looked like a nymph, while the other one appeared to be some sort of seductress? Perhaps a succubus or something along those lines? However, the man in black didn't give off any sort of supernatural vibe.<br><br>Who was he? Akira didn't say anything but it was obvious that a tense atmosphere had filled the room as he stared at the small gathering near the counter.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SMR Rein</strong> on <strong>16-09-2016, 23:32:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/7e/ba/58/7eba58c0e7f5fcb8d9db30bf301120d0.jpg)&nbsp; &nbsp;</div><strong>Name~</strong>Caliroesis<br><br><strong>When~</strong>15 September, mid-afternoon<br><br><strong>Tagging~</strong>Avynn Galagous, Jai, John Smith, Akira Hayama, Open<br><br><strong>Side Note~</strong> <br><br><hr>She studied Avynn's actions as he prepared her coffee. When he presented her a cup, she was slightly surprised. She had been expecting something to eat. She held the cup close and sniffed the contents. The scent tickled her nose and she wiggled it to prevent a sneeze. Carefully, she tipped the edge toward her lips and took a small sip of the hot liquid. The hazelnut flavor was immediately noticeable. The curious taste left her uncertain. It didn't taste bad. In fact, it was quite delicious. She took another sip as Avynn approached the other woman who had just entered.<br><br>She listened quietly and learned a name. Jai. She was a beautiful creature, Caliroesis decided. One she could see mingling bodies with. She sipped her coffee again, her dark green eyes planted on Jai. Then, a man walked in. A human... She was confused. No human had ever entered the café as far as she knew. What was he doing here? Without having to even leave her seat at the counter, she learned just that. He spoke to the owner, and learned two new names. John Smith and Avynn Galagous. Already she knew things about three people and all she had done was order a funny little drink. Speaking of which... she took a long sip.<br><br>The human was an inspector from a bureau, whatever that meant. Did he inspect the building? For what? And why? Why wold a human be needed to inspect an establishment meant for non-humans? John Smith's arrival created many questions. And then, yet another person entered. This was looked human. But there was something about him that told Caliroesis that he was more than he appeared. Could she learn his name, too, without asking?<br><br>She sipped some more coffee and waited. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>20-09-2016, 02:34:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.superbwallpapers.com/wallpapers/movies/young-agent-k-men-in-black-iii-12850-1920x1080.jpg)</div> <strong>Name:</strong> John Smith<br><strong>Job:</strong> Inspector from The Bureau<br><strong>Time:</strong>&nbsp; Sept. 15, Mid-Afternoon<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Jai, Caliroesis, Avynn, Akira,&nbsp; Open<br><br>---------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>John stood there, his hand held out in a respectful Gesture. As it became clear that Avynn was not going to shake his hand, John let it return to his side as his deep black sunglasses seemed to draw all the light from the room. And though one could not see John's eyes. There was a distinct sensation of being watched. His lips held in a neutral expression as the disgust that Avynn displayed by his mere presence could easily be seen. The young hybrid made no attempts to hide it. Yet, John didn't appear to be offended, or even register it. John picked up on the curiosity from the Nymph as well, but didn't register the noticing as his business was with the Cafe's owner. <br><br>Avynn would turn and request his hostess to see to the Customer's needs while they talked. Even suggesting to show her to the courtyard where she could get some fresh air, and sun. Quite considerate, and displayed tact for one so young, before telling John they were going to his office. Gesturing to a door behind the counter. John simply nodded as he followed Avynn to the back. Though as he followed the Hybrid, a flash of movement from the direction of the court yard caught John's attention as his head tilted just enough for him to see Akira entering from the court yard. <br><br>Once inside the office, John waited for Avynn to close the door, and get comfortable. Meanwhile, he simply stood with his feet shoulder width apart, and his hands clasped in front. Once it appeared that Avynn was ready, John spoke. "Your <em>Benefactor</em> was unable to keep the Council from taking notice your actions. Your project has garnered much attention from many members of the Fae Council, Mr. Galagous." John stated in an even, almost robotic tone. "They are curious to see if your "Haven" for Fae within a dense human population center would be successful, and are willing to let you continue to operate as you see fit. So long as it is in compliance with Fae Council Law." John explained. Pausing to let that bit of news to sink in.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Talra Di Deliren</strong> on <strong>20-09-2016, 23:52:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/46/03/e9/4603e9bf9db1911a3af1ea6d5a43b143.jpg)&nbsp; &nbsp;</div><strong>Name~</strong> Avynn Galagous<br><br><strong>Job~</strong> Owner/Boss<br><br><strong>When~</strong> September 15, mid afternoon<br><br><strong>Tagging~</strong> John<br><br><strong>Side Note~</strong>&nbsp; <br><br><hr><br>After shutting the door, Avynn looked at the man in black wearily. Although he was human, he was part of that organization that knew about both sides and the Fae Order. Actually he was kind of nervous around the man. What he was here for could mean business, whether it was to see things through or shut things down. He had to show this place was meant to be. <br><br>It was his voice, stance, and hidden eyes that made things worse. "Do you guys ever relax...?" he asked as he walked behind his desk and pulled out an unopen box of cigarettes. He lit one with just his breath and started inhaling the bitter nectar. He sat on the edge of the desk and raised a brow at John. "So everyone is uncertain about my café... Of course they would. My benefactor you speak of is none other than the king of Hell himself. The guy loves toying with humans and Fae alike. Not like how the gods keep to themselves."<br><br>He stood up and looked up at the tall, almost robotic-like, man before him. He'd make for an amazing body guard just by his looks alone, if not for the human part. "Does this mean you will be <em>inspecting</em> my shop for a while then? I'm pretty sure you saw from outside that no human, aside from yourself that is, will even give this place a second glance. Even in the backyard there is a wall within a field that keeps viewers from viewing. My customers need a place to be themselves, correct? That is why it's been built in the first place." Avynn noted with a bit of malice. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>27-09-2016, 17:54:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.superbwallpapers.com/wallpapers/movies/young-agent-k-men-in-black-iii-12850-1920x1080.jpg)</div> <strong>Name:</strong> John Smith<br><strong>Job:</strong> Inspector from The Bureau<br><strong>Time:</strong>&nbsp; Sept. 15, Mid-Afternoon<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>Avynn, Open<br><br>----------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>John would allow Avynn's time to get prepared, even pulling out a cigarette, and taking a drag or two to get situated. John didn't judge a person on his, or her Vice. So long as that vice did not interfere with their expected performance. So as Avynn processed what he was just told, the room started to take on the acrid smell of his particular vice. Though John continued to simply stand there, and wait for Avynn to comment on what he was just told. The admittance of whom his benefactor was curious. Did Avynn say that to try, and intimidate John, and by proxy the Bureau, in hopes of garnering some leeway in how he was expected to conduct himself? It was possible as most humans did have a natural aversion to that particular <em>Entity</em>. It could be that Avynn was nervous, and merely mentioned it to try and bolster his own confidence. Also quite possible. Course, it could have been merely conversation with no underlying motive for the admittance. For now, John simply dismissed the notions. "The Bureau is well aware of whom your Benefactor is, and his proclivity for manipulating people, and events for his own amusement, and ends." John replied simply before letting Avynn continue. <br><br>John agreed that the Gods often had a "Hands-Off" approach in matters of Fate, and the World. It had worked in many instances, and not in just as many. Namely the Occult Wars led by Adolf Hitler, and his "Thule" Society from 1934-1956. Nearly ripping open the fabric of space time, as well as almost revealing the existence of the Fae to the World at large. Many Bureau personnel lost their lives fighting that War. A war that most never knew existed as it was conducted in the dark places hidden from the eyes of Fae, and Man alike as well as in the Shadow of WWII. The Bureau really earned their pay that day. <br><br>John's "eyes" tracked Avynn as he stood up from leaning against his desk, the cigarette smoke continuing to fill the office. The owner asked if it meant that John would be inspecting his shop for the foreseeable future. Before John could answer, Avynn continued. Mentioning how John would have noticed the barrier that has been erected to ward humans from even noticing the place. Making John remember that feeling of nausea he experienced when he crossed the barrier. Avynn assured him that the field surrounded the entire facility, including the backyard. Preventing anyone from seeing any of the Fae as they naturally are. Though the discussion was revealing on just how young he was, particularly for a half-Demon. the blatant show of malice at John's mere presence showed that he had a long way to go before embracing his demon heritage. However, that was not John's place to comment on. <br><br>"The Council is in agreement with your ideals. They feel that your establishment can aid Fae that have decided to, or are forced to, live hidden among Humanity. Giving them a Sanctuary that they can shed "Stress", and in turn reduce the number of "Incidents"." John explained calmly. "Though the council is concerned that such a concentration of Fae Magic may draw unwanted "Attention" to your establishment." He continued. Referring to a portion of the human population that often refer to themselves as Psychics, and Mediums. These were people gifted with slightly enhanced perception. Though it was no where near as grandiose, nor as dramatic as portrayed in popular Fiction such as Comic books, and movies. It was more an "Odd feeling", or Impression than any real visions, or telepathy. "I've been tasked to monitor your establishment, and the surrounding Neighborhoods and report the effects to the Council. If successful, you may find "Franchise" opportunities in other cities." He explained, showing the Half-Demon respect by being upfront with his purpose there. "Please do not misinterpret my presence here as any indication of wrong doing on your part. The Council has high hopes for your establishment, but also worrying concerns. That is merely why I'm here." John explained. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Inari</strong> on <strong>01-10-2016, 01:15:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/JarMmIg.jpg)</div>(https://s16.postimg.org/ck3zov6jp/banners5.png)<br><strong>Name~</strong> Belial<br><br><strong>When~</strong> September 15, mid afternoon<br><br><strong>Tagging~</strong> Has noticed everyone but is interacting with Akira, Open<br><br><strong>Side Note~</strong> Although John and Avynn have left the room, Bel can still sense the "mood" of the room as a result of a human being there. He won't know the cause of the "air being tense" but he is able to "feel" it. Also: Crimson = his natural demon form. Green = his human form.<br><hr><hr><br>Belial's eyes slowly fluttered open as he gradually woke up (http://i.imgur.com/r69JAq6.jpg?2). He raised an eyebrow as he was awake enough to notice the two sets of deadweight on his body. Letting out a big sigh he rubbed his eyelids to rid them of sleep before shaking the duo who had made themselves at home on him once again. The half-breed was simply staying at their's until he found a stable job and a place of his own. For now, he slept on their floor and had to deal with finding the sisters sleeping on him whenever he woke up, most of the time. <br><br>"You can't keep snuggling up to me every time you have trouble sleeping ya know?" Belial did his best to put on a frowny face at Grace (http://s1.zerochan.net/Noblesse.%28Lu%29.600.2002977.jpg) but quickly figured out that Mercedes (http://static.zerochan.net/Diabla.%28Lu%29.full.2006709.jpg) was also awake from her childish snicker from under the covers. "Same goes for you." He bopped her on the head.<br><br>"You are so mean!" They both chimed in unison before sticking their folk-like tongues out. Belial simply smirked before throwing his covers over them to block their view as he rose from the floor and made a half-jog to the bathroom. He chuckled slightly at the playful protests behind him as he closed the door.<br><br>It's not like Belial cared if they saw him nude, but he figured he could skip the horseplay this morning and just head straight into his new workplace. As much as he adored the twins they had a habit of making him late for appointments if he didn't escape their timewasting clutches quick enough. Today it would seem they had chosen to take the hint and let him get ready. By the time he had a shower and changed (http://i.imgur.com/mu3eO0d.jpg) they had put his bed away, thrown on some random nightwear and had a bit of breakfast for him to have before leaving.<br><br>"I'm not sure what time my shift will finish today but don't worry about staying up for me." Belial told them as he took a seat <br>"If there is any trouble don't be afraid to holla and we'll be there!" It was more of a demand from Mercedes than advice. <br>"We are family after all!" Grace added with a cheerful grin.<br><br>They weren't actually his family but they still considered him as such. If anything it was his eldest half brother who shared the same father as them. Unlike his blood-related siblings, these sisters were free to be on the surface since they were pure blooded demons that weren't part of anything dodgy... unlike his mother and her contracts. His half-brother had simply made arrangements for the sisters to help look after Belial until he got onto his feet, in the event that their mother finally got busted. (Which she did...) The only reason he had stayed this long is because they had decided to let him stay for as long as he wanted to. They had the same attitude as his half-siblings in that they felt he wouldn't be able to live safely alone. Then again they also enjoyed having someone to cuddle up to who wouldn't exactly take advantage of them or want anything in return for simple comfort.<br><br>Once he was done eating his breakfast he gave them both a kiss on the forehead before finally leaving for his first day at work. It was definitely going to be different for sure...<br><br><hr><br><br>Belial took a slow stroll through the town that he had come to call home; it wasn't the worse place to live and it had a nice scenery to it. He made sure to take a few shortcuts so he didn't run into any undesirables that may want to cause an issue. Like everything in this world some people just liked to cause problems. In his opinion, there were assholes in all walks of life, all you had to do was search the internet to find that out. It didn't take him long to get to the cafe since luckily it was only a fifteen-minute walk. <br><br>As the half-breed entered the cafe he was taken aback slightly. This place had a different feel to it from the last time he was there. Then again he was there when it was closed off and there were no staff, just the owner. This time, there were a few people and it seemed he had just missed something that had made the atmosphere somewhat tense since people were still on edge slightly. Aside from that, it looked like business was going well so far.<br>&nbsp;Belial looked around for a few moments as he tried to locate the owner to talk to him about setting up but he was nowhere to be seen. He let out a small sigh as he tried to figure out who to approach. His mind was settled when he noticed one of the male hosts standing by himself and observing everything else going on.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>"Hello!" He greeted the blond male. "Judging from your appearance, I am guessing you are one of the hosts here?" Truth be told it wasn't just his appearance but he gave off a welcoming warmth intended for those who desired it. "My name is Belial, I am the new Bartender for this establishment." He offered his hand as a friendly gesture.<br><br>All the while he was there he hadn't thought to change back to his natural look since he was too used to looking like a human outside his home, even when other demons had tried to get him to "ditch the act."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eudoxia</strong> on <strong>01-10-2016, 05:59:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://mehwhatever.com/profile/pics/marathefau.jpg)</div><strong>Name~</strong> Mara Capra<br><br><strong>Job~</strong> (https://s10.postimg.org/x9itnt1fd/banners4.png)<br><br><strong>When~</strong> 15 September, mid-afternoon, just after opening.<br><br><strong>Tagging~</strong> Noticing Beliel and Akira, Caliroesis<br><br><strong>Side Note~</strong> n/a<br><br>Bustling in at five minutes to the hour, Mara was feeling pretty proud that she’d made it on time. Traffic was heavy and her head was splitting- she was going on hour eight of having her horns hidden. Her day had been busy running errands across town, including picking up her last paycheck at her former employer, Berbati’s Pancake House. Leaving the place that had taken her in as a scared little Faun from the woods nearly a decade ago was bittersweet. She’d miss the banana pancakes and incredibly strong coffee. And the...yea, that was pretty much it. Mara was more than happy to bid adios to the rowdy bar-close customers and smelling like grease after every shift. Mostly, she’d not miss hiding her true identity. Funny how that worked. She’d longed for the human experience- to her own detriment. Now she eagerly sought refuge among her kind, away from humans. <br><br>As soon as the Faun stepped into Cafe de Fae, she let the door close behind her and allowed her eyes to adjust to the difference in light- and feel. Breathing deeply, she smiled softly and pulled on the thin gold chain around her neck. Fishing out the horned talisman (https://cdn-img-1.wanelo.com/p/5a5/460/d07/bc9effd5af352ae2e97ddaf/full_size.jpg), Mara rubbed it lightly as she looked around. Within seconds, her excruciating headache disappeared. Tucking the talisman back into her crisp white blouse, she ran her hands through her thick brown hair, revealing two tawny, relatively small inwardly curling horns. Her light grey eyes adjusted as well, pupils morphing from the rather limiting human circle to the narrow vertical slit pupil found in goats. Her peripheral vision improved drastically. Blinking a few times and letting out another sigh- the kind one does when feeling immense physical relief, Mara beamed a wide smile and walked into the cafe.<br><br>Behind the bar, she grabbed a half-apron and tied it around her waist, tucking a pencil and order pad into a pocket. Glancing around, she took in the space. The one who she was guessing was the bartender was here- though she had yet to meet him. A few others, one might be a patron, and one definitely was a guest. <br><br>Noticing the differently-garbed woman sipping coffee, Mara put on a warm smile and approached her. “I see you’ve been set up with some coffee. Would you like any more, or can I get you anything else? We’ve got a variety of cakes that are simply divine.” <br><br>Smiling again, Mara couldn’t help but feel the woman seemed familiar. Not that they’d met before, just that she reminded her of home for some reason. She didn’t have the innate sense to determine “kinds” of Fae. Rather, she could spot a human from a mile away. Fae stood out in that they were simply not human. Where this woman fell on the spectrum, she couldn’t tell. Just that it seemed very earthy and comforting. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>01-10-2016, 18:32:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i66.tinypic.com/2yl7f68.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name~</strong> Akira Hayama<br><br><strong>Job~</strong> (https://s15.postimg.org/sdei37eiz/banners6.png)<br><br><strong>When~</strong> September 15, mid afternoon<br><br><strong>Tagging~</strong> Belial, Caliroesis, Mara, Open<br><br><strong>Side Note~</strong><br>---------------------------------------------------<br>---------------------------------------------------<br><br></span><div class="floatright">(http://i68.tinypic.com/29kpglw.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">The tension in the air was enough to make him feel uncomfortable and Akira reached up to scratch his head a little. Perhaps he should have come earlier and found out what was going on at this place. But there was nothing he could do about it now, so best make the most of an unknown situation.<br><br>Akira let his eyes flicker over Jai and Caliroesis, who had not moved yet and was just about to take a step forward when the bell on the front door rang, signaling the entrance of another. He turned around to see someone who looked human but was definitely <em>not</em> one and a smile came to his lips. "Welcome to Café de Fae." Akira said and inclined his head towards the other male. Before he could get more than the standard greeting out, Belial introduced himself to him.<br><br>Ah, so he was the new bartender. "You are correct, I am one of the hosts at the cafe." He said with a nod and lightly grasped Belial's outstretched hand, to bring it to his lips for a kiss. "We are happy to have you with us, today."<br><br>This sort of behavior probably was meant to only be given to customers but Akira tended to be courteous to <em>everyone</em>, as that was his nature. "The master is indisposed at the time, he is meeting with someone in the back. So until he returns, you can either make yourself comfortable in the general area or familiarize yourself at your new station." Akira said and nodded towards the bar, a few feet away from the door.<br><br>That was when the door opened again and Mara walked into the cafe. Well, this place was certainly livening up and Akira let his blue eyes linger on her for a few seconds. She went straight to the counter and then started to talk to Caliroesis. From her words, Akira guessed Mara was one of their new servers. "So, tell me. Can I do anything else for you, sir?" Akira asked, waiting to see if Belial had any needs. Of course, Belial wasn't one of his customers, but Akira liked to make sure everyone was happy and content here at the cafe.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mystriss</strong> on <strong>05-10-2016, 14:09:03</strong>
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				&nbsp;<div class="floatleft">(http://www.sexybootsrule.com/sigs/mystrissfreya150x200.jpg)&nbsp; </div><br><br>&nbsp;<strong>Name~</strong> Freya<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<strong>When~</strong> September 15, mid afternoon <br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<strong>Tagging~</strong> Belial, Caliroesis, Mara, Akira, Open<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<strong>Side Note~</strong> <br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<br><br><hr><br>Freya brought her face up from her cellphone, a curious invention of these human equivalents, perhaps even a bit more advanced than the recalls they had devised in her own place and time.&nbsp; Useful little portable picture boxes, and currently of most use for her, the “map,” which Dr. Yameia had marked a location and begged her to visit when she was feeling need to unbind herself from the trappings they had forced onto her.&nbsp; The phone found company with her glasses, pulled slow down the bridge of her nose as she studied the rather non-nondescript building.&nbsp; There was a whisper, a shimmer of shifting atoms, her eyes followed the arc upward in wonder, in memory.&nbsp; The barrier here did not seethe lilac hues from the touch of radiation but the similarities still gripped her and drew her eyes deeper into the thin ionization.&nbsp; Protons and gluons twirled in their unending quantum dance with their partners like an invisible party on the Varshen Rift; and there, beyond the ethereal dance floor lay a simple doorway like so many others nearby. Intrigued and beguiled, she stepped through the barrier, a soft caress on her exposed skin, the noiseless hum of displacement that was both unsettling and spoke of protection from the only true threat upon this shifting crust; those mindless humans that bustled around nearby, yet… now seemed so far away.<br><br>As her hand pulled open the door an alarm was sounded, a tinkling alarm that weaved itself into the breathed and strummed notes of saxophone and bass that played softly in the background.&nbsp; Her eyes made to sweep over the interior, so much like any other coffee shop, it earned a mental yawn at first.&nbsp; Her head listed abruptly though, eyes caught and drawn to the soft curl of Mara’s horns like magnets.&nbsp; She hadn’t believed Dr. Yameia to be frank, the man always felt of deception and withholding, he lied constantly as far as she could tell.&nbsp; Still, there before her eyes was a glimmer of truth, of hope perhaps.&nbsp; A spark lit within the metallic depths of her silvery eyes, giving off a hesitant warm glow beneath their thin covers.&nbsp; Without conscious thought dark spirals parted the crimson nest of her hair like inky plant tendrils stretching up from blood fed soil toward the sun, only to fall swiftly down as mere shadows in the turn of her head.&nbsp; Not yet, her trust was not going to be earned so simply.&nbsp; This was likely a trap, a devious trickery to study her more fully, and the girl likely a collaborator.&nbsp; Her eyes slid from one extreme to the other, searching for tell-tell wisps of hidden cameras and instruments; the barrier spoke of the human’s abilities to conceal, but she was far more aware of their attempted chameleons than they might ever know.<br><br><hr><br>Her eyes settled then on the two men nearest to her at the door… no, not quite human, she leaned in slightly the point of her tongue came out in an almost snakelike quiver but for lacking a fork, a breath was inhaled deep through her nose.&nbsp; Beilel and Akira both sensed of a vaguely different species…&nbsp; An eyebrow moved as she studied them, a predatory slant casting a dark shadow over the gleam of one silvery eye before being forced to relax; no doubt it was bad form to hunt any of them, as everywhere else on this damned infested globe, plus she'd not show her hand to them.&nbsp; Still, she silently thrilled to the scent and taste of them, her heart rate ticking upward at the momentary excitement of more natural inclines and physical hunts.&nbsp; Both savoring and containing herself, she put on a bored smile, tiny fangs denting her bottom lip as if to press down her instincts.&nbsp; She settled back onto her heels to observe the slightly familiar yet rather odd custom the two were engaged in with mild interest.&nbsp; &nbsp;It seemed a line was formed here as in other places.&nbsp; She was content to wait her turn for admittance.&nbsp; Her eyes returned then to their mental hunt of the walls and ceiling, seeking out and stalling on various inconsistencies of texture and finish, of paint and coating.&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>07-10-2016, 02:23:06</strong>
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				<hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i68.tinypic.com/29kpglw.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><br><br><br><br><strong>Name~</strong> Akira Hayama<br><br><strong>Job~</strong> (https://s15.postimg.org/sdei37eiz/banners6.png)<br><br><strong>When~</strong> September 15, mid afternoon<br><br><strong>Tagging~</strong> Freya<br><br><strong>Side Note~</strong> Even though the tag for THIS post is just for Freya, the previous post was for Belial and anyone else.<br><br><br><br><br><br></span><hr><br><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">As the bell rang, informing others as to the arrival of yet another being, Akira turned his head to the side. This one looked like a customer but appearances could be deceiving, perhaps she was another worker. But when Freya glanced around the room, it became obvious that she was indeed a customer. Akira's blue eyes lingered on her long red hair and he couldn't help but wonder why she seemed so<br><br>familiar. He'd never seen her before but there was something about her that he couldn't quite put his finger on. Almost as if a memory was trying to make its way to the front of his mind. Akira blinked and tried to focus on the present, rather than the past, as he was working now. "Please, excuse me for a moment." He said to Belial and then moved towards Freya to greet her, as a good host would.<br><br>"Welcome to Café de Fae. Is this your first visit with us?" Akira asked with a smile and waited for Freya to respond to his greeting words. First, he would seat her and then see if she would like any refreshments. Once she'd been suitably taken care of, he would see what else she wanted and try to fulfill those needs. No matter what kind of man or woman she wanted, Akira was confident he could<br><br>meet her demands. After all, he could shift into whatever appearance she desired and was able to put forth a variety of personalities. As long as those personalities only lasted for a few hours.<br><br>Any longer and his acting started to suffer. He was still trying to work on maintaining it for longer.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mystriss</strong> on <strong>07-10-2016, 21:07:42</strong>
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				&nbsp;<div class="floatleft">(http://www.sexybootsrule.com/sigs/mystrissfreya150x200.jpg)&nbsp; </div> <br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<strong>Name~</strong> Freya<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<strong>When~</strong> September 15, mid afternoon <br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<strong>Tagging~</strong> Akira<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<strong>Side Note~</strong> <br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<br><br><hr> <br>Akira’s movement snapped her eyes onto his approach, there was a glint that easily could have been a trickery of the light; gone in a literal flash.&nbsp; Another plant, this one already seeking information, but it seemed to be innocuous information...&nbsp; Very well. She would play the game.&nbsp; “Indeed it is,” she smiled, trying her best to tamp down the faint predatory hiss in her voice and achieving a harsh purr that quickly flattened out, “Lord.”&nbsp; She tacked on the final word with a faint pause, testing him.&nbsp; “A… <em>friend</em> suggested I stop by sometime,” she smirked at the irony of her words; Dr. Yameia was as much a friend as a counter intelligence agent back home had been, it almost brought a chuckle.&nbsp; The DCCI had been well known to be rife with corruption, interaction with them was always a matter of survival.&nbsp; It was a rather similar situation here, though the threat of death didn’t hang so heavy with the scientists.<br><br>Reaching out she lifted his hand up to her heated lips.&nbsp; The custom was so stunted it felt awkward as she fought down the habitual urge to run her free hand up his arm.&nbsp; There were so few receptor epithelium’s on the lips that the act was utterly pointless.&nbsp; She turned to other senses instead; he was chill and he smelled delicious, her tongue flicked out instinctively, barely tapping his skin before she let his hand go and straightened up. Quite delicious…&nbsp; His temperature seemed human, the look seemed human, even the taste seemed human…&nbsp; Yet…&nbsp; A subtle shift was seen in her eyes, a movement of faint color somewhere beneath the silvery irises and the opaque black orbs of her pupils; the reflection cast in her eyes drawn to atoms as she studied him a bit more intently.&nbsp; He didn’t seem an illusion, didn’t seem bio-mechanical, but he didn’t seem exactly human either. She wasn’t quite sure what to make of him.&nbsp; <br><br>Her eyebrow quirked upward faintly coloring her otherwise benign expression.&nbsp; They’d really pulled out all the stops this time.&nbsp; She was amused, vexed to be sure, but still amused with the depths at which they were attempting to cover their tracks.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SMR Rein</strong> on <strong>09-10-2016, 17:42:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/7e/ba/58/7eba58c0e7f5fcb8d9db30bf301120d0.jpg)&nbsp; &nbsp;</div><strong>Name~</strong>Caliroesis<br><br><strong>When~</strong>15 September, mid-afternoon<br><br><strong>Tagging~</strong> Mara, open<br><br><strong>Side Note~</strong><br><hr>Caliroersis regarded the server quietly. She looked down at her cup and discovered that it was nearly empty. She didn't know when this drink had been invented, but someone had had a brilliant idea.<br><br>"More coffee," she told Mara.<br><br>She looked over the woman, sensing the familiar feel of nature emanating from her. Based on the goat horns on her head and her average height, she was related to the faun family. But she had human legs, which was unexpected.<br><br>Caliroersis watched Mara keenly while she waited for her second cup of coffee. She could respect another creature of the forest, and she was deeply curious which wood Mara hailed from.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>12-10-2016, 03:11:38</strong>
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				<hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i68.tinypic.com/29kpglw.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><br><br><br><br><strong>Name~</strong> Akira Hayama<br><br><strong>Job~</strong> (https://s15.postimg.org/sdei37eiz/banners6.png)<br><br><strong>When~</strong> September 15, mid afternoon<br><br><strong>Tagging~</strong> Freya, OPEN<br><br><strong>Side Note~</strong> None.<br><br><br><br><br><br></span><hr><br><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">Akira nodded when Freya responded in the affirmative, catching the glint in her eyes before it disappeared. How? Well, the answer was simple. Even though the motion had been miniscule and quick, he <em>was</em> a good host and as such, was always able to pick up on littlest details about his guests. "Well then, I will do my best to make your stay as pleasant as possible." The host said with a smile<br><br>and gestured towards one of the tables further into the cafe. "Might I get you something to drink or eat, to refresh yourself?" Akira asked, letting his eyes flicker over his shoulder briefly to see who was around. The only server he saw in the room was in the midst of serving another guest; so that meant he'd either have to get another one, or do it himself. That is, unless Freya chose to take a seat at the <br><br>bar and be served by the bartender instead. The fact that she had called him a lord was a little odd but Akira knew people had many customs. Perhaps it was a title her kind called men or maybe there was another reason behind such a term. He didn't address it at first because there was no need to at the time. But it would make a suitable conversation topic perhaps, along with the other information<br><br>she had shared with him. Akira raised a brow when Freya reached out and lifted his hand to her lips to place a kiss upon his skin, which quickly turned into what seemed to be a tasting for the woman.<br><br>Well, that wasn't something that happened every day! But Akira wasn't bothered by the action, he was actually intrigued by Freya. The shifter's eyes flickered over Freya's arm, as the subtle shift of her muscles implied she wanted to take things further. How interesting, how much further would she have wanted to go if given the chance? Akira pondered over the unasked question in his mind and his blue eyes flickered up to gaze into Freya's own once more, just in time to catch a glimpse of shifting colors.<br><br>"You have beautiful eyes, miss." Akira murmured and tilted his head to the side, towards the bar and the tables that were set up behind the bar. "Do you wish for a seat at the bar or at one of the tables?"<br><br>"The bartender will tend to your needs if you sit at the bar and I can get a server to take your order at a table." Akira said and then a soft smile came to his lips as he reached out to lightly take Freya's hand in his own. He brought the hand to his own lips and placed a kiss on top of the female's hand. "As for me, can I do anything to make you happier at the cafe?" Akira asked, letting Freya's hand go.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mystriss</strong> on <strong>12-10-2016, 16:44:43</strong>
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				&nbsp;<div class="floatleft">(http://www.sexybootsrule.com/sigs/mystrissfreya150x200.jpg)&nbsp; </div> <br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<strong>Name~</strong> Freya<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<strong>When~</strong> September 15, mid afternoon <br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<strong>Tagging~</strong> Akira<br><br>&nbsp;<strong>Side Note~</strong>&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<br><br><hr> <br><em>As pleasant as possible.</em>&nbsp; The classic line of false comforts that veiled intentions to cause discomfort fifty dimensions over.&nbsp; No reaction what-so-ever at her titling of him… Curious.&nbsp; The scientists always displayed some form of surprise, some hint of humility, but not this one.&nbsp; Well played, she mused silently.&nbsp; Flattery was given next, no doubt a ploy to lure her into a false sense of security. Her eyes wandered the length of the bar at his question, then ranged further to eye the tables elsewhere in the room, and finally settling back on his soft smile as he lifted her hand. Again the stunted custom, it was not quite as odd a feeling whence she was on the receiving end.&nbsp; Still an utterly useless custom, but at least it didn’t feel as neutered.&nbsp; Things seemed… normal, but there was a strangeness about the place that aroused her suspicion and kept her on guard.&nbsp; <br><br>“They say that beauty is in the eye of the beholder,” she mused, studying his eyes for a moment, “Yours might be collectables.”&nbsp; She gave a slight shrug as she continued, “A table is preferred.&nbsp; So long as it isn’t stainless, those electrons really bring me down,” she replied to his question with a droll expression.&nbsp; She didn’t trust having her back to the door at the bar; she found it better to know when the needles came out.&nbsp; Though she had to give them some credit, this would be an ironic trap considering she’d come in of her own volition.&nbsp; What to say on his final question though?&nbsp; Happiness was such a curious… and human term.&nbsp; She let out a soft hum of consideration, roving her eyes over him; a dulled green vein drifted beneath the silvery reflections in her eyes like a stalk of grass curling in a breeze.&nbsp; This… creature was clearly not human, why then would he work with the scientists?&nbsp; Was he immune from their curiosity and probing, and if so why?&nbsp; Or was he forced into such positions through threat of death? Perhaps she could help him escape...&nbsp; Two could play their games, after all.&nbsp; The idea amused her lending a hint of a smile to the bored amusement on her face.&nbsp; <br><br>“It would please me to know why you work in this facility,” she said, canting her head to the side with a curious air.&nbsp; “If you’re not busy with your other pat… rons,” the final word came with a hitched pause, as if she had to think on it.&nbsp; A fetching smile then washed over her face, her expression lighting up as though the sun had risen, complete with faint lens flares that traveled across the silver stage of her irises.&nbsp; It was only a matter of time before one of their rubes slipped up and gave away the game.&nbsp; She would interrogate them all and figure out their angle. <br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Talra Di Deliren</strong> on <strong>13-10-2016, 12:21:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/46/03/e9/4603e9bf9db1911a3af1ea6d5a43b143.jpg)&nbsp; &nbsp;</div><strong>Name~</strong> Avynn Galagous<br><br><strong>Job~</strong> Owner/Boss<br><br><strong>When~</strong> September 15, mid afternoon<br><br><strong>Tagging~</strong> John<br><br><strong>Side Note~</strong>&nbsp; <br><br><hr><br>The man's silent and still demeanor continued to only tick him off. Avynn wasn't sure if whether or not this Bureau dog was really listening and taking in his matter of fact words to reality. Then again it was those eyes. The dark shades had to be obscuring his vision if even the half-demon couldn't see through them. He did at least understand who the being responsible to Avynn's success is. It didn't stir him though. So there were humans that didn't show or feel fear. Too bad, he'd like to see the stiff loosen up a bit, just so he could have his fun. Not everyday he gets to show what he is in front of a human. <br><br>When he spoke, his voice changed from that robot to a much more calmer tone. Still he held that presence. Though he did say the Council are in agreement to his business. That in itself surprised him. And here he was thinking they wanted him to move it outside the city or just close it entirely with the risk of humans still entering, like this Bureau mutt. They were of course concerned as he was told. Humans with gifts like the sight or psychic abilities that normally Fae are granted may have the possibility of finding the truth to this place. <br><br>John continued to explain his reasoning in being here, making more sense and less worrying. He'd make a good bodyguard to keep those kinds of humans out...wait what is he thinking? Letting a human stay? It's outrageous. His costumers would dwindle down and his employees nervous. Not all Fae know of the Bureau. Avynn's eyes had gone from bored and irritated to worried, then suddenly angry that the smoke seemed to thicken from the rest of his cigarette. He smashed the end into an ash tray on his desk and drew awfully close to the man.<br><br>"Sounds promising, I wouldn't decline an offer of more business..." He brushed a finger along the tie of his guest before taking hold of it and pulling it so that he could get a better look of his face, both eyes burning with intensity, especially the black sea surrounding that crimson entity in it's center. "My problem is that I can't trust humans. They are a problem. Therefore, tell me, what can you, a human, offer that can still keep me and my dear guests comfortable as it was meant to be?" he asked with a bit of a smirk.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>14-10-2016, 23:11:03</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.superbwallpapers.com/wallpapers/movies/young-agent-k-men-in-black-iii-12850-1920x1080.jpg)</div> <strong>Name:</strong> John Smith<br><strong>Job:</strong> Inspector from The Bureau<br><strong>Time:</strong>&nbsp; Sept. 15, Mid-Afternoon<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>Avynn, Open<br><br>----------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Avynn would be right to be suspicious of the presence of a Bureau Dog in his cafe. There was several members of the Fae Council Hierarchy that felt the risks of the Cafe's presence was too great, and it had to be shut down. Or at the very least moved to a sanctioned location of the council's choosing. Which would have taken years of consideration, and study. While the entire time, Avynn would have been forced to resume the previous habits of disguising himself that he loathed so vehemently. However, it would be Satan himself that would argue against moving the Cafe/Hotel as it would utterly defeat the purpose of its existence. A place within a Human population center that Fae could go, and actually relax as some Fae have no choice but to live within the City. So it was decided that a term of probation would be put into effect while the Council monitors the Cafe's Progress. Having an Inspector from the Bureau in the area to monitor the Property, and its effect on the surrounding neighborhood. <br><br>John watched Avynn's reactions closely as he spoke, and informed him of what was riding on this. He could see a flicker of relief as it was understood that he was not there to shut the place down outright. Though it was quickly replaced with anger as the cigarette started to billow more smoke before it was mercilessly quashed in the ashtray that sat upon the desk. John didn't flinch as Avynn drew as close as he could. Only tilting his head to maintain "Eye contact". Avynn's image reflected perfectly in the immaculately polished lenses. Contrary to what Avynn deduced, John could see quite well even with the sunglasses on. The lenses more produced like a one way mirror with the standard polarization to reduce glare while driving. John could feel Avynn's finger upon his tie as he spoke how the situation was promising, and that he wouldn't mind the expanded business. Even if John hadn't somehow noticed Avynn's destain for humanity before, it was quite obvious now with the glare in his eyes. The obsidian void that surrounded the lone ember punctuating that very clearly. Had it been a younger "John Smith", fresh from boot camp, and Afghanistan. He would have been very frighten by the display. Particularly after Ayvnn grabbed his tie, and pulled on it to bring Him down a bit. Though bringing his face within inches did little, if anything, to change John's countenance. <br><br>John remained still as Avynn voiced his protest. Stating that he can't trust humans, and asking what was John's "Offer", emphasizing his human race, to keep his clientele comfortable while he was there. John didn't answer for a moment. Simply waiting for Avynn to release his tie before standing back up to his normal height. His hands coming up to adjust the tie back to normal, and giving his jacket a tug to fix his appearance. "The Bureau does not "offer" anything. At the end of monitoring period, the Fae Council will receive a report upon the effectiveness of your establishment at which time a decision will be made whether to let you continue unobstructed, or to seek other options. During the Monitoring process, I'll be on hand to prevent any incidents per Bureau Regulation 47 Article 12b paragraph 3." John explained. <br><br>A "Report", a complete unbiased observation of a series of events. If there was one thing anyone could say for the Inspectors of the Bureau is that they're both Thorough, and Unbiased in their reports. It is this integrity, and honest observation that helped to earn the Bureau's credibility. Almost to the point that if an Inspector submitted a report, it could be taken for the Lord's Gospel. A member of staff of the Fae Council could be tempted to satisfy ends either his own, or someone else's in such a position. A human Government Agent would be rightly suspected of trying to glean as much information as possible to the advantage of his, or her masters. <br><br>Another trait that separated the Bureau from both the Fae Council, and the Human Governments was that they did not possess a "Code of Silence" in regards to indiscretions committed by their members. Their code of conduct is strictly enforced with any unacceptable deviation fiercely brought to justice. To become an Inspector was a life long commitment with grave consequences for those that fail to follow their vow. <br><br>"Do you have any further questions, Mr. Galagous? If not, than I'll begin my preliminary Inspection." John Smith stated in that same even tone he always spoke in. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>17-10-2016, 20:57:43</strong>
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				<hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i68.tinypic.com/29kpglw.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><br><br><br><br><strong>Name~</strong> Akira Hayama<br><br><strong>Job~</strong> (https://s15.postimg.org/sdei37eiz/banners6.png)<br><br><strong>When~</strong> September 15, mid afternoon<br><br><strong>Tagging~</strong> Freya, OPEN<br><br><strong>Side Note~</strong> None.<br><br><br><br><br><br></span><hr><br><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">"Why thank you, my lady." Akira said with a smile and inclined his head towards her, when she lavished praise upon his own eyes. "Electrons?" The host asked curiously, as he led her towards one of the cafe's tables. He ushered her over to a table situated away from the bar but within vision range. Akira let his eyes linger on her as Freya inquired about why he worked at this place. "Well, I've always<br><br>liked to help others. If I can make my customers satisfied and content, it makes me feel good. I'd do anything to give them peace of mind. My brother is a host too but in another country and our parents were too. So you could say it runs in the blood." He said and smiled at Freya. "What about you? Is this your first time in any kind of cafe before? Or just in this one? You seem a little...nervous." Akira said,<br><br>tilting his head to the side. "Can I do or get you anything to make you feel more at ease?" He inquired, not about to be put off by any request she might make.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mystriss</strong> on <strong>21-10-2016, 00:07:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.sexybootsrule.com/sigs/mystrissfreya150x200.jpg)&nbsp; </div> <br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<strong>Name~</strong> Freya<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<strong>When~</strong> September 15, mid afternoon <br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<strong>Tagging~</strong> Akira, Open<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<strong>Side Note~</strong> <br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<br><br><hr><br>He was apparently not a scientist.&nbsp; “Electrons are negatively charged, was merely a joke,” she chuckled softly to his inquire as she was lead to a table.&nbsp; Silvery eyes blinked at his explanation though offered no reaction.&nbsp; Such a plausible story, not that she quite bought it.&nbsp; A white flicker coiled beneath her irises at his questions.&nbsp; “Oh I’ve been to a number of cafés, but I am told this one is different.&nbsp; Not nervous, but suspicious indeed,” she mused tapping her finger against her chin for a moment.&nbsp; “Black coffee… with cream and sugar,” she finally answered, dropping her hand to the table and drumming her nails ones against its surface.&nbsp; “I doubt anything you might do would every truly put me at ease,” she chuckled, “Call me… high strung.”&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eudoxia</strong> on <strong>02-11-2016, 05:00:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://mehwhatever.com/profile/pics/marathefau.jpg)</div><strong>Name~</strong> Mara Capra<br><br><br><strong>Job~</strong> (https://s10.postimg.org/x9itnt1fd/banners4.png)<br><br><br><strong>When~</strong> 15 September, mid-afternoon.<br><br><br><strong>Tagging~</strong> Caliroesis, walking past Freya and Akira, open<br><br><br><strong>Side Note~</strong> n/a<br><br><br>Smiling widely, Mara nodded knowingly. “It’s addictive. Scientifically, of course. But also because it just tastes so damned good. I’ll get you a refill right away.” Gathering her empty mug, Mara made her way back to the counter for a fresh cup. She noticed being looked at by the new arrival, giving a slight nod in greeting along with a smile. Just that quickly, Mara had forgotten her horns were out. It was easy to forget when one’s head isn’t splitting in pain due to them being hidden. Her smile warmed to something of pleased amusement as she noticed the Host doing a fine job with the woman. Filling the mug with steaming, fragrant coffee, Mara marveled at how fortunate she was to end up at the Cafe. Only then remembering her horns were out, she sincerely hoped the wards around the building would truly keep all humans out. What would become of her if she were spotted? She’d have to play it off like they were fakes, from a costume shop or something. Licking her lips, she gave her head a shake. Why worry about things that might not happen? Present moment, Mara. Present moment. <br><br><br>With a resolute lift of her chin, the Faun returned to Caliroesis’ table. Placing the mug carefully onto the table, she said, “Here you are, miss. If you need anything else, don’t hesitate to ask. Everyone here is happy to oblige.” She smiled pleasantly at the woman. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Talra Di Deliren</strong> on <strong>02-11-2016, 10:52:55</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/46/03/e9/4603e9bf9db1911a3af1ea6d5a43b143.jpg)&nbsp; &nbsp;</div><strong>Name~</strong> Avynn Galagous<br><br><strong>Job~</strong> Owner/Boss<br><br><strong>When~</strong> September 15, mid afternoon<br><br><strong>Tagging~</strong> John<br><br><strong>Side Note~</strong>&nbsp; <br><br><hr><br>There was a half ounce escpectancy that the human would flinch, at least a little. No, this obedient doberman was still and composed despite this tension that Avynn produced. He was brave and strong. Then again it could just be his training as a Bureau Inspector. No fun, but quite the catch. Maybe he could be of use. Would take some work to keep the guests relaxed and keep employees. Avynn released him with a irritated click of his tongue and leaned back onto the desk as arms crossed over his chest. The man returned to his normal stature and gave his answer that quickly disturbed him. As expected, he was there only on business. Probably didn't even consider he might just ruin the business by how frightening he is on top of being human. <br><br>Avynn had to cut him off at the regulations as he was not in understanding to those as this dog was, just numbers in his mind. "Alright, I get it. You're just gonna play the scary man in black..." The odd eyes didn't match well as the grey studied and observed what was in front of him while the other pierced through the souls of man in a fiery blaze. It was like hell itself was trapped in that eye. That alone could be the cafe's downfall as he himself could be frightening. Though as far as he could see himself, he was nothing more than another Fae looking for a way out of the secrecy. <br><br>The eyes closed as a trickle of smoke escaped his lips with a sigh. "You may begin your inspections, but..." Avynn gave him a sideways look. "You will have to change that appearance of yours into that of a welcoming figure. Besides, how else can you inspect this store if there is no one around?" A slight smile curled at his lips as he shrugged. He drew close to John once more and reached for the sunglasses. "These for one would have to go..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>02-11-2016, 21:30:55</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.superbwallpapers.com/wallpapers/movies/young-agent-k-men-in-black-iii-12850-1920x1080.jpg)</div> <strong>Name:</strong> John Smith<br><strong>Job:</strong> Inspector from The Bureau<br><strong>Time:</strong>&nbsp; Sept. 15, Mid-Afternoon<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>Avynn, Mara, Caliroesis, Akira, Balial, Freya, Open<br><strong>Side Note:</strong> Moving to Courtyard<br><br>--------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>John was patient, and stood still as Avynn considered his options, and what was presented to him. After a few moments, and some smoke wisping from the corners of Avynn's lips he spoke once more. Telling John he would be free to do his inspection, though not sure how well it would be since there wasn't many people there yet as the place was just opened not an hour ago. John's preliminary inspection was not on the customer base, but the security of the location. Looking for any places that the wards may be weak, or if something appears "Off" in both a visual sense as well as physical. <br><br>Though Avynn would not be finished yet. He drew attention to John's attire. Stating that he would have to change his attire to something more welcoming to his customers, and employees so not to cause too much tension. That did make sense as people and Fae, that were aware of them, were intimidated by the presence of Inspectors. Their appearance were deliberately fashioned to intimidate, and project a aura of complete control while at the same time be a look that is easily dismissed. To allow them too appear, and disappear easily in a crowd, and in memory. As Avynn reached up to take John's sunglasses, John didn't flinch as the shades were remove, and Avynn could see his eyes. <br><br>John wouldn't know what Avynn was expecting to find once he removed his sunglasses. Perhaps eyes that were just as cold, and detached as the rest of his countenance. Perhaps simply empty&nbsp; black souless orbs where eyes were suppose to be. However, what Avynn would see may be surprising. For as cold, and dispassionate as John's presence exuded, his eyes were the exact opposite. They were soft, and warm. An earthy hazel tone that would make one think of rolling hills of green grass and moist brown earth. It was a sharp contrast to the way he looked with his glasses on. Seeing his eyes made John's hard edges smoother. <br><br>John would let Avynn inspect his eyes for a few moments before reaching, and taking his sunglasses back. Slipping them back into place, though nothing changed from when they were removed, John's features seemed to take that hard edge again. The warmth concealed behind those opaque lenses once more. "Your request will be taken under consideration. Thank you for your time Mr. Galagous. I'll commence my inspection immediately." John stated simply before turning to exit the Demon's office. He would close the door behind him as a polite gesture of respect before he entered the bar proper once more. <br><br>The first thing John noticed stepping out of Avynn's office was that the numbers in the Cafe had grown a bit since He started his meeting with Mr. Galagous. He saw a young woman with horns coming out on either side of her head. Quickly He recognized her as a Faun, though her legs were different. Something to look into further when he has the time. The Faun was witnessed to serving the Nymph that John saw as he entered, and the distinct aroma of fresh brewed coffee signaled that was what being served. The Coffee smelled delicious, much better than what the Bureau served. The young man that came in from the Courtyard (Akira) was over by another few face. A young woman that was purposely concealing her attributes. John recognized her as Dr. Yameia's subject. A being that called herself "Freya". Yet another thing for John to inquire with his superiors over. The last new face John saw belonged to a young man whom seemed to be relaxing, and waiting on someone. It would appear that the Cafe was already getting off on the right foot. <br><br>John would turn away from the entrance, and the Cafe proper and make his way to his first stop of the Inspection, the Courtyard (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=256069.0). 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>05-11-2016, 17:43:58</strong>
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				<hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i68.tinypic.com/29kpglw.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><br><br><br><br><strong>Name~</strong> Akira Hayama<br><br><strong>Job~</strong> (https://s15.postimg.org/sdei37eiz/banners6.png)<br><br><strong>When~</strong> September 15, mid afternoon<br><br><strong>Tagging~</strong> Freya, OPEN<br><br><strong>Side Note~</strong> None.<br><br><br><br><br><br></span><hr><br><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">"Oh, I see. So, you're a scientist? Or do you just like making scientific jokes?" Akira teased her with a little smile. He nodded when Freya spoke about the cafe and let his eyes flicker around the place. "Yes, this cafe only caters to supernatural creatures. We have something like a barrier around the place that keeps out humans." That was what Avynn had told him before and it seemed to work, since<br><br>most humans looked like they couldn't even see the place. Except for that being from before, the one dressed all in black that had gone into a back room with Avynn. Who had that been? He returned his attention to Freya once more and smiled again. "So tell me, what are you suspicious about? Can I do anything to set your mind at ease?" Akira asked, still intent on making her feel more comfortable.<br><br>Even if she said she didn't think anything could put her at ease completely, he still had to try because that was who he was. Akira never gave up on anything, he had a stubborn streak. As one of the doors in the back opened, Akira glanced over to see John emerge from Avynn's office. He let his eyes flicker over him for a few seconds before returning his attention to Freya again. Really, who <em>was</em> that man?</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mystriss</strong> on <strong>12-11-2016, 11:34:30</strong>
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				&nbsp;<div class="floatleft">(http://www.sexybootsrule.com/sigs/mystrissfreya150x200.jpg)&nbsp; </div> <br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<strong>Name~</strong> Freya<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<strong>When~</strong> September 15, mid afternoon <br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<strong>Tagging~</strong> Akira, Open<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<strong>Side Note~</strong> <br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<br><br><hr> <br>“I suppose one could consider me a scientist of sorts,” she mused quietly with another slow drum of her fingernails on the tabletop; one… two… three… four…&nbsp; “Yes, I had been informed such and I have inspected the barrier on the way in, very interesting…,” she paused briefly.&nbsp; This one wasn’t human obviously, and it seemed none of the patrons would be according to him, still… “I do not consider myself a ‘supernatural creature,’ though I am accused of being a… how do you say demon?&nbsp; But, no, I am merely Deshan.&nbsp; They seem to be extinct here so perhaps this is the confusion.,” she shrugged slightly as she spoke, her head listing to the side as she studied him.&nbsp; So insistent...&nbsp; She shifted in her seat, lifting her pant leg and making an indicative gesture at the now exposed ankle bracelet Dr. Yameia had put on her so she didn’t “run away” (as if this silly collar would stop her if she wished to do so.)&nbsp; She frowned at the steady red light on the device for a brief moment; it wasn’t uncomfortable, but the idea that they knew where she was at all times was… disconcerting.&nbsp; Silvery eyes flicked back to his, “Why would I ever be suspicious?,” she asked with a droll chuckle, “I’m quite sure they would never allow me to go anywhere… dangerous,” she smirked bit darkly.&nbsp; Her eyes snapped to the opening door, noting John’s exit with a raised eyebrow.&nbsp; So familiar…&nbsp; A candle’s flicker rifted across the metallic base of her irises and licked yellow and orange shadows across silver overlaid pupils as she let loose her hold on the silky fabric and allowed it to fall back down over the anklet.&nbsp; “Can you say you feel ‘safe’ here?,” she asked quietly, leaning forward a hint predatorily, “What assurances do you have that might set me at ease?”<br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>10-01-2017, 00:51:31</strong>
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				<hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i68.tinypic.com/29kpglw.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><br><br><br><br><strong>Name~</strong> Akira Hayama<br><br><strong>Job~</strong> (https://s15.postimg.org/sdei37eiz/banners6.png)<br><br><strong>When~</strong> September 15, mid afternoon<br><br><strong>Tagging~</strong> Freya, OPEN<br><br><strong>Side Note~</strong> None.<br><br><br><br><br><br></span><hr><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Freya's words made Akira wonder a little about the woman herself. She'd said one could consider her a scientist, which meant she wasn't really one but her profession was similar in nature to one. So perhaps a doctor or a chemist maybe? Akira would have thought the latter would still fall under scientist though, but not if one was a lab assistant. Freya could be one of those. But he wouldn't push her too much for information, not unless she steered the conversation towards it.<br><br>The last thing he wanted was to make his customer feel uncomfortable. "Ah, a Deshan. Forgive me but I have never heard of that particular species." Akira apologized and stretched out his hand to lightly grasp Freya's own. <br><br>"But to see such a beautiful woman in front of me like this, it's hard to believe you aren't an angel." He said smoothly and kissed the top of Freya's hand, closing his eyes for a brief second to do so. He looked down at Freya's pant leg when she gestured to do so. Oh, she had an ankle bracelet on, the kind criminals tended to wear. Now that was surprising and he wondered what she'd done to end up with such a device. Akira straightened as Freya leaned forward and spoke, asking if he felt safe here and inquiring about assurances. "I'm not sure. This is my first day here but it seems relatively safe to me." Akira said truthfully and tilted his head to the side as he considered her other question. <br><br>"What usually sets you at ease? I'm very flexible with customers. After all, I'm a shapeshifter. I can shift into any form you prefer, if that sets you at ease." Akira said, not seeing the need to hide what he was. Not in this type of cafe.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mystriss</strong> on <strong>14-01-2017, 15:43:44</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.sexybootsrule.com/sigs/mystrissfreya150x200.jpg)&nbsp; </div> <br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<strong>Name~</strong> Freya<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<strong>When~</strong> September 15, mid afternoon <br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<strong>Tagging~</strong> Akira, Open<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<strong>Side Note~</strong> <br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<br><br><hr> <br>Silvery eyes studied him intently at his admission, seeming unfazed by his flattery and the press of his warm lips against her skin.&nbsp; An Angel? The opposition to Demon’s she’d heard... curious.&nbsp; And he was a 'shapeshifter'?&nbsp; Much like his confusion as to her being a Deshan, she wasn’t entirely sure what details any of these odd species entailed, but she could indeed fathom his talent a bit easier than he might guess at hers.&nbsp; “No need,” she replied to his question with friendly dismissal, “Besides, as I understand it many of the beings here are… disturbed by my true form,” she added with a soft chuckling lilt.&nbsp; “This is your true form?,” she mused, straightening up slightly in her chair as her curiosity overtook her more predatory instincts.&nbsp; Gently grasping his hand with both of hers she turned it, softly tracing the creased lines on his palm with her eyes and a cool finger. “Its…,” she paused a moment, flicking her eyes up to study his face again for a short moment, “Rather human,” she continued with a faint hint of distain, “Though I suppose that makes it easier to deal with existence here.”&nbsp; She gave a faint indicative wave of her hand as she released his from her scrutiny.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>“As I said do not believe Deshan exist here.&nbsp; Perhaps they are extinct or perhaps they never evolved at all…&nbsp; I suppose perhaps the latter is more likely, as I understand it the land masses here were once as one.&nbsp; If my species had evolved, I’ve no doubt Human’s would not have survived it,” she smirked, a white hued strand threading beneath her metallic contacts in cold amusement.&nbsp; “I suppose by the same token, had Deshan existed here, then they would surely be quite different from myself.&nbsp; Evolution is a rather quirky process after all.”&nbsp; She gave a dismissive shake of her head that sent red curls sliding forward over her shoulders; no reason to share more than absolutely necessary, it did little to assess the situation of the cafés true purpose.<br>&nbsp;<br>“You mentioned your brother, is that how you came to work here?,” she inquired, attempting to maintain a casual air to her "interrogation."&nbsp; It was much easier to garner information while deploying such meaningless platitudes after all.&nbsp; Though it was likely this Akira didn't know much if it was indeed his first day, perhaps there was some tid-bit that might slip out in casual conversation; a name, a profession, a point of origin, something that would tie this place to Dr. Yameia more solidly then the faint but intangible familiarity of the dark suited man that had crossed the room.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eudoxia</strong> on <strong>18-01-2017, 01:51:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://mehwhatever.com/profile/pics/marathefau.jpg)</div><strong>Name~</strong> Mara Capra<br><br><strong>Job~</strong> (https://s10.postimg.org/x9itnt1fd/banners4.png)<br><br><strong>When~</strong> 15 September, mid-afternoon.<br><br><strong>Tagging~</strong> John Smith, open<br><br><strong>Side Note~</strong> n/a<br><br>Mara busied herself behind the coffee bar, making sure everything was filled, clean dishes put away, things tidy. It was important to keep up on side work throughout the shift. That allowed her to skip out quickly when her shift ended. Leaning a hand against the bar, Mara marveled at how for the first time ever, she didn’t want or need to run home from her job. She wouldn’t have a pounding headache from hiding her horns. And she was already among her people. Smiling wistfully to herself, the faun’s ears noticed the office door opening and closing. Glancing over with a friendly smile on her face, she expected to see Avynn. Imagine her surprise when her gaze happened upon a finely dressed male human. A <em>human</em>. Or, so he seemed. <br><br>Mara froze. Son of a <em>bitch</em>, she thought. Clamping down as panic rose, she gripped the edge of the bar til her knuckles were white. Licking her lips, she averted her eyes, as though that would stop him from noticing her very obvious, decidedly non-human horns sprouting from her head. Brows furrowed, she wondered what the meaning of that was. Why was a human in here? How did he get past the wards? He was leaving Avynn’s office, so the boss must know. Would she be out of place in asking him about it? Maybe not grilling the boss about his own meetings, how about that Mara, she berated herself.<br><br>Seeing no other customers had come in and her side work was managed, she decided to do the rational thing. She decided to follow the suited male human. He was walking in the direction of the courtyard. Perfect. That was outdoors, she’d feel comfortable there. Keeping a few paces between them, she followed him out. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>24-01-2017, 20:18:25</strong>
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				<hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i68.tinypic.com/29kpglw.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><br><br><br><br><strong>Name~</strong> Akira Hayama<br><br><strong>Job~</strong> (https://s15.postimg.org/sdei37eiz/banners6.png)<br><br><strong>When~</strong> September 15, mid afternoon<br><br><strong>Tagging~</strong> Freya, OPEN<br><br><strong>Side Note~</strong> None.<br><br><br><br><br><br></span><hr><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Akira raised a brow at Freya's words. "So this isn't your true form, I take it?" He asked, curious to see what her true form might resemble. "Ah, no. I do not actually remember what my true form looks like. It's been so long and I've changed forms so often, my memory has become... muddled." Akira murmured and gave her another smile. "But that matters not, I am here to cater to your desires. Whatever you wish to see, I can become." He told her with a nod.<br><br>He gazed at Freya as the woman took his hand and started to trace it with one of her fingers.<br><br>"Indeed. I find that taking on the shape of a human is easier in this particular area." Akira's lips twitched with amusement at Freya's words about how the human race would have gone extinct if the Deshan had evolved. What an interesting world it would have been then. Akira tilted his head to the side when Freya asked if his brother had been the reason why he'd become a host. "Yes, I suppose. Both of our parents were also hosts. So it stands to reason why both of us would become one too, right?" He said and reached up to scratch his head. "But we're searching for information."<br><br>"Perhaps we are searching for someONE too." Akira said cryptically and then smiled at Freya again, trying to return to his normal host-mode. "But enough about me. I wish to cater to YOU. Would you care to see me in a different form? One that provides you comfort perhaps? Or a cute version? Maybe you wish for a certain form you haven't seen in awhile? I can shift into anyone or anything." He told her with a wink and to prove this, Akira's form suddenly shrank and he became an adorable calico cat, who meowed and jumped up onto Freya's lap, purring a little.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>16-03-2017, 23:13:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i68.tinypic.com/1448j0x.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name~</strong> Lamia Montrose<br><strong>Job~</strong><br>(https://s3.postimg.org/rpc6kueub/banners1.png)<br>(https://s3.postimg.org/zcg1l6iwj/banners2.png)<br>(https://s15.postimg.org/sdei37eiz/banners6.png)<br><strong>When~</strong> 9/16 - 9/17 early morning, right before opening time.<br><strong>Tagging~</strong> Open!<br><strong>Side Note~</strong> For everyone currently active!<br><br></span><hr><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Avynn's grand opening of the Cafe de Fae had gone fairly well for its first day, as it had attracted quite a few customers. He'd even managed to hire quite a few people to help him make the place a success. Lamia was impressed, which in turn made him want to contribute more too. So, he'd taken it upon himself to help out the customers who came in and during his free time tried to make himself as useful as possible to the other employees.<br><br>Being a host was what he'd always wanted to become. So it only stood to reason that it was the position he'd claimed here. But what he hadn't expected, was for Avynn to come out of the back room - after he'd gone into it with that strange man in black - and ask for him to come with him into another room. He'd emerged a bit confused, having been made into an assistant manager, who would become the manager in place of Avynn himself while the boss went away.<br><br>On what he'd said to be a little trip. But Lamia felt as if he was up for the task, at least at this particular time. He considered himself to be fairly responsible and with his creation power it would be relatively simple to keep things clean and secure. Not that he wanted to use it because that would imply he <em>couldn't</em> do his job well but just in case of accidents, he'd have an advantage. Like if someone dropped or broke something that couldn't be replaced very quickly.<br><br>Well, he could make use of his power in such a situation.<br><br>Once Avynn left, having given Lamia his new badge, the shifter made some rounds around the Cafe to see where everyone was at and what they were currently doing. That was when he realized something very important that needed to be taken care of before they opened the following morning. Tomorrow, they wouldn't have a cook, as their current cook had decided to quit after one day's worth of work, with his reasoning being that it was too slow for him to handle.<br><br>That in itself was a problem as they needed to have someone who could cook in order to make meals for their customers. Of course, the cafe had a skeleton crew in the kitchen who could do basic things like make sandwiches.<br><br>Drinks were also no problem. But anything more skilled went over their heads. Luckily, Lamia had experience with cooking, as he'd had to learn how to do these things after his parents had been killed. Along with the fact that he was living alone, it wasn't surprising that he knew how to cook delicious food. So he decided he'd pick up the title of cook for the time being, until the cafe could find someone to take over that position from him. It was what had to be done.<br><br>His time as a host could come later, as the most important thing right now was to make sure the cafe continued to run as smoothly as possible. The rest of the afternoon passed by relatively fast, with nothing much going on to speak about, other than Lamia's announcement about the change of authority at the cafe to the other employees. By the end of the evening, Lamia waited for his employees to leave and either go up to their rooms at the hotel or leave to go back home.<br><br>When they had left, Lamia made one final round and then locked things up and headed back to his hotel room.<br><br></span><div align="center">+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+</div><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">The following morning, Lamia went out for an early morning run and then took a quick shower to wash off his sweat before heading over to the Cafe de Fae. He was the first one there and unlocked the door to let himself inside. The sign on the front door still read 'closed' and wouldn't be replaced with the 'open' sign until all the employees had come inside. He went about his morning round to make sure everything was as he'd left it last night and then headed back.<br><br>To the front of the cafe. Lamia unlocked the door for his employees and waited for them to show up. Once they did, they could all get started on the second day this cafe had seen and hopefully continue to make the Cafe de Fae become popular before Avynn returned. This manager position was new to him but he had a general idea as to what was expected of him. Essentially, there were only three things he needed to remember to guarantee success for the cafe.<br><br>He had needed to make sure the place remained clean and pristine, he needed to stop any trouble that might occur inside and he needed to cater to the needs of the customers as best as he could. Simple, right?</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>16-03-2017, 23:43:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.picresize.com/images/2017/03/16/PrXqM.png)</div><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name~</strong> Rui<br><strong>Job~</strong> Not Hired Yet<br><strong>When~</strong> 9/17 early morning, right before opening time.<br><strong>Tagging~</strong> Open!<br><br></span><hr><br><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"> The morning was quiet, birds chirping as the sun crept up in the sky to let both humans and Fae know that the next day had arrived. Every morning the same thing would happen; the sun would rise, people would get up in the morning, do their daily routine, get on with their life and simply relax as they continued on. <br><br>However, for one person, his routine had become rather mundane, as it were.<br><br>"The sun's out..." His voice was soft, no inflection in his voice, the one of his own speech almost a whisper as a tall, lanky, green-haired male made his way into view. Almost out of nowhere had he appeared, silent as the night yet as eye-catching as the sun above. To other Fae, he seemed very much human, or rather, <em>looked</em> very much human. The same pale skin, the same complexion, even to the way he dressed, Rui appeared more human then Fae.<br><br>However, when it came to gaining the trust of small human children to devour their nightmares, his appearance had to look trustworthy, to look just like them. After centuries of using this form, he became so used to it, his old form long forgotten, but it wasn't like it mattered to him. Only the bad dreams of others were his goal, however it was starting to become more of a chore. So many sleepless nights, so many mornings having to stay awake, to make sure that no others needed his services across the world. He had such little time that sleep no longer affected him, rendering his body, and emotions, almost completely lifeless. His heart still beat in his chest, yet he held no energy to express himself, to smile, to show emotion. He stayed stoic and quiet, observing rather then interacting with others. <br><br>Taking a few quiet steps along the red-brick road, his eyes glanced towards the Cafe that he had visited yesterday; yes he remembered going their very late at night, when almost no other Faes were there, except the staff. He was given odd stares by few, simply because he stayed in their, sitting in silence, watching life from outside the window, with a simple cup of tea. It had relaxed him, calmed him, and Rui wanted to visit again, to take the time he wanted to relax and to observe others. Watching the staff of the Cafe had been enjoyable for him, despite not showing any emotion, and he couldn't help but wonder that it would be like to work at such a place.<br><br>"I wonder if they're open." He hoped they were, for he could smell the distinct scent of baked sweets being made from the Cafe; his favorite type of food.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LamentingQuill</strong> on <strong>17-03-2017, 00:05:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/4e/d1/78/4ed178a9e7e3d3b4a3716c46d1a1756c.jpg)</div><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Name~</span></strong> Liliana Sinclare<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Job~</span></strong> (https://s14.postimg.org/e9wk4sc6p/banners3.png) {Singer}<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">When~</span></strong> September 16th, morning<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Tagging~</span></strong>The host, Open.<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Side Note~</span></strong> Wearing: Enchanting in Navy Blue (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=215922357[/URL)<br><br><hr><br>The strange man in the suit Liliana had met in the bar and lounge last night had her feeling a little bit on the uncomfortable side, he'd asked her questions she had really hoped no one was going to ask... namely why someone with the blood of an angel running through her veins would be here at an establishment run by a demon... but that would involve explaining everything about the tragedy of her mother and the problems she faced in normal human society what with being half angel... she kind of knew she'd only be able to ignore it for so long, the danger presented to her if humans were ever to discover there was something not quite normal about her and investigate further... and if they dug up the truth somehow? She could find herself locked up in a lab or something somewhere with scientists poking and prodding at her in the name of science. The existence of angels, they'd be all over her for that.<br><br>She released a heavy sigh as her graceful and steady footsteps carried her through the cafe doors, her stomach making a light gurgling noise as if it knew she was on her way to put something into it... she was thinking perhaps a nice sourdough turkey sandwich with swiss and colby jack cheese paired with a lightly sweetened raspberry iced tea&nbsp; and a raspberry muffin would be a nice brunch before she checked in with management to figure out her schedule, when and what time her performances would be, if she had any scheduled for the present week.<br><br>The material of her dress swished elegantly around her thighs as she walked towards the host stand, smiling pleasantly “Table for one, please”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>17-03-2017, 20:28:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1056.photobucket.com/albums/t372/Macross84/John%20smith_zpsrs16t7xg.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> John Smith<br><strong>Occupation:</strong> Inspector<br><strong>Time:</strong> Sept. 16, Morning.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Mara(m), Liliana (M), Rui(m),&nbsp; Open<br><br>------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>After his encounter with the Half-Angel, Liliana, Inspector Smith would continue his inspection uninterrupted as he moved from the Bar to the last part of the establishment, the hotel. Any member of the Fae council would have been singing Mr. Galagous's praises along with his benefactor. On the surface it would appear that the Cafe was a perfect local for Fae to take refugee from the demands of living in a Human world. However, the Bureau look beyond the Surface. Deep into the nooks, and crannies where most did not look. The depths of the darkest shadows that would have sapped the courage from even the bravest of warriors. <br><br>As the sun began to set upon the first day of the Cafe, John's inspection has turned up very positive results. Allowing an impression that this establishment will do quite well. So long as it is managed correctly. Yet, only time and Observation would reveal if that is to be the case. <br><br>With his prelimiarly investigation completed, Inspector Smith would quietly depart the Cafe to return to his home to rest. Tomorrow being another day. <br><br><div align="center">----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br></div><div class="floatright">(http://auto-database.com/image/pictures-of-ford-crown-victoria-17499.jpg)</div>Dawn would break over the city as Inspector Smith awoken to start his day. Taking a shower, shaving and brushing his teeth. He took his time to ensure that he conformed to Bureau Appearance Standards before pulling his suit from the closet and a fresh tie from his drawer before getting dressed.<br><br>Departing his home, he would get into his car and make his way across town towards the Cafe. Its observation has become his primary objective and all other menial duties, and tasks he would have been expected to accomplish were shifted to a younger, newer inspector to take care of so he can learn the ins, and outs of his job. The rich black sedan rolled along the street, pretty much going unnoticed by any, and all, as its design. the soft rumble of the engine belied the fact that the car was far more than what it appeared. <br><br>John took a similar route to the Cafe as he did the previous day. The Car slowly coasting around the corner as he approached the location. His eyes already scanning for any sign of pending incursions. However from the outside, all appeared as it should. John would take a slow lap around the block as he observed the people, and how they reacted with the presence of the Cafe in their vicinity. A concentration of Fae in one place has been seen to have an effect on the location. Changing the way the people act, and interacted. Sometimes other evidence of Fae presence would be seen. Like sickly plants that barely can subsist in the city showing new life, and a vitality that would be more expected in fertile soil. <br><br>The Car would once more turn down the road that the Cafe sat upon, and pulled into an empty space directly in front. The people continuing to meander along in their daily lack luster lives. So many of them wishing that something fantastic would happen. Not realizing the whole other world that existed in their shadow. It is as it should be. <br><br>Once the car came to rest, John slipped the lever into "P" for park, and leaned back against the Driver's chair as he let the engine idle for a bit. His eyes continuing to observe both the automobile Traffic, as well as the foot traffic. The Sign on the Door read closed so he could not enter at this time. It didn't matter, it wasn't like he had anything else pressing for the day. Reaching down he would pick up a stainless steel tumbler from his cup holder and took a sip of the piping hot coffee inside. Regretfully he did not take up Mara's offer for coffee the previous day. Figuring it was best to not involve himself beyond that of a professional level. Both for Mr. Galagous's Establishment, as well as the Bureau. <br><br>The Bitter black liquid slid down John's throat as he felt the warmth slowly permeate his being as John watched the foot traffic. Though raven locks would quickly catch his attention as a familiar face dressed in blue was seen coming down the Sidewalk. Miss Sinclare was apparently getting an early start to her day as she approached the entrance to the Cafe. It was to be expected as she was also a employee. Though her presence wasn't the only one to appear as what appeared to be a young man with off color hair was also making its way towards the cafe. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eudoxia</strong> on <strong>19-03-2017, 00:23:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://mehwhatever.com/profile/pics/marathefau.jpg)</div><strong>Name~</strong> Mara Capra<br><br><strong>Job~</strong> (https://s10.postimg.org/x9itnt1fd/banners4.png)<br><br><strong>When~</strong> 17 September, before opening/opening.<br><br><strong>Tagging~</strong> Lamia, Liliana, Smith (m), open<br><br><strong>Side Note~</strong> Wearing-Work outfit (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=218597034)<br><br><br><br><br><br><br>Smoothing her A-line black skirt down her (very human) thighs, Mara jingled her keys until the Cafe key surfaced. Letting herself into the not-yet-open business, she let her eyes adjust to the dimmer lit room. The bright morning sun had her rectangular pupil’s narrowed to slits. In here, they widened, revealing how she wasn’t quite human. Hearing the door click shut behind her, she took not a single moment more to rub her thumb over the amulet hanging around her neck. Out popped her horns. The feeling was something akin to popping one’s back- nearly euphoric.<br><br>Euphoric or not, the fawn needed coffee. Stat. “Hello?” She called out, wondering who had already arrived. Hopefully whoever did the baking and perhaps the cook. She didn’t typically work morning shifts, but had picked up a shift for the extra cash. That and she genuinely enjoyed being here at the Cafe. It was a strange notion, a person actually enjoying their job this much. But the very concept of this place was a strange notion- a meeting place for everyone not human. Besides Agent Smith. That was curious, wasn’t it? Mara thought to herself as she fired up the grand espresso machine. The best way to warm up a machine like this was to make a starter shot or two. Not being one to waste, she’d do her part by drinking them herself. Always the team player! Ahem. <br><br>As the dark liquid poured from the spout into the shot glass, Mara thought again on the mysterious, nicely dressed human who’d popped in for an inspection. He’d turned down coffee, peculiar man. Or just a consummate professional. Likely the latter, given his garb and demeanor. Hearing another sound, Mara called out, “Lamia, is that you?” Pouring the steamed milk into a mug, she tried her hand at creating an artful design with the foam. It certainly took practice. “I’ll fix you a latte or cappuccino if you’d like! I need to get this foam art down.” Taking a sip, Mara ended up with a foam-mustache. Spotting a woman at the host stand, she hastily wiped the foam from her lips and tied on her apron, ready for business. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LamentingQuill</strong> on <strong>19-03-2017, 00:49:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/4e/d1/78/4ed178a9e7e3d3b4a3716c46d1a1756c.jpg)</div><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Name~</span></strong> Liliana Sinclare<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Job~</span></strong> (https://s14.postimg.org/e9wk4sc6p/banners3.png) {Singer}<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">When~</span></strong> September 16th, morning<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Tagging~</span></strong>Mara, Lamia (m), Avynn (m), Open.<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Side Note~</span></strong> Wearing: Enchanting in Navy Blue (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=215922357[/URL)<br><br><hr><br><br>Liliana gave the faun server a pleasant sweet smile and gently repeated what she'd said with an added introduction“A table for one, if you please. I do not believe I've met you yet, I'm new... my name is Liliana Sinclare, I'm going to be singing in the lounge”<br><br>Her pale blue eyes moved to look for the male gentleman known as Lamia, she'd heard that name from Avynn but had not yet gotten the chance to meet the fellow yet, there were still quite a few introductions she had yet to make in getting to know her co-workers at the Cafe de Fae. Best be getting right on that with a warm greeting and a bright smile.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>24-03-2017, 20:48:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i68.tinypic.com/1448j0x.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name~</strong> Lamia Montrose<br><strong>Job~</strong><br>(https://s3.postimg.org/rpc6kueub/banners1.png)<br>(https://s3.postimg.org/zcg1l6iwj/banners2.png)<br>&nbsp; (https://s15.postimg.org/sdei37eiz/banners6.png)<br><strong>When~</strong> 9/16 - 9/17 early morning.<br><strong>Tagging~</strong> Liliana, Mara<br><strong>Side Note~</strong> No note for this post.<br><br></span><hr><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">The aroma of baked sweets could be smelled drifting from the kitchen area and Lamia walked over to take them out of the oven. He checked them and smiled, thinking about how they would taste to customers. Sweets were one of the things he was sure would sell at least a few over the course of the day and were popular amongst all kinds of fae, for various reasons. He made sure all the employees were present and ready to go.<br><br>For business.<br><br>Lamia went back to the front and turned the sign over to 'open' and waited for customers to enter the cafe. The assistant manager wondered if he'd see that strange man from last night, the one who'd waited until late at night when no other fae were around, again. If he did, he figured he'd probably either see him really early in the morning or really late at night and judging from his first visit, Lamia was thinking the latter. But maybe he hadn't known about the place.<br><br>After all, this was only the cafe's second day in operation.<br><br>Lamia smiled upon seeing Liliana come over and request a host from the area. He normally would have jumped upon taking her up, but now that he'd been given his new position and taken over a temporary one as cook as well, it was a bit more difficult. "Liliana. It's a pleasure to see you again. I would love to take care of you but our greeter has not arrived yet and I thought I'd take care of it until he does. Why don't you try Hayato until I'm free? If you don't mind."<br><br>"He did a great job as a host yesterday and I have full confidence in his performance today too." Lamia said with a smile. "If you'll excuse me, I must take care of some business." He told her and then headed off, pausing a few seconds later upon hearing his name being called out by Mara. "Yes, it's me. You doing alright, Mara? Do you need anything to get started for the day?" Lamia asked, waiting to make sure she had everything she needed before he moved onward.<br><br></span><div class="floatright">(http://i65.tinypic.com/2cfz4ph.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name~</strong> Hayato<br><strong>Job~</strong><br>(https://s15.postimg.org/sdei37eiz/banners6.png)<br><strong>When~</strong> 9/16 - 9/17 early morning.<br><strong>Tagging~</strong> Liliana, Mara<br><strong>Side Note~</strong> Since Liliana went to the host box, I assumed she wanted Lamia but Lamia has to do other things too but I didn't want to leave her alone...<br></span><hr><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">As a succubus, it was hard for Hayato to control his urges all the time. Especially humans, who were very susceptible to his charms. It had been really hard for him to function in society, while trying to hide his existence to the general population. It didn't help matters when men and women alike tended to come on to him often.<br><br>That is, when he wasn't focused or concentrated on maintaining and controlling his abilities. But that was when he'd heard about Avynn Galagous from someone. Hayato's contact had heard Avynn had decided to open up a special type of cafe that strictly catered to the fae and non-humans. It seemed like a place where he could actually relax and not worry about human exposure. But his contact didn't know if Avynn's cafe was even open yet, so Hayato had decided to go check.<br><br>He'd met with Lamia yesterday afternoon, had gotten hired as a host and had done quite a decent job.<br><br>Now, he was back for the cafe's second day of operation. Hayato made his way over to where Liliana had been seated and offered her a smile, although made sure not to meet her eyes. A strange thing for a host to do, that was for sure. "Lamia said my services might be needed with you." He said and extended his hand towards the half-angel. Liliana would see that both his hands were covered with a pair of very thin white gloves. Yet another strange thing for a host.<br><br>"My name is Hayato and I would love to entertain a beautiful woman such as yourself. Might I take a seat at your table?" He asked, waiting for her permission to do so.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pdragon</strong> on <strong>25-03-2017, 04:50:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/9s8nO7C.png)&nbsp; &nbsp;</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".&nbsp; <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>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>25-03-2017, 17:42:46</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1056.photobucket.com/albums/t372/Macross84/John%20smith_zpsrs16t7xg.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> John Smith<br><strong>Occupation:</strong> Inspector<br><strong>Time:</strong> Sept. 16, Morning.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><br>------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Inspector John Smith sat in his car as he listened to some soft jazz music upon the radio. For all intents, and purposes he simply appeared to be waiting for either a cafe to open or someone to approach his car. He didn't move, nor stir in the slightest. His his gaze continuing to scan the street and its pedestrians for anything out of the ordinary. Though every moment or so, John would glance at the door of the Cafe, and wait until the sign was flipped from "Closed", to Open. His patience hardly strained in the least. As he waited John saw both Mara, and Liliana both approach and enter the Cafe to get ready for their shifts. Punctual. Very good traits for employees. <br><br>It wouldn't be long after the two entered that John would notice that the Closed sign was turned to "Open", meaning he would be allowed to enter the establishment to continue his assignment. He reached out and turned off the idling car and was about to step out when he noticed someone on the opposite street take notice of the establishment before ducking into an alcove and doing some gesture upon his forehead. Ah, A witch's incantation, John recognized as once the gesture was finished he noticed a faint hint of a blue glow around the person's eyes. It would appear a young witch took notice of the establishment. John would watch him for a bit, though it was difficult to discern if this witch was male or female. <br><br>The Witch would then cross the street right in front of John's car, and approach the green haired Dream Eater. Though the moment the two came close to each other, John noticed a shift in the Witch's posture. Like any confidence he had was being drawn out. Curious. <br><br>The Witch would say something the Green Haired young man, and enter the cafe. John would wait until everyone was inside before he stepped out of his car. As the door closed, it locked without instruction as John stepped away and approached the establishment. Though right before he crossed the ward line, he took one last glance around to ensure that the Humans were continuing to be discouraged from noticing the establishment. Crossing the Ward line, John shrugged off the feeling of intense nausea that kept the humans away and grasped the door to enter the Cafe. <br><br>The interior was the exact same as it was the previous day, and it was just as welcoming. Already the smells of freshly brewed coffee, and sweets were starting to tickle at John's nose as he approached. He would see Liliana sitting with one of the cafe's hosts. Seemingly sampling the services before she begins her rehearsal, or performances. John would also quickly recognize Mara, the cute Fawn showing she was quite eager to begin her work as soon as possible with an energetic bounce in her step. John would also see the Witch as well, the young fae clearly surprised by the cafe as he started wandering around to take it all in. Having John wonder if he was going to discover the Bar, Courtyard, and the Hotel as well. Though should Artemis turn his magically enhanced gaze upon John. He would see something strange, very strange. John did not give off the Purple aura that Fae-kind gave off. Yet, he did not give the light blue color of humans either. This "Man" had no aura whats so ever. It may have allowed him to escape Artemis's notice outside when the young Witch was looking over the Cafe. John would continue to observe the traffic of this Cafe as it began its day. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>25-03-2017, 18:54:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.picresize.com/images/2017/03/16/PrXqM.png)</div><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name~</strong> Rui<br><strong>Job~</strong> Not Hired Yet<br><strong>When~</strong> 9/17 morning, Opening!<br><strong>Tagging~</strong> Lamia (m)<br><br></span><hr><br>"There's so many people..." Rui had only been here for a few good minutes, and already he had seen three others. A woman, with long black hair, and two men; one in a suit, and a young man that had just walked by him, and had even said good morning to him. Rui's attention turned towards the man that had greeted him, albeit rather quietly, before he gave him a small nod of acknowledgement; no words, simply a nod. They were all moving towards the Cafe, as his eyes noticed that the sign at the door had turned.<br><br>It went from <em>"Closed"</em>, to<em> "Open"</em>.<br><br>"..." Finally the cafe was open; he could have the tea that he had had the night before, and relax before he had to get to work at night. <br><br>"I wonder who else will be coming in." With that mutter to himself, Rui took a few steps to make his way inside the Cafe, his emotionless eyes sparkling as he walked inside, admiring the cafe's decor and structure. It was so pretty, so comforting, much like the dreams that Rui would give others. It was his own place to relax, and he was happy that he could have found such a cafe to hull up in for the time being. Seeing a few others inside, as well as some of the staff, he couldn't help but watch them, his eyes curiously watching one of the staff move around the Cafe, getting things set up; the Manager perhaps? He seemed like he knew what he was doing, and more often then not, suggesting to other staff what they needed to do, asking what they needed.<br><br>He waited by the entrance to be seated, curiously watching the man.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>25-03-2017, 21:15:43</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i68.tinypic.com/1448j0x.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name~</strong> Lamia Montrose<br><strong>Job~</strong><br>(https://s3.postimg.org/rpc6kueub/banners1.png)<br>(https://s3.postimg.org/zcg1l6iwj/banners2.png)<br>&nbsp; (https://s15.postimg.org/sdei37eiz/banners6.png)<br><strong>When~</strong> 9/16 - 9/17 early morning<br><strong>Tagging~</strong> Artemis, Mara, Rui, John<br><strong>Side Note~</strong> No note for this post.<br><br></span><hr><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">The little bell over the door rang and Lamia glanced over to see someone unfamiliar enter the place. The newcomer had long light blue hair and at this distance Lamia couldn't tell the fae's gender. But it was a customer and that meant he needed to welcome them into the place. They didn't have a greeter yet, so it was up to him to take care of business for now. Until they were able to hire someone.<br><br>However, before he could get to the entrance, Artemis wandered into the dining area on his own. Lamia headed for the kitchen and upon seeing Mara pouring some coffee into a pot, raised a hand into the air and waved to get her attention. <br><br>"Mara! You have a customer." He told her and then headed towards Artemis. "Welcome to Cafe de Fae. I hope you'll find it to your liking and please, let us know if you require something in particular for your stay. We have a variety of things to choose from and even have some professional hosts to entertain you, if that is appealing. Your server will be Mara and she'll be over in a few minutes." Lamia told the witch with a smile and then excused himself to return to the front.<br><br>The bell rang again, twice in the space of two minutes. One was a familiar but unfamiliar presence, decidedly not human or fae. If Lamia remembered correctly, it was probably the man in black who had come to see Avynn yesterday. He wondered why John was here, even though Avynn wasn't present at the time. Perhaps to keep an eye on things for some reason? Would John want to speak with him if Avynn wasn't there? The other presence was that of another fae.<br><br>But a different type and it took him a few minutes to recall who it was. Ah yes, it was that green haired fae who had come late ate night, a few hours before closing time and had only bought a cup of tea. Lamia made his way over to John, who had entered first and grabbed a menu from behind the main desk. "Welcome to Cafe de Fae. Please, follow me." He led John towards a small table off to the side and away from the front and then placed the menu on the table. It was a location out of the way of the others but situated where John could see everything that went on around him.<br><br>"Mara will be your server today and will be over in a few minutes. The boss isn't here right now, so I'm in charge until he returns. So, if you have any questions, please feel free to contact me." Lamia told him and then went back to the entrance to meet with Rui, the last customer who had entered. He smiled at the green haired fae, picked up a menu and then tilted his head to the side. "Welcome to Cafe de Fae. Please, follow me." Lamia told him and headed for a table near where he'd seated Artemis, Liliana and John. Once they arrived, he set the menu on the table. "Mara will be your server today and will be over in a few minutes." He said, giving him the same line as he'd given the other customers.<br><br>There was no reason to say more. Lamia turned around and started to walk away from the table...</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LamentingQuill</strong> on <strong>26-03-2017, 03:07:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/4e/d1/78/4ed178a9e7e3d3b4a3716c46d1a1756c.jpg)</div><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Name~</span></strong> Liliana Sinclare<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Job~</span></strong> (https://s14.postimg.org/e9wk4sc6p/banners3.png) {Singer}<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">When~</span></strong> September 16th, morning<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Tagging~</span></strong>Hayato, Open.<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Side Note~</span></strong> Wearing: Enchanting in Navy Blue (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=215922357[/URL)<br><br><br><hr><br>Liliana smiled as an unfamiliar, but handsome nonetheless, man with long black hair approached her where she stood at the host stand, he wore a beautiful black and gray traditional Japanese attire and had a warm welcoming smile upon his perfect lips. She might have been attracted to him if she wasn't firmly aware that one had to be cautious at first in this world until the possibility of threat was vanquished, or at the very least, diminished.<br><br>{Hayato} "Lamia said my services might be needed with you."&nbsp;<br><br>“Oh, that was very kind of him, thank you very much” Liliana replied kindly, reaching forward to accept his thinly gloved hand offered to her with a delicate feminine hand of her own, he'd find her skin soft as the finest silk if he wasn't wearing gloves.<br><br>{Hayato} "My name is Hayato and I would love to entertain a beautiful woman such as yourself. Might I take a seat at your table?"&nbsp;<br><br>She was a little bit cautious about immediately trusting such a beautiful man, but... she did tell herself that she wanted to get to know her co-workers better and maybe make some friends, right? Well, it was only fair to get to know this Hayato first and see his true character for herself before passing any kind of premature judgements. She certainly wouldn't want anyone prematurely judging her in a negative manner.<br><br>“Sure, I would be delighted to welcome you... I was hoping to talk to Lamia about my schedule, but that can wait until he's got time to talk with you” Liliana replied with a kind genuine smile, her pale blue eyes gazing up into his face.<br><br>It was strange, as she gazed into his eyes... she felt, a draw... her heart did a little flip flop in her chest... she forced herself to turn her gaze away towards the table she liked and proceeded towards it after gesturing to it for Hayato to follow her if he wished to. She chose table near the wall, more quiet and offered a small semblance of privacy.<br><br>“I'm really grateful for Avynn giving me this chance for another future... hopefully one more friendly towards what I am...” Liliana murmured as they got themselves seated “It started becoming very obvious how dangerous it was for me around normal humans... if they realized there was something not quite... mortal... about me, when I sing...”<br><br>Of course Liliana was angelic in many more ways than her voice alone, she was blessed with divine beauty and grace as well, something many around easily noticed... but Liliana herself was much too modest and humble to really personally acknowledge all that.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eudoxia</strong> on <strong>26-03-2017, 04:16:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://mehwhatever.com/profile/pics/marathefau.jpg)</div><strong>Name~</strong> Mara Capra<br><br><strong>Job~</strong> (https://s10.postimg.org/x9itnt1fd/banners4.png)<br><br><strong>When~</strong> 17 September, morning<br><br><strong>Tagging~</strong> Lamia, Liliana, Hayato, Artemis, John Smith, Rui<br><br><strong>Side Note~</strong> Wearing- work outfit<br><br><br><br><br>Grinning at the lovely new lounge singer, Mara gave a polite nod and nearly gushed, “Oh, it’s really nice to meet you! I’m excited to hear you perform.” Mara lead the brunette to a small table, giving a nod to both Lamia and Hayato. Leaving a menu with Liliana, Mara left her alone with Hayato and to get her a glass of ice water. Seeing a few new guests enter, Mara loaded up several glasses of water onto a tray. Tucking menus between her apron and the small of her back, she made her rounds. <br><br>Approaching the young man (Artemis), she placed a glass in front of him. Giving him a warm smile, she offered, “Hello! My name is Mara and I’ll be your server. Take a look at the menu, unless you know what you’d like. I just turned on the espresso machine- we’ve got the best coffee around!” Her lips twinged as she took the young man in, looking like someone who might benefit from a jolt of caffeine. <br><br>After her exchange with Artemis, she continued to the next table where Inspector Smith had been seated. Perhaps the good inspector would turn into a regular, she mused. The food and drink were certainly good enough, to say nothing of the company and general feeling of the cafe. It was truly her home away from home. Smiling wide, she placed a glass of water in front of him. “Hey stranger! Couldn’t resist the coffee, could you? I can’t blame you.” She grinned and winked. “What can I get for you this morning?”<br><br>Spotting yet another young gent come in, Mara felt her heartbeat quicken. She loved a good rush of customers. It made the hours speed by and actually made work fun. After Lamia had seated the newcomer (Rui) and after she’d chatted with Inspector Smith, she continued to his table. “Good morning! Can I get you started with some juice or coffee?” Mara took the pencil from behind her horn and tapped it on her order pad, smiling pleasantly. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Hayato remained at Liliana’s table. Good. With the three additional customers, his presence would buy her time in getting to the singers table. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>26-03-2017, 04:51:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.picresize.com/images/2017/03/16/PrXqM.png)</div><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name~</strong> Rui<br><strong>Job~</strong> Not Hired Yet<br><strong>When~</strong> 9/17 morning, Opening!<br><strong>Tagging~</strong> Lamia (m), Mara<br><br></span><hr><br>"...thank you." Answering after a few minutes of silence towards Lamia, he followed the man towards where he would be sitting, noticing the other people that had come in at a table nearby his own. Taking his seat with a emotionless look in his eye, he gave a small nod of his head towards Lamia, before he saw the man leave to attend to other things that he must have need of taking care of. It wasn't until Rui had looked around the cafe, and most noticeably the other people that were at their tables, that Mara had walked over, and his eyes looked towards the Fae, her horns something that caught his attention.<br><br>His brown eyes, deep likes pools of amber, looked towards the woman, studying her, inspecting her as she spoke to him. Being of a different type of Fae, most probably the only one of his kind, he had the odd ability to read people, fairly well in fact. Having to look after people's dreams gave him the ability to find out their insecurities, their fears, simply by looking at a person, and it caused him to latch onto people that he felt needed someone to talk to them, to communicate with them.<br><br>This woman's insecurities was well received towards him, her bubbly personality being her own, but personal problems were pushed back, feelings of guilt and shame.<br><br>"...rose tea please." He muttered this towards Mara, his hand, covered by the longs sleeve of his jacket, coming to rest towards the bottom of his mouth, looking towards Mara in thought, or rather, deep contemplation.<br><br>"...you shouldn't feel bad."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pdragon</strong> on <strong>26-03-2017, 06:00:26</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/9s8nO7C.png)&nbsp; &nbsp;</div><strong>Name~</strong> Artemis Baker<br><br><strong>When~</strong> 9/17 - morning<br><br><strong>Tagging~</strong> Mara, Lamia, John, open<br><br><strong>Side Note~</strong> off to a great start so far<br><br><hr><br>Artemis was so caught up in the sights and smells of the cafe that he hadn't noticed the man in oriental garb approaching until he was right on top of him, causing the young man to jump a bit when he spoke up, "Gah!...h-huh?...I-I mean, yes thank you" the boy stammered, tripping over his words a bit before finally managing to give a somewhat proper answer to the man's invitation. The witch wordlessly allowed the man to show him to a seat, blushing and shaking his head all the while. Jeez, way to come off as a huge weirdo. Though it didn't seem like the man was too worried about it, honestly he probably didn't care all that much either way, and when he headed off to seat other customers Artemis was left to ponder the various services the man had mentioned, "professional "hosts" huh? What the heck does that mean?" he muttered to himself, not really familiar with the practice. <br><br>A minute or so later the boy was broken from his thoughts (man was he spacey today, wonder why...) as a glass of water was set down in front of him. The boy turned his head up towards the server, prepared to give her a grateful smile, but froze when he saw ram-like horns protruding from the beautiful woman's head. So far all of the fae he had seen in the cafe (and that he had closely interacted with in general) has been of the fully humanoid variety. While the woman's horns were probably quite mundane by most fae's standards, she was actually the most inhuman fae he had gotten this close to...well, the most inhuman one that he hadn't been tasked to fight or extract something out of at least. As such he found himself staring at the girl's horns for longer than would be considered polite, "c-coffee?...oh...right..." the boy muttered dumbly, shaking himself back to his senses as he watched her head off to another table. <br><br>Artemis buried his face into his hands and plopped down on the cloth lined table, feeling very much like a complete dolt. Come on, he was better than this. He wasn't some awkward socially inept weirdo, he was a normal enough guy! Though maybe that was part of the problem...Maybe it would have been better to go home and take a nap after all. Heaving a small sigh Artemis looked up from his hands just in time to spot a tall man in a dark suit and sun glasses making his way into the dining area. Immediately the Men in Black theme song began playing in his head, and the witch found his brow raising at his presence. Honestly of everyone in the cafe this man probably stood out the most. The dark shades and the well pressed suit screamed that this kind of place wasn't his scene, supernatural affiliation or not. Curious Artemis turned aside and stealthily shielded his face with his hand as he once again traced an eye across his forehead, activating the scanning spell once more. He then stole a few peaks over at the man, when he was pretty sure (about 63%) that the man wasn't looking. The boy had to bite his lip to keep from gasping at what he saw radiating off of the man...nothing. What the hell did that even mean!? <br><br>Realizing he was probably waltzing dangerously close to something he didn't want any business with, the boy shook his head and pushed the matter out of his mind, canceling out the spell in the process, instead focusing on the waitress as she passed by, "ummm, I'm ready to order" Artemis said, not realizing until the words left his lips that he hadn't actually looked at the menu, the boy starting to feel like he was awkwardly shambling across a metaphorical field of rakes, stepping on every single one and being comically smacked in the face each time for his efforts, "...I...ummm...I'm actually not a big coffee fan...so do you have like...hot chocolate?" the boy murmured, blushing as he realized just how childish the request sounded, not to mention how foolish he must look getting so worked up over a drink order, of course acknowledging how weird it was only made him blush that much deeper, the redness of his face contrasting well with his sky blue hair, "And...uh, to eat I'll just...have...the uh..." the boy stalled, glancing down at the menu, but feeling like he couldn't open it and start looking at it <em>now</em>, especially now that he was pulling the girl's attention away from her other customers, "...I'll just have the special..." the boy finally said, giving an awkward smile. Of course he had no idea what the special even was, but he figured hey, it's a restaurant, they had to have a special of some kind right? That seemed like a thing that would probably exist right? It's not like the cafe didn't have a proper chef yet and barely had time to finalize it's menu let alone work on specials right? He definitely wouldn't look like an idiot picking that...right?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eudoxia</strong> on <strong>26-03-2017, 07:43:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://mehwhatever.com/profile/pics/marathefau.jpg)</div><strong>Name~</strong> Mara Capra<br><br><strong>Job~</strong> (https://s10.postimg.org/x9itnt1fd/banners4.png)<br><br><strong>When~</strong> 17 September, morning<br><br><strong>Tagging~</strong> Rui, Artemis, open<br><br><strong>Side Note~</strong> Wearing- work outfit<br><br><br><br><br>At the first table, the young lad did stare openly at her horns. At first, her paled cheeks had tinted pink, definitely not used to attention given to that part of her body. They were either hidden from those who would want to stare, or were out among her kind. And that experience was a decade old and counting. Her brows furrowed at the memory. It seemed many were surfacing, very likely because she was able to be herself. She wasn’t hiding and neither were her memories. Biting her lower lip, she gave Artemis a shy smile. “One coffee…” She said softly, jotting it down on her order pad. She gave a little nod and went to the next table. <br><br>At Rui’s table, she didn’t need to note his order of rose tea. She’d remember that one, as it had been a favorite of her mother's. That memory and his seemingly casual remark that she shouldn’t feel bad caused her to pale- a remarkable feat considering her already porcelain complexion. Swallowing and plastering a smile, Mara tilted her head to convey slight confusion. “Hmm? I, umm…” He had thrown her off guard. For one, she’d forgotten a key part to working in a facility catering to fae- patrons could often know far more than what was simply communicated by words or expressions. Damn. Double damn. She’d have to be more careful, have to try shoving her extra-spicy emotions down further than ever. Sucking in a breath, her smile widened and she gave a little nod. His impassive expression almost begged for her to keep talking. Like it was her duty to paint expression onto his face. Glancing around, the other customers kept her from indulging in such an odd compulsion. Odd to her anyway. ‘Opening up’ wasn’t really something she did often...or ever, really. Who would she open up to? A human roommate or coworker? Hardly. “I’ll be right back with your tea, sir.” Her words were hasty but polite, glad to have a reason to skirt around his last comment. As she walked to the beverage station, she wondered how their future exchanges would go. Would she divulge? Would she keep up the confused charade, wondering why he thought she felt bad? Mara was no actress. Sure, she could pass as human, but that was less acting and more magic. <br><br>Passing Artemis’ table to fetch the drinks, he caught her attention, ready to order. Pad and pencil in hand, she looked at him expectantly, figuring he’d know what he wanted.&nbsp; Stammering, it became obvious he wasn’t quite ready at all. Her smile morphed from polite to amused. Giving a nod, she replied, “Yes, we have excellent hot chocolate. Made with real chocolate bark and milk, it is so delicious. And the special...hmm, the special.” Mara laughed lightly and looked back, trying to find Lamia. Not seeing him right away, she returned her attention to her customer. “Truth be told, I’m not sure what is on special today. I better find out! I’ll let you know when I bring your cocoa out.” She gave him a warm smile, no longer minding if he stared at her horns. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>28-03-2017, 16:27:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1056.photobucket.com/albums/t372/Macross84/John%20smith_zpsrs16t7xg.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> John Smith<br><strong>Occupation:</strong> Inspector <br><strong>Tagging: </strong>Lamia, Rui, Artemis(m), Mara, Open.<br><br>------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>John would not have to wait long before Lamia approached him. The two recognized each other from the previous day. John would know of Lamia being Mr. Galagous's Assistant Manager and would Run the shop in the Owner's absence. As Lamia grabbed a menu and instructed Inspector Smith to follow him, the man would nod and fall in step with Lamia as they moved between the tables and chairs towards a Quiet small table tucked away. "Thank you, Mr Montose." John stated respectfully before pulling the chair out and sitting down in such a way that he would be able to watch the comings, and goings of the Cafe while, hopefully, not standing out too much. When Lamia explained that Mara would be by soon to take his order, John would nod in understanding. "Understood." He replied quietly before Lamia departed to Take care of another Guest. Leaving John to sit, and wait for Mara to approach. <br><br>While John waited, he would take in the Cafe. It still held that warm homey feel from the previous day. Perhaps a bit more so now that it was actually doing business. Though his eyes would fall upon the young witch that was acting rather jittery. Though John would catch him glancing his way before "Subtly" concealing his face before bring his hand up to his forehead for that incantation he made earlier. Though John would act like he didn't see it, and let the Witch do what he felt needed. <br><br>It would be about this time that Mara would approach with a bright smile, and a glass of water. Her bright, wide smile and happy demeanor made her truly attractive, and must've garnered her quite a few fans amongst her previous patrons at her last occupation. John was actually tempted to return the smile. "Good morning, Miss Capra." John stated with a nod. That same respectful tone he would address everyone in was used once more to address her. Neither Talking down her to, nor conveying a sense of arrogance cause of his station. Simply showing Mara the respect of another Sentient Being. When Mara asked what she could get him John was about to politely decline. However, there was still some curiosity in him yet. "Coffee, Black. Thank you." John stated. His voice surprisingly soft for his size and presence, but still very respectful of this very hard working and admittedly beautiful Faun. <br><br>As Mara took his order, and moved on to check in on the Young man with Green Hair, John continued to survey the cafe. So far it appeared that the place will do quite well, and become a haven for Fae Kind in the concrete Jungle of Humanity's hubris. A part of John hoped for the Establishment's success as the Fae needed their place in the world as much as Humans. John's eyes turned to Liliana, and Hayato. Watching the two a moment before continuing to back to Mara, and the Young Witch male. The Witch seemed a bit out of sorts, but otherwise good. Mara expertly handling the situation to assuage fears the young Witch may have. <br><br>The Bureau's job was to Protect the Fae as much as it was to Protect Humans. John believed wholeheartedly about his cause. Even if there was quite a bit of sacrifice involved.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pdragon</strong> on <strong>28-03-2017, 17:00:50</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/9s8nO7C.png)&nbsp; &nbsp;</div><strong>Name~</strong> Artemis Baker<br><br><strong>When~</strong> 9/17 - morning<br><br><strong>Tagging~</strong> Mara, open<br><br><strong>Side Note~</strong> <br><br><hr><br>Artemis blushed even more seeing the girl's smile shift to one more...coy? jovial? He must have looked really silly indeed, "Oh...well that sounds great!" he said, chuckling a bit, trying to return the girl's playful grin with his own. When she mentioned not knowing what the special was his chuckle became more awkward and nervous, "I see, thanks a lot I appreciate it" he muttered, trying to play it of cooly. When she smiled down at him again he seemed to mellow out a bit. There was definitely something...calming, in the warmth of her smile. And it wasn't just that she was pretty, though god was she certainly that, it was more the..."welcoming" of it? Perhaps. Over the past few years he had been so confused about the world and his place within it, finding himself suddenly thrust between two completely different lives. He was caught between his intrigue in this new, supernatural world, and his fear and uncertainty of it. However there was something about her smile that felt safe, assuring, like everything would work out just fine.....Or perhaps she was just a really attractive young woman, and the young man who hadn't been with any woman besides his eccentric teacher since high school was just developing a bit of a crush and looking way too deeply into it. That was also a possibility he supposed. <br><br>However as he gazed up at her smiling face, his eyes eventually began to trail upwards towards her horns again, the boy blushing slightly when he remembered how she had reacted to his staring the first time. Was there something err...<em>inappropriate</em> about staring at that particular area? He honestly didn't know what other races considered to be "intimate areas" or not, though as with most things, his cat-like curiosity drove him to investigate further, "umm hey...I'm sorry if this rude of me to ask. But I haven't really gotten a chance to actually just sit down and talk to, errr, someone like you before..." the boy muttered, great start there Arty, amazing start. "Someone like you"? No way anyone would take offense to a statement like that, "Your horns...they look ummm, very animalistic in nature...n-not in a bad way of course they're very lovely looking! But I mean, they don't really look like demon horns or anything like that, so I figured you must be from the Beastial category of fae, n-not that you're beastly in any way of course, but...well usually fae in that category have more signifying traits than just horns, like legs for example" the boy said, glancing down at her smooth, shapely, very much human legs (Artemis quickly peeling his eyes back upwards lest he get caught gawking at them), "So umm, what are you exactly?" the boy asked, finally getting around to the point after a mountain of preamble. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>30-03-2017, 02:54:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i65.tinypic.com/2cfz4ph.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name~</strong> Hayato<br><strong>Job~</strong><br>(https://s15.postimg.org/sdei37eiz/banners6.png)<br><strong>When~</strong> 9/16 - 9/17 early morning.<br><strong>Tagging~</strong> Liliana<br><strong>Side Note~</strong> N/A<br></span><hr><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Hayato inclined his head at Liliana's words and shook her hand with a light but firm grip, not making any attempt to remove his thin white gloves. He'd seen her around yesterday but hadn't had the opportunity to introduce himself before now. So it was nice that he would get that chance today. The succubus couldn't wait to interact.<br><br>Hayato nodded when Liliana said she needed to speak to Lamia about her schedule.<br><br>"Perhaps I can entertain you until then." He said with a smile, feeling at ease around her since everyone who had entered so far had been non-human. Hayato quickly averted his eyes from Liliana's as soon as he realized she was staring into them and cleared his throat a little. The two of them took a seat at one of the empty tables and Hayato continued to avoid her eyes as Liliana spoke again.<br><br>"So you've met Avynn. I was hired by Lamia, so I haven't had the pleasure of meeting the boss yet. What is he like?" Hayato asked, curious to know more about Avynn. He let his eyes flicker over the woman for a few seconds and then looked down at the table once more. "So, what exactly are you?" He seemed to get an almost ethereal sense about her but couldn't quite place her species. "Ah, so you're a singer?" Hayato asked, wondering what her voice sounded like.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LamentingQuill</strong> on <strong>30-03-2017, 04:29:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/4e/d1/78/4ed178a9e7e3d3b4a3716c46d1a1756c.jpg)</div><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Name~</span></strong> Liliana Sinclare<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Job~</span></strong> (https://s14.postimg.org/e9wk4sc6p/banners3.png) {Singer}<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">When~</span></strong> September 16th, morning<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Tagging~</span></strong>Hayato, Open.<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Side Note~</span></strong> Wearing: Enchanting in Navy Blue (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=215922357[/URL)<br><br><br><hr><br><br>{Hayato} "Perhaps I can entertain you until then."&nbsp;<br><br>“I would enjoy that” Liliana replied with a sincere friendly smile, she was careful though to avoid direct eye contact for now though until she figured out what that was that she'd felt before.<br><br>{Hayato} "So you've met Avynn. I was hired by Lamia, so I haven't had the pleasure of meeting the boss yet. What is he like?"<br><br>“He was really nice to me, he seemed to understand my circumstances and was eager to help me” Liliana replied “I don't know all that much about him, but he came off to me as a friendly person... though I wouldn't doubt that he's got some danger in there too. Most of the folks here do, it's in our nature”<br><br>{Hayato} "So, what exactly are you?"<br><br>“Oh, you didn't know? My father was an angel... more specifically a high ranking angel of music, according to my mother” Liliana replied “I inherited the angelic talents of singing and I'm a rather quick learner for most instruments too”<br><br>{Hayato} "Ah, so you're a singer?"<br><br>Blushing lightly, Liliana nodded “Yes, opera most specifically, I do so love to sing... which created a problem for me... I don't need humans figuring out that I'm not entirely human... and I don't want to stop singing either...”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eudoxia</strong> on <strong>31-03-2017, 05:05:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://mehwhatever.com/profile/pics/marathefau.jpg)</div><strong>Name~</strong> Mara Capra<br><br><strong>Job~</strong> (https://s10.postimg.org/x9itnt1fd/banners4.png)<br><br><strong>When~</strong> 17 September, morning<br><br><strong>Tagging~</strong> John Smith, Artemis, Rui, open<br><br><strong>Side Note~</strong> <br><br><br>The inspector maintained his professional composure, but did succumb in requesting a coffee. Unable to resist, Mara grinned widely. Giving a tiny nod, she pressed her lips together. “Good choice, sir. I trust you won’t be disappointed.” The tone of his voice was more pleasant that strictly-business. As such, Mara softened and gave another smile to him. It’d be difficult having to work without any kind of reprieve, especially while at a cafe such as this. Mara didn’t think she had the discipline to stay completely focused and say no to delectable treats or a creamy cafe au lait. Plus, she’d probably get to talking to people and not do her job.<br><br>With that, Mara snapped out of her reverie and continued on to the next table. The younger man, who’d asked about the specials. Giving him a sweet smile, she said, “The special this morning is either Smoked Salmon Hash or fresh sticky cinnamon rolls. They get made a few times per week and simply cannot be missed.” She leaned her hand on the table and stage-whispered, “They’re the size of a child’s head, no joke!” Chuckling, her amusement continued as the lad looked her over and again took a gander at her horns. It was a bit unsettling, not being used to anyone looking at her curiously at all. Mara coached herself internally to be cool- he was just curious and he was obviously fae of some kind. She was safe here. This was her turf, fae turf. Plus, there was an inspector nearby. <br><br>“Someone like me, huh? I don’t think I’m all that strange or unusual.” She said with a good-natured laugh. As he continued to say things that embarrassed himself more than they did her, Mara had to bite back a laugh. Her laughter died and her smile faltered as he mentioned her deviant legs, so glaringly <em>human</em>. So different from her unhuman and yes, non-demonic horns. Her face paled as she thought of a way to explain. How to explain that her legs were her own doing? Her very shapely, very human legs were the distinct reason she stood here today, ostracized from her family and clan. Licking her suddenly dry lips, her left hand raised to her left horn, index finger tracing a rune along its ridges. <br><br>And just like that, time stopped. It would only stop for upwards of 30 seconds, but it was long enough for Mara to bite back the tears stinging behind her eyelids and to suck in a breath. He didn’t know. His question was, while stammering, perfectly innocent. Feeling the tingle of time returning, Mara plastered on a polite smile. <br><br>Seeing a bird fly by the window, Mara looked at Artemis and said mildly, “You’re right, I’m no demon. I’m a faun! I hail from the highlands. The Capra Clan. I’ll be right back to find out if you’d like the special. I’m going to get coffee going.” Mara hustled off to the coffee stand, tucking behind the grand espresso machine. Grateful for its shelter, Mara busied herself with preparing a fresh mug of coffee for Inspector Smith and Artemis. As the coffee brewed, she set out to prepare a fresh cup of rose tea for Rui, all the while thinking of Artemis’ innocuous question. It wasn’t that he wondered what she was. That was inconsequential. Mara thought about it, wondering what triggered her. Chuckling to herself as she realized she had indeed been triggered, she realized it was the glance and mention of her legs. Well, that was her fault. She ought to wear pants while around fae. They’d notice her incredibly incongruous and conspicuously different legs. It was only natural someone would ask. She had non-demonic horns and human legs. What the hell was she, indeed! She was a disgrace and a disappointment, that was what. <br><br>Shoulders sagging a bit, she shook her head, brown hair tousling. No. She’d done what she’d wanted and now was living with the consequences. Oddly, she was starting to actually enjoy her life now that she could be “out” while at the cafe. It was time to get over the fact that her clan had disowned her. It was time to live in the present. <br><br>And the present included coffee that was very much ready to be poured. Not wanting to present overbrewed coffee after hyping it so hard, Mara snapped to it, pouring the cups and loading them on her tray. Out she went, delivering tea and coffees to Rui, Artemis, and John. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>31-03-2017, 16:04:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1056.photobucket.com/albums/t372/Macross84/John%20smith_zpsrs16t7xg.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> John Smith<br><strong>Occupation:</strong> Inspector <br><strong>Tagging: </strong>Lamia Artemis(m), Mara, Mr. Galagous (M), Open.<br><br>------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Mara was an excellent choice to be a waitress. Her sunny disposition, and hard working tenacity will certainly win her a lot of praise, if not tips. The smile upon her face was bright as morning sunshine and seemed to dispel any tension in her guests. Her long brown tresses framing her youthful face that gave her a very attractive appearance that the horns on the side of her head seemed to accentuate. Mara would be correct in that it was quite difficult to be "All Business" all the time. Even John had to relax every so often. When Mara stated that she trusts that He won't be disappointed, John nodded. "I'll trust you in that fact, Miss Capra." John replied in as friendly a manner as his position, and conditioned demeanor would allow. <br><br>As the Faun moved on to the next table, John eyes watched her. Or more specifically, her legs. They were very human for a faun. It piqued his curiosity, though he had to admit they were very nice to look at. If John had a weakness,&nbsp; it could be gorgeous legs attached to an amazing butt. Which Mara seemed to be a possessor of such. Was Mara still trying to hide her faun attributes in an attempt to protect herself in case something were to happen? It was curious. <br><br>John turned his attention back to his observations of the Cafe in general, and its patrons as a whole. All were Fae, and all seemed to be relaxing and thoroughly enjoying the respite from having to conceal themselves from the Humans of the world. It was pleasing to see that Mr. Galagous's endeavor was already bearing fruit. And with the pleasant atmosphere fostered by Miss Capra, Mr. Montrose, and Miss Sinclair along with the rest of the staff. John was confident in his assumption that word about the cafe will quickly spread among the Fae community here in this City. <br><br>Though John would be brought out of his reverie when he felt something wash over him. Looking up, he saw that the room had come to a complete stop. Everyone frozen in place. Well everyone except for Mara. She was over with the Witch once again, but apparently something happened as her demeanor was completely different than what it was when she was with him. His eyebrows narrowed slightly as he watched the faun fight down whatever it was that caused her to stop time, very dangerous Magic. Would Mara notice that not everyone in the restaurant was frozen in time? <br><br>Time would resume about half a minute later and the Cafe would come back to motion, the Faun seemingly back to her chipper self. She would excuse herself to fetch the orders, John watching her as she moved. Her posture, and her demeanor still not completely returned. As evidenced by him witnessing her slumping shoulders. Thankfully she would shake her head, causing her long hair to ripple like a brown waterfall, and reassert herself before she poured the Drinks. <br><br>When Mara came back to John's table, the human picked up the coffee, and took a tentative sniff. Dark roast, rich and savory. John took a sip, the dark fluid washing over his tongue. The bitter flavor biting at him, stirring him up to further wakefulness. Pulling the Cup from his lips, he regarded the faun. "This is good, Miss Capra." John stated with a nod. Though before the Faun would depart, John would say one more thing to her. "Please be cautious with the use of Time Magic, Miss Capra. Time has demonstrated a Will of its own from time to time." John stated. The words were not spoken in a stern reprimanding lecturing tone, but a tone that spoke of concern for Mara's well being. John's job was to protect the Fae, as well as the Humans. And that included Mara. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eudoxia</strong> on <strong>02-04-2017, 07:27:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://mehwhatever.com/profile/pics/marathefau.jpg)</div><strong>Name~</strong> Mara Capra<br><br><strong>Job~</strong> (https://s10.postimg.org/x9itnt1fd/banners4.png)<br><br><strong>When~</strong> 17 September, morning<br><br><strong>Tagging~</strong> John Smith, Artemis, Rui, open<br><br><strong>Side Note~</strong> <br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br>She had not, in fact, noticed if the freezing of time had (or had not) affected anyone else. It would work without a hitch in the outside world. Being accustomed to that, Mara hadn’t thought to pay attention. But she was now in a fae zone, so all the usual bets were off. It didn’t work with other faun from her clan. It was their power, their ability that gave them an upper hand in hunting or other confrontations. Mara had no real idea at all if it would work on other fae. She didn’t have the ability to determine types of fae, she could only tell who was human. With one curious exception. Smith.<br><br>She couldn’t get a read on him at all. Fae? Maybe. Human? Likely not, although maybe. Perhaps he’d been enchanted or something, allowing him to pass among fae. Smiling at him, she placed the coffee in front of him. As the inspector sipped, she watched him. Mara tried to determine if his stoic, hyper-professional demeanor was due to his being on duty or simply his nature. Maybe he was A.I.? Her rectangular pupils narrows as she took him in. Curious indeed. Her mind did wander, wondering what it would take to break his vigilant demeanor. If he ever loosened his tie, maybe even unbuttoned the top button. Something crazy like that. Her lips lifted in a private, amused and curious smile, watching his throat move as he swallowed the coffee.<br><br>Her smile widened as he acknowledged the coffee was good. Her little episode nearly forgotten, that is until John said his next sentence. Her pupils widened, making her light grey eyes appear dark. Tugging at a lock of hair nervously, she nodded numbly. What could she say? It was a family ability? No. That’d bring about that line of questioning and clearly she wasn’t in the right headspace for that topic. “Yes, of course Inspector. I’m typically steadfast with my caution. I just...needed a moment.” <br><br>Considering him for a moment longer, she wondered if maybe he had a bit of faun in him as well. Perhaps that is how he was unaffected by the pause. Brows furrowing, she then wondered if she might get into trouble by her bosses. That’d be a damned shame, she thought as she twisted her pencil between her fingers.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>04-04-2017, 17:16:59</strong>
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				<pre></pre><div class="floatleft">(http://i1056.photobucket.com/albums/t372/Macross84/John%20smith_zpsrs16t7xg.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> John Smith<br><strong>Occupation:</strong> Inspector <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Mara, Open.<br><br>------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>It was rather pleasing to see that broad smile upon Mara's lips as John told her the coffee was delicious. Though as John saw her stiffen up, and her normally cheery demeanor falter as he cautioned her on the over use of Time Manipulation magic, a part of him felt guilty for making such a pretty smile fall. He would watch her as she started to play with a lock of hair in a nervous gesture. She would nod with the lack of emotion that she previously displayed. She acknowledged his words, and assured him that she simply needed a moment. <br><br>What John did next might have been very surprising to the faun. John reached up and removed his sunglasses before looking back up to the Faun. What she would see would be soft hazel eyes that were reminiscent of green fields, and soft earth. Human eyes. Though with the appearance of his eyes, John's normally stern and stoic features seemed to smooth out, and become warmer, gentler. He would look deeply into her eyes for a moment before he spoke. His words the same timbre, and tone. However with the absence of sunglasses they didn't seem to be so hard. "I understand, Miss Capra. Everyone needs a sanctuary, even in their sanctuary." He stated. "I know that time manipulation is a trait among the Faun, and that they're one of the few races that can use it without the expansive repercussions that affecting the natural flow of Time generally cause. However, some Fae are not aware of that. It may be a problem if precautions were not seen to." He explained. Hoping that Mara understood that his words came from a place of concern for her personal well being. <br><br>He would old her gaze with his eyes a moment longer before sliding his sunglasses back on. the moment his eyes were hidden once again that stoic professional demeanor appeared.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eudoxia</strong> on <strong>05-04-2017, 05:45:43</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://mehwhatever.com/profile/pics/marathefau.jpg)</div><strong>Name~</strong> Mara Capra<br><br><strong>Job~</strong> (https://s10.postimg.org/x9itnt1fd/banners4.png)<br><br><strong>When~</strong> 17 September, morning<br><br><strong>Tagging~</strong> John Smith, Artemis, open<br><br><strong>Side Note~</strong> <br><br><br>Standing next to his table, Mara went from the typical feeling one has while on duty working, to feeling incredibly vulnerable. But not a threatened or frightened type of vulnerable. The more intimate type. The type one feels when baring themselves with a new lover. That was kind of what was happening then. Looking at John as he removed his sunglasses, she was able to see his seemingly very human eyes. Never before in all her life had she stood in front of a human with her horns out. Certainly, she’d never imagined if she had, that they’d look at her with the softness as his did now. <br><br>It did put her at ease, despite the unsettling vulnerability. It was as if he were showing her something also. Even if it was just his eyes behind the shades. Mara accepted it for what it was, taking his words as concerning. With a small nod, she watched as he put the glasses back in place. And just like that, he was back to business. How vastly the smallest gesture could change an interaction. She gave a small smile and nodded again. “I understand.” <br><br>Glancing around, she then brought her attention back to the Inspector. “I should check on my other tables. I’ll check on you for a refill here in a bit. We can switch it to decaf if it gets a little much.” She chuckled, knowing the fresh brew could feel strong enough to put hair on a persons chest. At the thought, she glanced at John’s throat and the hollow just below it, the tight knot of his tie nestled against. She let her imagination take a quick jog. Cheeks tinting, she gave another smile and proceeded to her other tables. <br><br>Stopping at Artemis’ table, she gave him an apologetic smile. “How’s the coffee? Did you decide on something to eat?” She kept her tone light, hoping to make amends for scampering away after his very normal and mild questions.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>05-04-2017, 15:32:50</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1056.photobucket.com/albums/t372/Macross84/John%20smith_zpsrs16t7xg.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> John Smith<br><strong>Occupation:</strong> Inspector <br><strong>Date:</strong> 17 September, Morning<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Mara, Artemis (m) Open.<br><br>------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>It is said that the eyes are windows into the soul, looking the looker to truly see behind the mask. John was pleased to see that his small gesture was able to put the beautiful faun at ease. Letting her know the true intent with his words. As Mara stated she understood, John would nod back. "That is good Miss Capra." He replied in that same tone he spoke to everyone in. Respectful, Quiet. <br><br>The Faun would glance around, seemingly checking on all the others in the vicinity of her work station before stated that she should check on the other tables. However, she promised to be back to check on him. The idea of that very pleasing to the man. though she mentioned about them having decaffeinated coffee. Had John been back in his Army Unit, he would have laughed at Mara for such a suggestion. Decaf coffee? Hersey! "These blend is fine." John replied before taking another sip of the exquisite roast. <br><br>When Mara glanced down to John's throat, the subtle movement of her eyes caught his attention, and so did the slight tinge of rouge to her cheeks that the movement caused. It was rather quite fetching for the faun. Giving her an adorable innocence that made one want to wrap their arms around her and snuggle the stuffing out of her. Though John would resist such temptation as the Faun departed his table and checked with the young witch male. <br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pdragon</strong> on <strong>05-04-2017, 19:57:30</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/9s8nO7C.png)&nbsp; &nbsp;</div><strong>Name~</strong> Artemis Baker<br><br><strong>When~</strong> 9/17 - morning<br><br><strong>Tagging~</strong> Mara, open<br><br><strong>Side Note~</strong> <br><br><hr><br>Artemis bit his lip after making the comment about her legs, seeing the way she reacted as if he had accidentally tread on a rather sensitive topic. Even if he had been putting his foot in his mouth before, she had just smiled and laughed everything off, but not this...the boy felt a sinking in his gut, wishing he had just went straight home and avoided this whole thing. Then suddenly her paled expression shifted, and she was smiling...well, "shifted" was the wrong word for it. Her expression had changed yes, but there was no actual motion to it, no transition from one expression to the other. One second she looked like she had seen a ghost, and a split second later she was beaming...almost like a hard camera cut on a recording. Of course the boy hadn't realized that time had been stopped, thus the sudden lack of continuity, but he had still picked up on the subtle detail. Of course he didn't mention it, odd as it was he simply shook his head and disregarded it. It was clear that his curiosity was only getting him deeper in trouble at this point, "Oh I see, that's fascinating" the boy said as the waitress excused herself, more than happy to just leave it at that. <br><br>When she returned a few moments later Artemis stared down at the coffee he hadn't ordered and bit his lip. He didn't like coffee, in fact he had specifically asked for cocoa instead, but he didn't really feel like he was in a position to complain, nor could he really ask with her heading off to talk with another customer. As such he ended up just sitting as his table in awkward silence, staring down into his cup without ever taking even a sip, no doubt making himself look that much stranger. However as he stared at the still pool of black liquid the boy found his mind drifting away, a mixture of memories and daydreams playing out just behind his eyes though he could still see them all clearly. What a strange world this was. He couldn't imagine how there was a time when learning how to drive or getting his high school diploma were the most vital parts of his life...ignorant to all the wonderful and mysterious oddities of the world. Though even now he was foolish, so caught up in his new perceptions of this world that the idea of fae sitting down and having coffee had him completely baffled. I suppose the saying "the more you know, the less you understand" had some merit to it after all. <br><br>Artemis snapped back to reality (oop there goes gravity) when he heard the faun waitresses voice again, "Oh...umm, it's great!" the boy said with an innocent smile as he held his completely untouched coffee, "Though I was wondering if I could get some hot chocolate as well?" the boy muttered, choosing to say "as well" so as not to insinuate that Mara had messed up his order, which she blatantly had, "And I guess I'll have the cinnamon roll thing too" he quickly added, not feeling hungry enough to eat a "baby's head", but he figured all places like this exaggerated when it came to their food. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>07-04-2017, 00:51:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i68.tinypic.com/1448j0x.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name~</strong> Lamia Montrose<br><strong>Job~</strong><br>(https://s3.postimg.org/rpc6kueub/banners1.png)<br>(https://s3.postimg.org/zcg1l6iwj/banners2.png)<br>&nbsp; (https://s15.postimg.org/sdei37eiz/banners6.png)<br><strong>When~</strong> 9/17 early morning<br><strong>Tagging~</strong> Mara<br><strong>Side Note~</strong> No note for this post.<br><br></span><hr><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Lamia thought about the customers who had come into the cafe this morning and wondered if they would all become regulars. That would be great but it was still to be seen whether or not they would continue to come. The service they received must be excellent and the food tasty and delicious. It seemed like Artemis wasn't familiar with cafes like this but hopefully he would return. One could only hope.<br><br>Mara happened to walk out of the kitchen with plates of food at the same time Lamia passed by and he tilted his head to the side. "Are you alright, Mara?" He asked, feeling something amiss. She seemed fine on the outside but it was like something wasn't quite right, as if her usual sunny disposition was a little dampened. But then again, it could have just been his imagination. "Do you need anything before I disappear again? I have to check in with the others in a few."<br><br>Lamia told her and waited to see if Mara needed him. He'd sensed the flow of time being interrupted before because he'd been in the middle of walking and then suddenly had lurched forward out of nowhere a second later. It almost felt similar to when he teleported somewhere. If he remembered correctly, Avynn had said someone at the cafe could control time. But he couldn't quite remember who it had been, had it been Mara? Or could it have been someone else?</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>07-04-2017, 01:08:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i65.tinypic.com/2cfz4ph.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name~</strong> Hayato<br><strong>Job~</strong><br>(https://s15.postimg.org/sdei37eiz/banners6.png)<br><strong>When~</strong> 9/17 early morning.<br><strong>Tagging~</strong> Liliana<br><strong>Side Note~</strong> N/A<br></span><hr><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Liliana truly was a beautiful creature. Hayato could already feel that telltale throb in his chest, which meant he was attracted to the woman. But meeting her eyes was something he didn't want to do. He could converse without doing so, the succubus had proved that time and time again. He nodded when Liliana spoke about Avynn.<br><br>Perhaps he would be able to help him when he returned. From Liliana's description, Avynn sounded like he cared about his staff, so Hayato had hopes. He nodded when the angel hybrid spoke, telling him about her talents. "I wouldn't be surprised if your voice attracted the attention of humans. As a half-angel it must be heavenly to them. But as I am a fae and haven't gone to any concerts lately, I haven't had the pleasure of hearing you sing as of yet."<br><br>"I must come hear you sometime here. When is your next show?" Hayato asked, trying to still what his nature was trying to tell him. That he needed to look into her eyes and charm her into going to bed with him as soon as possible. But that wasn't who or what he was trying to be. He wanted to be a good host, who made his customers happy before he bedded them. Hayato wasn't a normal succubus who used his power over others to get what he wanted all the time.<br><br>"Perhaps sometime we could sing - " Hayato started to say and then completely froze, due to Mara having stopped time with her power. A few seconds later, time unfroze. " - a duet together." Hayato blinked, not sure why it felt like he'd stopped talking for a short time in the middle of his sentence. Hm, how strange. But it didn't seem like anything else was amiss, so whatever. The only thing on his mind right now was Liliana.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LamentingQuill</strong> on <strong>09-04-2017, 05:54:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/4e/d1/78/4ed178a9e7e3d3b4a3716c46d1a1756c.jpg)</div><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Name~</span></strong> Liliana Sinclare<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Job~</span></strong> (https://s14.postimg.org/e9wk4sc6p/banners3.png) {Singer}<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">When~</span></strong> September 16th, morning<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Tagging~</span></strong>Hayato, Open.<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Side Note~</span></strong> Wearing: Enchanting in Navy Blue (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=215922357[/URL)<br><br><br><hr><br><br>{Hayato} "I wouldn't be surprised if your voice attracted the attention of humans. As a half-angel it must be heavenly to them. But as I am a fae and haven't gone to any concerts lately, I haven't had the pleasure of hearing you sing as of yet."<br><br>Liliana nodded “I got quite a lot of attention when I used to sing in the church choir, it was where a professor of Julliard noticed me and offered me a scholarship... but... life wound up getting in the way of that and... I chose not to go back for more logical reasons rather than the emotional reasons I left”<br><br>{Hayato} "I must come hear you sometime here. When is your next show?"<br><br>“I'm honestly not sure, I haven't been told my schedule yet, I was hoping to discuss that in the near future with Lamia” the raven haired beauty replied, smiling with a light blush at his interest in hearing her sing... Hayato was after all, a very beautiful man.<br><br>{Hayato} "Perhaps sometime we could sing - "<br><br>When the flow of time returned to normal, it was obvious that Liliana had noticed something very strange had happened, but wasn't altogether certain what it was... but the faint hum of temporal disturbance hung in the air, almost completely evaporated, but she could just barely still feel it.<br><br><br>{Hayato} " - a duet together."<br><br>Dismissing the strange temporal disturbance for now as it seemed there was nothing amiss, Liliana absorbed Hayato's words with a good deal of surprise, a pleasant surprise, but surprise all the same... he wanted to sing alongside her sometime? The idea... if their voices blended well... was very tempting.<br><br>“I would like that, perhaps we could spend some of our free time together in the very near future and try out some pieces together... I've always been fond of Phantom of the Opera... if you enjoy Andrew Lyodd Webber anyway...”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>09-04-2017, 21:08:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.picresize.com/images/2017/03/16/PrXqM.png)</div><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name~</strong> Rui<br><strong>Job~</strong> Not Hired Yet<br><strong>When~</strong> 9/17 Morning<br><strong>Tagging~</strong> Mara<br><br></span><hr><br>"Thank you." Rui gave a soft thanks towards Mara when she had brought him his tea, the smell of roses and sweet aromas of flower calming him, for the time being. He watched her, walking away as she went to help other guests, but he wished to talk to her more, wondering what had spooked her so easily when she had first heard him speak. He was still new to talking to other Fae, simply because he barely had any interaction with others. Being the only one of his kind (that's he's seen or found), he was used to being on his own, simply doing his job to help eat away nightmares to give good dreams to others. He knew people's fears and hesitations without even knowing Rui, and in the end, he realized that could always put people off.<br><br>There had to be way, for him to meet people, to get to know others without making them feel afraid by him. He wanted to talk with others, make them feel better, much like how a doctor would want to help people get better from an illness. The urge to help people was in Rui, he just...didn't know how to express all that well.<br><br>Taking a sip of his tea, he gave a sigh, his eyes looking around the cafe. There were so many things to look at, to study and to explore. He wished he could stay here much longer then he could, but at night, his job called for him when people needed him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>12-04-2017, 16:10:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i68.tinypic.com/1448j0x.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name~</strong> Lamia Montrose<br><strong>Job~</strong><br>(https://s3.postimg.org/rpc6kueub/banners1.png)<br>(https://s3.postimg.org/zcg1l6iwj/banners2.png)<br>&nbsp; (https://s15.postimg.org/sdei37eiz/banners6.png)<br><strong>When~</strong> 9/17 early morning<br><strong>Tagging~</strong> Rui<br><strong>Side Note~</strong> No note for this post.<br><br></span><hr><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Once he'd made sure Mara was fine, Lamia's attention was caught by one of the customers and he made his way over to Rui's table. "You seem like you'd like to ask a question but not from your server. Might I be of some assistance?" Lamia asked, curious to know what was on Rui's mind. He wasn't a server and had more responsibilities than just being a host now but making sure guests were happy.<br><br>Not only with their service but with the cafe itself and everything inside. Those things were important to him and so Lamia waited for Rui to tell him what he needed. Perhaps he <em>could</em> help him in some manner.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>12-04-2017, 16:27:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i65.tinypic.com/2cfz4ph.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name~</strong> Hayato<br><strong>Job~</strong><br>(https://s15.postimg.org/sdei37eiz/banners6.png)<br><strong>When~</strong> 9/17 early morning.<br><strong>Tagging~</strong> Liliana<br><strong>Side Note~</strong> N/A<br></span><hr><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Ah, so that was how she had gotten into the music business. It made sense.<br><br>"Life? You mean it had something to do with your fae side?" Hayato asked, wanting to know a little more about her. When choosing someone to fulfill his needs, he didn't tend to talk much about personal issues or matters. Because he usually never saw them again, not wanting to draw them more into his world. That created problems.<br><br>Like too much chaos for the person involved and he didn't want to hurt them too much. But Liliana was different from the others. She was not only half-fae but intriguing to him for some reason. He couldn't really explain in words the feelings. Only that they were there within him.<br><br>Even though Hayato was not looking at her, he could hear the smile and blush in her voice. The idea of seeing the expression on her face was tempting but he didn't want to charm her into his bed. He wanted to see if Liliana would come of her own free will and it wasn't as if he could control his abilities very well. Not yet at least. "Well, when you do hear from him, please let me know. Today, I'll be working here all day until around three, the day shift this time."<br><br>"I'm trying to figure out if I want to be put on the night shift more or the day shift more." Hayato said with a smile.<br><br>"It might work out to your advantage if I stay on the day shift, since I'll be free at night. If your shows are during that time." He teased with a slight grin and nodded at her words about the choice of song to sing a duet. "I actually love the songs from that piece. Perhaps we could select the actual Phantom of the Opera song, that would be a nice one to do. What do you think?" Hayato asked. The Phantom's lyrics in that particular song were quite similar to his own situation.<br><br><em>'Sing once again with me<br>Our strange duet<br>My power over you grows stronger yet<br>And though you turn from me to glance behind<br>The Phantom of the Opera is there<br>Inside your mind.'</em><br><br>Like the Phantom of the Opera, when someone gazed into his eyes for more than a few seconds, he took control of their hearts and made them lust after him. Even when they broke free or he released them later, the feelings would linger for at least one to three minutes afterward. So it was quite similar to the song's words. The only difference was that the Phantom didn't mind using his powers and Hayato actually wanted to get rid of them and become fully human for once.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LamentingQuill</strong> on <strong>12-04-2017, 23:45:03</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/4e/d1/78/4ed178a9e7e3d3b4a3716c46d1a1756c.jpg)</div><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Name~</span></strong> Liliana Sinclare<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Job~</span></strong> (https://s14.postimg.org/e9wk4sc6p/banners3.png) {Singer}<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">When~</span></strong> September 16th, morning<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Tagging~</span></strong>Hayato, Open.<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Side Note~</span></strong> Wearing: Enchanting in Navy Blue (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=215922357[/URL)<br><br><br><hr><br>{Hayato} "Well, when you do hear from him, please let me know. Today, I'll be working here all day until around three, the day shift this time."<br><br>Oh boy... she could hear a hint of eagerness in his voice, just a hint, but also just enough to catch... at least to her, it was clear as day to Liliana... did he feel that spark as well? She knew it could possibly be whatever supernatural qualities there were about him, but... there was also the chance that it wasn't... so what should she decide to believe?<br><br>{Hayato} "I'm trying to figure out if I want to be put on the night shift more or the day shift more." <br><br>Glancing at the lower half of his face out the corner of her eyes, she caught his smile and had to smile softly herself, he had a nice warm smile, one of those nice smiles that set you at ease and just made you feel comfortable.<br><br>{Hayato} "It might work out to your advantage if I stay on the day shift, since I'll be free at night. If your shows are during that time."<br><br>“You want to spend more time with me, is that what you mean?” Liliana murmured softly glancing only slightly towards his face, ready to resist what supernatural allure pulled at her from his eyes... being half angel afforded her the resistance, but she needed to be prepared for it and build a tolerance. It was very much a process.<br><br>{Hayato} "I actually love the songs from that piece. Perhaps we could select the actual Phantom of the Opera song, that would be a nice one to do. What do you think?"<br><br>“I love that song, the Julliard theater director had wanted to cast me as Christine before I left the school...” Liliana confessed... and then he began to sing to her... and all she could think was <em>'Eat your heart out, Michael Crawford...'</em>.<br><br>{Hayato} <em>'Sing once again with me<br>Our strange duet<br>My power over you grows stronger yet<br>And though you turn from me to glance behind<br>The Phantom of the Opera is there<br>Inside your mind.'</em><br><br>Steeling her mind briefly in preparation before she looked into his face, Liliana threw a little bit of caution to the wind... she already knew she felt a spark for Hayato... what were his powers going to do that wasn't already there and besides, it was clear to her that he wasn't doing it deliberately.<br><br>She brought up a soft feminine hand and used just the barest tips of her fingers to guide his chin to look right at her, lowering her hand back down into her lap just before she began to sing, her beautiful angelic voice wafting in the air for anyone close enough to hear “Those who have seen your face... Draw back in fear... I am the mask you wear... It's YOU they hear... YOUR spirit and MY voice, in one combined...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>15-04-2017, 09:59:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.picresize.com/images/2017/03/16/PrXqM.png)</div><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name~</strong> Rui<br><strong>Job~</strong> Not Hired Yet<br><strong>When~</strong> 9/17 Morning<br><strong>Tagging~</strong> Lamia<br><br></span><hr><br>"..." Rui didn't know what to say to the man that had walked over to him. He had long black hair, and he was pretty, much like the waitress that had brought him his rose tea. She had be quiet about this own statement as well, now that he had time to think about it.<br><br>Did she not like the way he had talked to her? He was making conversation like he had seen others, helping her with her hidden emotions and issues, making her feel less self-conscious.<br><br>Maybe she hadn't liked that though?<br><br>"...how do you help people?" He couldn't help but finally come up with a question. He was curious to know how they worked, how they could make people feel nice and calm, without having to use magic. "How do you make them feel so at ease, without knowing how they feel? Without knowing their problems or fears and eating them away?"<br><br>He couldn't understand how a place like this could make other Fae feel so at ease, while he had to eat away their dreams to make them feel better; how was the cafe doing it so easily?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>18-04-2017, 16:21:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i68.tinypic.com/1448j0x.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name~</strong> Lamia Montrose<br><strong>Job~</strong><br>(https://s3.postimg.org/rpc6kueub/banners1.png)<br>(https://s3.postimg.org/zcg1l6iwj/banners2.png)<br>&nbsp; (https://s15.postimg.org/sdei37eiz/banners6.png)<br><strong>When~</strong> 9/17 early morning<br><strong>Tagging~</strong> Rui<br><strong>Side Note~</strong> No note for this post.<br><br></span><hr><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Lamia tilted his head to the side at Rui's question and thought about it for a few seconds. "I help them in whatever way I can, depending on how they're acting and what I think they might like. It helps to be observant and pick up on little things you might see or sense about them." He told Rui and then smiled at the customer. "Why? Did you want to help someone?" Lamia asked, waiting for a reply.<br><br>He nodded at Rui's next words about his confusion as to how the cafe made fae feel at ease while there.<br><br>"I think the main reason fae feel so at ease in the cafe is because no one judges them for who they are, they don't have to hide their true selves and don't have to worry about being found out by humans. They can simply relax and let their worries melt away." He told him, not knowing if that really <em>was</em> the reason but it was what <em>he</em> believed. "For instance, I'm a shifter and can freely change my form for customers without having to worry about being seen by them."<br><br>"I can use this ability to make myself more pleasing to a customer's eye and sometimes that makes them feel more at ease too. What about you?" Lamia asked, curious about Rui. He definitely wasn't a fellow shifter, nor did he sense any sort of demonic or angelic energy from him. But he <em>was</em> a fae, that much Lamia could sense and he was curious as to what type of fae he was. Not that he'd express such interest because it was up to Rui to tell him. That is, if he wanted.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>22-04-2017, 02:42:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.picresize.com/images/2017/03/16/PrXqM.png)</div><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name~</strong> Rui<br><strong>Job~</strong> Not Hired Yet<br><strong>When~</strong> 9/17 Morning<br><strong>Tagging~</strong> Lamia<br><br></span><hr><br>"I help people every night." Rui said back, looking towards Lamia, his expression blank, emotionless, looking towards the man. At the mention of being able to change his form, Rui became intrigued, eyes widening ever so slightly towards the news. "You change your form? Is this your real appearance then?" He couldn't fathom why someone would want to change their appearance multiple times over, but it did seem interesting to say the least.<br><br>Though, Lamia's answer explained to him why he would do such a thing; changing the way he looked in order to make his guests more comfortable.<br><br>"What about me?" Rui blinked slightly, confused as to why Lamia would want to know about himself. Though, he was talking to him, and he seemed curious; what else could he do other then answer the man? "I'm a Dream-Eater." He settled in his seat, his hand taking his cup of rose tea to taste, the smell of rose petals prominent.<br><br>"I'm the only one of my kind, as far as I know. I visit individuals and eat away their nightmares, and give them sweet ones instead."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eudoxia</strong> on <strong>23-04-2017, 21:21:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://mehwhatever.com/profile/pics/marathefau.jpg)</div><strong>Name~</strong> Mara Capra<br><br><strong>Job~</strong> (https://s10.postimg.org/x9itnt1fd/banners4.png)<br><br><strong>When~</strong> 17 September, morning<br><br><strong>Tagging~</strong> Artemis, Lamia, John Smith, Rui/Liliana/Hayato-(mentioned), open<br><br><strong>Side Note~</strong> She's just making rounds, so if anyone needs anything- give her a signal! <br><br><br><br><br><br>Mara’s pleasant smile faltered once more. She looked at Artemis a bit aghast, shoulders slumping. He hadn’t ordered coffee. She let out a soft huff and shook her head. “Of course you can have Hot Chocolate, I’m so sorry for that mix up. Let me get that sorted straight away.” She took note of his requesting the cinnamon roll and hustled back to the kitchen area. <br><br>Giving Lamia a quick nod and not much more, as she was kept busy with her tables, she began fixing a mug of hot chocolate. The drink was presented in a curved glass mug, topped with a heap of whipped cream then dusted with cocoa powder. It was finished with a sprig of mint meant only for decoration, adding a spot of color to the warm drink. Mara then set to cutting a cinnamon roll from the sticky pan. Warming it for just a few seconds, the saucer-sized roll was soft and gooey. She made a note to fix one for herself whenever she got a break. <br><br>Returning to Artemis’ table, she presented the mug of hot chocolate and cinnamon roll with a flourish. Taking the untouched cup of coffee, she put it on her tray. “My apologies again for the mix up. Those will be on the house, I insist.” She smiled, feeling badly for both having messed up his most simple of orders, and for her (over)reaction to his mild inquiries earlier. She didn’t want to hover while he had his first bites, but she didn’t want to flit off either. Not without knowing his order was met to satisfaction so she stood there for a moment.&nbsp; “It isn’t quite the size of a child’s head, but it isn’t small either.” She said with a laugh.&nbsp; “I’ll let you get to eating. I’ll be back in a bit to make sure everything is perfect.”<br><br>As she circled around, she was pleased to see Lamia was busy with Rui. Making her rounds, she saw that the woman remained in conversation with Hayato. As such, she left their table alone. Should she get any indication they needed her services, she’d be sure to hustle over to accommodate.<br><br>Circling past John, she gave a warm smile. “Everything to your needs, Inspector?” The lingering feeling of messing up Artemis’ order remained. She endeavored to not have that happen again, at least not on this shift.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>26-04-2017, 20:35:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1056.photobucket.com/albums/t372/Macross84/John%20smith_zpsrs16t7xg.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> John Smith<br><strong>Occupation:</strong> Inspector <br><strong>Date:</strong> 17 September, Morning<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Mara, Artemis (m) Open.<br><br>------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>John continued to simply observe the Cafe like a shadow. Neither interacting with his environment, or standing out. Seeming blending into the corner while the others of Establishment continue about their business of establishing Regulars, interacting with their coworkers in hopes of making beneficial ties that would allow their future work to run smoothly. Yet, the Cafe was still fairly new and everyone was feeling each other out in their own ways. The Customers feeling out an establishment that actually catered to their uniqueness. The Employees feeling working in an establishment that allowed them to be truly themselves. No long hiding behind veils, and spells to cater to a purposefully ignorant species that saw itself as supreme. Avynn's experiment held a lot of Hope, and Promise. Now all that was left was to see what happens. <br><br>John would notice that Mara made a rather blatant mistake with the young Witch's order. Forgetting that he requested hot chocolate in lieu of the coffee. The Faun rushing off to correct her mistake, even proclaiming it was on the house to appease the Witch's discontent. The Faun working doubly hard to ensure that her tables were happy, and taken care of. Earning her a lot of respect from the Inspector. <br><br>As the Faun came back around to his table, John had just set down his coffee. It was only half drunk, but still quite warm, and delicious. The Inspector would turn his attention back up the the Faun's eyes. "Yes, everything is quite satisfactory, Miss Capra." He would state quietly. "Though I believe you may need a moment to simply take a deep breath and collect yourself." He observed. Though she tried to hide it with a smile, the Inspector was quite observant and saw that Mara's earlier mistake was eating at her. "Mistakes are bound to be made. Particularly in an new environment. Take a moment to put it behind you. Learn from your Mistakes, don't let them haunt you." He advised. His tone not reprimanding, nor scolding. It was more of honest advice. Though what he said next might have been the most surprising. "Your smile is too beautiful to hide behind a frown." He stated simply. The tone was the same as if he said it was sunny outside. It didn't come off as one man's opinion. It came off as if it was an established proven fact. John would then pick up his cup to take another sip. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LordRod</strong> on <strong>01-05-2017, 19:08:43</strong>
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				Name: Grom<br>Occupation: None<br>Date: 17 September, Morning<br>Tagging: Mara, Artemis, Mac84<br><br>------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Grom entered the cafe.&nbsp; He had never been here of course, but he had heard of it by reputation.&nbsp; He had money to spend and a need to refocus.&nbsp; It was close enough to the human world that he would be able to comfort himself there as he needed but still like the true world that he could reintegrate himself into the way things were supposed to be.&nbsp; As he went inside, he was surprised to find a few humans there, but didn't freak out about it.&nbsp; He merely went up to the counter, looked for a menu, and, upon finding one, began to look it over.<br><br>As he looked over the various things to order, he breathed in and out.&nbsp; He considered his options and decided not to say anything right away, merely listening.&nbsp; Listening was something that he knew how to do well.&nbsp; The stone elements of his skin blended in with the counter, and he felt the floor itching to tell him insteresting tales.&nbsp; For now, he ignored them and simply observed his surroundings.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>15-05-2017, 17:49:10</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">(( Due to real life reasons, I can't really keep up with a group game right now but I'm not leaving, just taking a little break until things calm down for me. But I thought I'd post here to remind people who don't read the OOC thread about what happened to Lamia. For those of you still active here, pretend that Ryu came into the cafe, asked about Avynn, found out he's not there, decided to make a mess of the cafe and when the employees tried to stop him, he kidnapped Lamia and told those at the cafe to tell Avynn that if he wanted Lamia back, he'd have to come find him within one year's time. And if he didn't come back for him, Ryu would go to even more drastic measures.<br><br>When things are better here, I'll return and play out Lamia's rescue etc... and Ryu.))</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Talra Di Deliren</strong> on <strong>24-06-2017, 15:43:03</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/46/03/e9/4603e9bf9db1911a3af1ea6d5a43b143.jpg)&nbsp; &nbsp;</div><strong>Name~</strong> Avynn Galagous<br><br><strong>Job~</strong> Owner/Boss<br><br><strong>When~</strong> September 17, morning<br><br><strong>Tagging~</strong> Open<br><br><strong>Side Note~</strong>&nbsp; Been gone for quite some time over some RL matters.<br><br><hr><br>It had been a long while since he set foot in his own cafe. Thankfully it hadn't burned down or crumbled to nothing while he was out on business. More like dealing with his boss's request. Damn devil can't get up off his arse and take care of his own crap. Avynn worried that also if any humans had been able to step in, but since the counsel hadn't interfered there must be good news. Especially with that inspector man doing his inspecting. <br><br>Although from entering the cafe, shock hit him. Since when had there been this many people? "Would someone mind giving me an explanation as to what had happened during my time away...?" he said out loud for any one of his employees to hear. He could see he had a number of hosts, the horned girl still working for him, and that John guy was still here. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>24-06-2017, 18:24:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1056.photobucket.com/albums/t372/Macross84/John%20smith_zpsrs16t7xg.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> John Smith<br><strong>Occupation:</strong> Inspector<br><strong>Time:</strong> Sept. 17, morning<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Mara (m), Galagous, Grom (m) Open <br><br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>John watched as the Cafe continued to thrive with the fresh influx of customers, including one rock troll. This was certainly becoming a very interesting assignment. And Mara rushing around doing her best to keep up with the orders while keeping up her cheerful optimistic demeanor. Though Another would enter the establishment, the very first person that John sought out when he arrived here that fateful day. Avynn Galgaous entered his Cafe, and took in the scene before him. Obviously he was curious to see the state of his Cafe in his absence. John would raise his cup of coffee up to his lips, and take a sip before setting it back down. "Good morning Mr. Galagous. It would appear that your establishment have gained a strong Beginning." John greeted the owner with that same professional respect, and courtesy the Half demon encountered when they meet that first day. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Talra Di Deliren</strong> on <strong>24-06-2017, 20:02:55</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/46/03/e9/4603e9bf9db1911a3af1ea6d5a43b143.jpg)&nbsp; &nbsp;</div><strong>Name~</strong> Avynn Galagous<br><br><strong>Job~</strong> Owner/Boss<br><br><strong>When~</strong> September 17, morning<br><br><strong>Tagging~</strong> John<br><br><strong>Side Note~</strong>&nbsp; Been gone for quite some time over some RL matters.<br><br><hr><br>John the human was to first greet him. How unfortunate. Avynn forced a smile to him, knowing too well he wouldn't recieve the same. "I see you are still here, Mr. Inspector. I trust all is going well?" His accent didn't hide his distaste of humans, but he remained polite as he could. He was right though. The cafe seemed to thrive since he had been away for a couple of days after seeing to John's attention. It was right after their meeting that he had recieved a call from Satan.<br><br>"I appologize for my absense as I had been given urgent matters to attend to. Surely you know what I mean, as you have some unreasonable supervisors." The way he said the last word was a bit sceptic. He never liked having to be bossed around nor call another boss. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>24-06-2017, 21:08:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1056.photobucket.com/albums/t372/Macross84/John%20smith_zpsrs16t7xg.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> John Smith<br><strong>Occupation:</strong> Inspector<br><strong>Time:</strong> Sept. 17, morning<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Mara (m), Galagous, Open <br><br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Avynn's response was expected, John knew that he was not one of Galagous's favorites. In fact it was not a far stretch to say that John was probably the least favored individual presently in the room. Yet, he simply let the derisive tone slide slide like water off a duck's back. Though the fact that Avynn was attempting to be polite as possible was noted, and appreciated. "Pleasantly well, so far. Seen nothing to warrant scrutiny." John replied as he took another sip of coffee. The flavor exquisite. Mara truly knew how to brew some coffee. <br><br>Once he set his cup of coffee down, Avynn apologized for being absent and that he had some matters that needed urgent attention. Though he insinuated that John would have an idea of what he was talking about. To which he was correct. John simply nodded in response to Avynn's ascertain that his superiors were inflexible. That was very much true. Bureau Supervisors were notorious for being exactly by the book. "Yes, you are correct. Though they are not without reason. Many a Fae, and Human were kept safe cause of them." John explained.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Talra Di Deliren</strong> on <strong>27-06-2017, 01:20:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/46/03/e9/4603e9bf9db1911a3af1ea6d5a43b143.jpg)&nbsp; &nbsp;</div><strong>Name~</strong> Avynn Galagous<br><br><strong>Job~</strong> Owner/Boss<br><br><strong>When~</strong> September 17, morning<br><br><strong>Tagging~</strong> John<br><br><strong>Side Note~</strong>&nbsp; <br><br><hr><br>Correct he was, the counsel protected what peace they had and war was kept from happening. Avynn's own boss on the other hand was another type. Satan loved calamity and chaos. He would like nothing more than to see a human, or fae, suffer. With a sigh, he lit a cigarette with just the puff of his breath and sat at a table across from John, keeping a good distance. "At least yours doesn't ask unnecessary requests...in which I cannot explain..." He waved for Mara, asking for a cup of coffee and an ash tray.<br><br>"So..." he spoke up with a grin," what thoughts have you of my cafe...?" He was quite curious as to what the Inspector had on his mind. He seemed pleased by his response, but nothing out with the important facts. He had hopes there were no flaws, but if there were, he would take care of it immediately. No one, not even the counsel, will keep him from his dream. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LamentingQuill</strong> on <strong>27-06-2017, 01:28:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/4e/d1/78/4ed178a9e7e3d3b4a3716c46d1a1756c.jpg)</div><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Name~</span></strong> Liliana Sinclare<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Job~</span></strong> (https://s14.postimg.org/e9wk4sc6p/banners3.png) {Singer}<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">When~</span></strong> September 16th, morning<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Tagging~</span></strong>Avynn, John Smith, Open.<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Mentioning~</span></strong> Hayato<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Side Note~</span></strong> Wearing: Enchanting in Navy Blue (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=215922357[/URL)<br><br><br><hr><br>After Hayato had left, Liliana could honestly say she'd had a wonderful time at breakfast this morning, delightful conversation and even a bit of shared interests... though his comments about possibly not seeing him around for awhile were a bit puzzling, he did reassure her that he'd be back and would love to sit with her again some time.<br><br>Passing around a table, she noticed the red violet haired demon sitting across from the slightly creepy agent looking fellow she'd met the other day, but wishing to speak to Avynn, the angel/human hybrid steeled her nerves and approached the table with a bright sunshine smile "Good morning, Mr. Galagous... I was wondering if we could discuss my schedule soon when you have time, so I'll know when I am performing and be able to prepare good material to sing"<br><br>Her pale blue gaze slid to the agent and gave him a half hearted but still genuine smile "Good morning, Mr. Smith... sorry if I intruded on anything"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Talra Di Deliren</strong> on <strong>27-06-2017, 01:42:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/46/03/e9/4603e9bf9db1911a3af1ea6d5a43b143.jpg)&nbsp; &nbsp;</div><strong>Name~</strong> Avynn Galagous<br><br><strong>Job~</strong> Owner/Boss<br><br><strong>When~</strong> September 17, morning<br><br><strong>Tagging~</strong> John<br><br><strong>Side Note~</strong>&nbsp; <br><br><hr><br>Avynn waited for a response but the second he had said that a female with remarkeable beauty came up to him. Something about her was shining and yet so human like. Ah, she must be a half breed of his opposing side. Her bright eyes were daunting to him, he could hardly keep contact with them. Perfect. He had hired a half angel. "You must be the musician I had hired. I recall you have an angelic voice, matching to that of your nature." <br><br>He may not be a fan of humans, hating them to the point he wished them to ashes like the end of his cigarrette, but angels he detested. Their purity was what hurt his sinful aura, causing him to real in a bit of pain. Lukily he was half human and didn't have to feel the pain or be hurt at all. And on top of that, she too was half human. "As of right now, your schedule should reflect to your own. I pay you for each song sung and each hour you play. I say, that's rather generous coming from moi, but I'm French. I love music."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LamentingQuill</strong> on <strong>27-06-2017, 02:01:55</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/4e/d1/78/4ed178a9e7e3d3b4a3716c46d1a1756c.jpg)</div><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Name~</span></strong> Liliana Sinclare<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Job~</span></strong> (https://s14.postimg.org/e9wk4sc6p/banners3.png) {Singer}<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">When~</span></strong> September 16th, morning<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Tagging~</span></strong>Avynn, John Smith, Open.<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Mentioning~</span></strong> Her father<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Side Note~</span></strong> Wearing: Enchanting in Navy Blue (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=215922357[/URL)<br><br><br><hr><br><strong>{Avynn}</strong> "You must be the musician I had hired. I recall you have an angelic voice, matching to that of your nature."<br><br>“Yes sir, my father was a high ranking angel of music in heaven, just like in my information states” Liliana replied, a little bit nervous... she kind of sensed that this demon had mixed feelings about her... like he wasn't sure how to feel about her presence “I am very grateful for the opportunity at a job away from exposure to humans”<br><br><strong>{Avynn}</strong> "As of right now, your schedule should reflect to your own. I pay you for each song sung and each hour you play. I say, that's rather generous coming from moi, but I'm French. I love music."<br><br>“I understand, Sir... and I can only assume that like most demons, you have a... dislike, as we'll put it... for angels... so I just really hope you know how truly grateful I am for the job, thank you very much” Liliana replied “Perhaps I shall perform a piece from the French opera Phantom of the Opera for you, if that should please you, Sir. Also... I'm sorry if my aura is causing you any discomfort, I am still learning how to control it, I'll get better at it, I promise”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Talra Di Deliren</strong> on <strong>27-06-2017, 02:10:43</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/46/03/e9/4603e9bf9db1911a3af1ea6d5a43b143.jpg)&nbsp; &nbsp;</div><strong>Name~</strong> Avynn Galagous<br><br><strong>Job~</strong> Owner/Boss<br><br><strong>When~</strong> September 17, morning<br><br><strong>Tagging~</strong> John, Liliana<br><br><strong>Side Note~</strong>&nbsp; <br><br><hr><br>So she was able to tell he was uncomfortable around her. Almost made him feel bad, but he gave her light smile. "Don't worry, my dear, as it doesn't affect me as much as you might think. I am a half breed as well, as you can see by my eye." He gestured to his left eye that burned a red hue in the black mass. "Just be glad you can blend in regularly with the humans...."<br><br>He stood up to face her directly in the eyes, a hand taking her chin between forefinger and thumb. "You have quite the beautiful eyes though...far better than a human." He turned to look directly at John.. "Wouldn't you agree as well, Mr. Inspector?" He let her go and sat back down. "Please do, play the song as it would give me peace of mind..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LamentingQuill</strong> on <strong>27-06-2017, 03:01:03</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/4e/d1/78/4ed178a9e7e3d3b4a3716c46d1a1756c.jpg)</div><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Name~</span></strong> Liliana Sinclare<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Job~</span></strong> (https://s14.postimg.org/e9wk4sc6p/banners3.png) {Singer}<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">When~</span></strong> September 16th, morning<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Tagging~</span></strong>Avynn, John Smith, Open.<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Mentioning~</span></strong> Her father and mother, Hayato<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Side Note~</span></strong> Wearing: Enchanting in Navy Blue (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=215922357[/URL)<br><br><br><hr><br><strong>{Avynn}</strong> "Don't worry, my dear, as it doesn't affect me as much as you might think. I am a half breed as well, as you can see by my eye."<br><br>When gestured to the black and red eyes... Liliana honestly felt a little bit of a pity for Avynn, she wondered how he really felt deep down about how he came about that eye... was he perfectly content? Did he have regrets he buried? She wasn't sure she would ever really obtain an answer to that, it was probably best just left alone anyway.<br><br><strong>{Avynn}</strong> "Just be glad you can blend in regularly with the humans...."<br><br>She smiled softly, but said nothing... she only blended with human by appearance alone, but when they felt her aura or heard her sing... it was another story entirely, some people just chalked it up to a phenomonal gift and a calming presence when they weren't up to accepting something beyond the one dimensional world they contented themselves to live in... others though, got suspicious and began trying to get close in order to figure out what was so different about her, why her voice filled their souls with a gripping beauty and peacefulness or why being around her made their hearts feel lighter and their outlooks on the world just that much brighter. It was a rather 'up in the air' thing, being about normal humans... she had no idea if one dumb move would make her the subject of a twisted government science project on the possibility of angels being real.<br><br>When Avynn stood up from his seat though to look her directly in her pale blue orbs, she found herself distracted from her thoughts as he gently took her chin between his index finger and thumb... something inside her told her it was wrong for a demon to touch an angel like this, but... she also knew to an extent that she had nothing to fear from Avynn, he wouldn't hurt her. As for everything else... she had already heard that the boss man... he batted for the other team... which, there was nothing wrong with that, it just meant that she had nothing to worry about in that area from him.<br><br><strong>{Avynn}</strong> "You have quite the beautiful eyes though...far better than a human."<br><br>She blushed lightly, her mother had always told her than she had her father's eyes, the angel Aurelius supposedly had eyes of the same shade, but... her mother said that being a full blooded angel, his had a kind of glowing quality that was alluringly beautiful. Entrancing. <br><br><strong>{Avynn}</strong> "Wouldn't you agree as well, Mr. Inspector?" <br><br>Liliana nibbled nervously on her bottom lip as she tried to think of how to respond to all of that, but then Avynn himself delivered her from having to awkwardly think up something to say... though what he requested nonetheless surprised her.<br><br><strong>{Avynn}</strong> "Please do, play the song as it would give me peace of mind..." <br><br>“Right now?” Liliana asked in surprise, though she wasn't by any means opposed to it “Well, if Hayato hadn't had to run off, I could do the title song, but... perhaps 'Think of Me' would please you? 'Somehow here again' is also sung solo, if you might prefer that...”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LamentingQuill</strong> on <strong>27-06-2017, 03:15:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i66.photobucket.com/albums/h275/SavinaHime/happy_halloween_trick_or_treat__by_yuegene-d6shcqy_zpsqfxwhtng.jpg)</div><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Name~</span></strong> Felix Airay<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Job~</span></strong> Hoping to obtain host job<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">When~</span></strong> September 16th, morning<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Tagging~</span></strong>Avynn, John Smith, Liliana, Open.<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Mentioning~</span></strong> <br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Side Note~</span></strong> Wearing: Same as in the picture, minus the black boa<br><br><br><hr><br>His bubblegum pink tail swished merrily behind him as he wandered into the cafe, golden eyes gazed curiously about the establishment that he'd been hearing about from other demons... he wondered if they happened to serve sushi or any other delicious fishies in this place, he could totally go for some seafood right now.<br>It was really nice and refreshing as well to not have to hide his ears and tail or glamour his eyes to a normal human look, human sensitivity really got rather obnoxious after awhile of dealing with it... honestly, who didn't love a cute cuddly kitty like him?! Well, alright, alright... so maybe he was a demon and prone at times to eat those that really pushed him over the edge, but it had been a couple hundred years since he'd eaten anyone, so... that got him some slack, right?<br><br>Now to find this Avynn fellow and see about that job he desired... the ladies would certainly love him as a host, he was sure of that, he might even let some of them stroke his tail and scratch behind his ears if he liked them enough... perhaps even a bit more...<br>He noticed a few people gathered around a table and his sharp golden eyes honed in the demon with similarly colored hair... and the hot babe in the navy blue off the shoulder dress was just a perk, perhaps she liked cats...<br><br>Striding forward towards the table, he gave a subtle bow of respectful greeting before he gave Avynn a feline grin, his tail swishing upwards behind his head “You must be Avynn Galagous... my name is Felix Airay... I am seeking to obtain one of the host positions you have available... you received my application, yes?”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Talra Di Deliren</strong> on <strong>27-06-2017, 03:27:44</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/46/03/e9/4603e9bf9db1911a3af1ea6d5a43b143.jpg)&nbsp; &nbsp;</div><strong>Name~</strong> Avynn Galagous<br><br><strong>Job~</strong> Owner/Boss<br><br><strong>When~</strong> September 17, morning<br><br><strong>Tagging~</strong> John, Liliana<br><br><strong>Side Note~</strong>&nbsp; <br><br><hr><br>he chuckled at her surprise. "Yes, I would like to hear you sing..." He looked around the room. "It is lively as it is now, but without a song going, it feels empty and quiet." His eyes returned to hers. "Play whichever song you wish, my dear. I'm sure it will be lovely." His french accent held a hint of joy and anticipation for a song. Strange coming from a demon, yes, but he had a heart that held feelings and emotions like a human. Must come from his own human father that he knew nothing more than being a bastard for running off on his duties. <br><br>Suddenly though his attention was sought by another that approached his table. A cat. Avynn raised a brow before putting out the butt of his cigarrette. "Ah, the newest addition to our host staff..." He paused a bit as he tried to recall the applications he recieved. Felix...Felix...OH! "Oui, I remember you. The one that is bored and a thing for the ladies. Your application was an odd one, I must say. But I would like to see your skills, not myself of course, but by ear. Please do your best, my feline friend."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LamentingQuill</strong> on <strong>27-06-2017, 03:46:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i66.photobucket.com/albums/h275/SavinaHime/happy_halloween_trick_or_treat__by_yuegene-d6shcqy_zpsqfxwhtng.jpg)</div><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Name~</span></strong> Felix Airay<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Job~</span></strong> Hoping to obtain host job<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">When~</span></strong> September 16th, morning<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Tagging~</span></strong>Avynn, John Smith, Liliana, Open.<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Mentioning~</span></strong> <br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Side Note~</span></strong> Wearing: Same as in the picture, minus the black boa<br><br><br><hr><br>Felix made a feline happy sounding mewling sound as he gave a playful salute “You bet, I'll charm the pants of these customers... hopefully literally”<br>He chuckled happily as he turned and departed from the table, it was obvious that there was already something going on there and now that he'd made his presence known and fervent desire for the job, he'd begin prowling for a target to please. <br><br><br><br><br><hr><hr><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/4e/d1/78/4ed178a9e7e3d3b4a3716c46d1a1756c.jpg)</div><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Name~</span></strong> Liliana Sinclare<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Job~</span></strong> (https://s14.postimg.org/e9wk4sc6p/banners3.png) {Singer}<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">When~</span></strong> September 16th, morning<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Tagging~</span></strong>Avynn, John Smith, Open.<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Mentioning~</span></strong> Felix<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Side Note~</span></strong> Wearing: Enchanting in Navy Blue (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=215922357[/URL) {Ignore the parts of the managers and Raoul} -Voiceclaim is Rebecca Caine-<br><br><hr><br><br>Liliana watching the cat leave with a sour look on her face “His tail stroked my backside...”<br><br>Sighing softly and giving Avynn a genuine smile, she nodded at his request for music and made her way back to the stage made available for the musicians, she flagged down one of the piano players and whispered in his ear, the fellow gave her a bashful kind of 'your so pretty' smiles before he nodded and approached the piano and began the music for 'Think of Me'<br><br>With that... Liliana made her way towards the microphone and began to sing...<br><br>https://youtu.be/zkJxMly5Wm4<br><br><br><br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>27-06-2017, 17:56:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1056.photobucket.com/albums/t372/Macross84/John%20smith_zpsrs16t7xg.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> John Smith<br><strong>Occupation:</strong> Inspector<br><strong>Time:</strong> Sept. 17, morning<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Mara (m), Galagous, Liliana, Felix, Open <br><br>----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>John nodded when Avynn mentioned how his superiors did not make any undo requests, unlike his. Though he was quick to explain that he could not go into detail. Causing John to make a mental note to have someone look into possible incursions from Satan, or any of his minions. For John, his job was to look into the viable success of Mr. Galagous's establishment, and its affects of the neighboring Human population. Though in all honesty, John hoped for the success of Avynn's place. While it has not been open for any real length of time, it already appeared to be having a positive effect on the fae in the area. <br><br>Avynn's next question was one that John expected. The Half demon wanting to know if there was any flaws in his Establishment. that was good, he wanted to curtail any issues before they become major. John respected that, and had no instruction to not report any issues he may have found during his preliminary investigation. However, before John could answer the Demon's query, another would approach the table. A familiar person whom John encountered in the bar the first day he was here. The Half Divine, Liliana. She requested to speak with Galagous on her schedule. Though she was quick to greet the Inspector, and apologize for any interruption. While John saw that her smile was genuine, the halfhearted nature wasn't lost on him either. Not that he took offense to it. The <em>Bureau</em> wasn't out to make friends. Just keep the "Peace" as it were. So John did not take any offense to it. "Good morning, Miss Sinclair." He said with his normal respectfully neutral tone. Sounding almost robotic in nature. <br><br>John would pick up the cup of coffee, thankful that Galagous summoned Mara over as he would enjoy a refill as well. Plus there was something about the Faun's presence that was calming. So for the moment, John simply let Avynn discuss the Singer's schedule. Taking mental notes on&nbsp; how a Half-Infernal, and Half Divine interacted. their Human halves shielding their nature from the other's influence. The topic would then shift to Avynn wishing to hear Liliana Sing, and the Angel suggesting something from a french Opera. "Book...actually." John interrupted as he set his coffee cup down. "The Phantom of the Opera was originally a book titled: <em>Le Fantôme de l'Opéra</em>. Written in serialization by the author Gaston Leroux from September 23rd, 1909 to January 8th, 1910 in Le Gaulois." He added. Andrew Lloyd Webber's rendition of the famous macabre tale was John's favorite. He even has the soundtrack on CD in his car. <br><br>Avynn would then assure the half angel that her aura doesn't affect him as badly as she feared, and commented on the beauty of her eyes. Even turning to John to ask his opinion on the matter. The Inspector would turn his head to regard Liliana's eyes for half a moment. They were indeed beautiful, and drew the observer in gently with its soft cool hues. Any human would easily find themselves entranced by such eyes, particularly framed with such a fair angelic face and ebony locks. John would nod his head in agreement with Avynn. "Quite" he would reply simply. Though it would appear that the attention of the two men were rather disconcerting to the young Half-Divine as she appeared quite nervous to suddenly be asked to perform, and with no accompaniment. <br><br>Motion, and the sound of the door opening would have John's turn towards the main entrance where a rather flamboyant haired Yokai entered. It took John a moment to recognize what kind of Yokai it was. It was a Cat Yokai, commonly referred to as a "Cheshire" Cat. Made famous by the story of "Alice in Wonderland". Oy, that was a interesting task for the Bureau to clean up, and make it more or less some young child, and author's imagination than an actual event. The Cat, whom introduced himself as Felix, approached the table with the rest of them to introduce himself to his new employer and see about getting to work. That was very commendable, a good solid work ethic. Though John wasn't completely aware of all of the Yokai's motives. Yet, John didn't seem to be phased as the cat appeared to have ignored him. There was no reason for the Cat to introduce himself to him as it was quite evident that his tastes lent more to the female persuasion by the way he continually stole glances at Liliana. For the time being John simply sat and sipped his coffee to which it was nearing the bottom of his cup. <br><br>Once Felix departed, and Liliana began to approach the stage to sing for her employer. John took a napkin and dabbed at the corners of his mouth. Since it was just the two of them now, John figured he will be able to answer Avynn's earlier query before Liliana were to grace them with her melodious voice. "As to your question earlier. I have not located any faults within the network of wards that have been erected to prevent humans from entering this establishment. Nor did I find anything that would cause the Council any reluctance upon approving your establishment." John replied. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Talra Di Deliren</strong> on <strong>10-07-2017, 01:05:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/46/03/e9/4603e9bf9db1911a3af1ea6d5a43b143.jpg)&nbsp; &nbsp;</div><strong>Name~</strong> Avynn Galagous<br><br><strong>Job~</strong> Owner/Boss<br><br><strong>When~</strong> September 17, morning<br><br><strong>Tagging~</strong> John, Liliana, Felix<br><br><strong>Side Note~</strong>&nbsp; <br><br><hr><br>The cat started his work quite eagerly. Avynn could only hope he wasn't serious about taking the pants off his customers, at least not within the cafe. Why else does he have a hotel for? The odd colored eyes looked back up at Lilliana. "Let me know if he so much as harrasses you without your said permission. I care little about coworker relationships as long as it doesn't affect over all performance." <br><br>He watched her take to the stage and pour out the most wonderful sound. This is one thing he can forgive his human heritage. At least he can hear an angel sing without so much as an itch in his side. She was wonderful. Then John spoke up once more answering his over due question before hand, giving him better satisfaction in listening to the song. "Ever heard an angel sing, Monsieur? Better than the irritable screaching of a demon, for sure."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LamentingQuill</strong> on <strong>10-07-2017, 01:21:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/4e/d1/78/4ed178a9e7e3d3b4a3716c46d1a1756c.jpg)</div><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Name~</span></strong> Liliana Sinclare<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Job~</span></strong> (https://s14.postimg.org/e9wk4sc6p/banners3.png) {Singer}<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">When~</span></strong> September 16th, morning<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Tagging~</span></strong> Open.<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Mentioning~</span></strong> Avynn.<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Side Note~</span></strong> Wearing: Enchanting in Navy Blue (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=215922357[/URL)&nbsp; -Singing voice claim is Rebecca Caine-<br><br><hr><br>After the last few notes of the aria's cadenza left her lips and the piano accompaniment faded, Liliana gave a soft subtle feminine bow to her clapping audience before she headed for the stairs as the side of the stage, she smiled sweetly back at the few customers that called to her to sing another song... but all that had made her quite thirsty and thus she was now headed to flag down a waiter for some water.<br><br>She could see as she was singing that her performance had pleased her employer, which honestly reassured her quite a bit as to whether or not she really had a future here at the Cafe de Fae... perhaps ever she might get lucky enough to meet someone within these walls that she didn't need to hide things from and actually be able obtain some real genuine happiness in her every day life. Now that, that was a dream worth striving for.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>10-07-2017, 02:07:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1056.photobucket.com/albums/t372/Macross84/John%20smith_zpsrs16t7xg.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> John Smith<br><strong>Occupation:</strong> Inspector<br><strong>Time:</strong> Sept. 17, morning<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Galagous, Liliana, Felix(m), Open <br><br>----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>John observed how Galagous ran his establishment. Partially he was curious to see how much the half demon leaned in his linage. He is more the uncaring, opportunistic demon? the caring, and compassionate human? Perhaps somewhere in between. The Comment about how he wanted to know if Cheshire harasses her was curious as it seemed on the surface that Galagous seemed only caring for his establishment's profits, but was that the only reason? Time would tell. <br><br>As Liliana sang, John took a moment to simply enjoy her voice. Yes, he could detect the subtle influence of her Divine Heritage working through her song. But Inspectors were rigorously trained against such influence. One's Will was constantly tested in the <em>Bureau</em>. John would regard the half-demon a moment as he asked if He had ever heard an Angel's singing before. John didn't answer at first, but looked upon Liliana up on stage. "Yes, I have. the Divine always try exert their Will upon Humans. Song is one of their more potent weapons as it can affect one's emotional state. Causing one's Will to resist to falter in the presence of a simulated Euphoric State." John replied. <br><br>As Liliana finished her song, John would give a polite amount of Applause as he let the Singer descend the stage.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Talra Di Deliren</strong> on <strong>10-07-2017, 02:33:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/46/03/e9/4603e9bf9db1911a3af1ea6d5a43b143.jpg)&nbsp; &nbsp;</div><strong>Name~</strong> Avynn Galagous<br><br><strong>Job~</strong> Owner/Boss<br><br><strong>When~</strong> September 17, morning<br><br><strong>Tagging~</strong> John, Liliana<br><br><strong>Side Note~</strong>&nbsp; <br><br><hr><br>So he knows. Avynn gave the man a hard stare before returning to the music. "You are quite right, Inspector.....thus I despise angels. They are like sirens in a way. Such beauties with an ulterior motive in my opinion..." Just that he didn't hate this woman in particular. Maybe it's because she shares the same half breed heritage as himself, suffering due to the human blood residing within them. <br><br>"She will do greatly in this cafe, don't you think," he asked John with a sneer. "with that voice, there's guaranteed business."<br><br>Avynn then nodded his approval to his musician as she finished, her voice was exemplary and would ease his customers quite nicely. With her his cafe will flourish. "My dear, you surely will have a fine future ahead of you. Please do keep up the good work." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LamentingQuill</strong> on <strong>10-07-2017, 05:28:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/4e/d1/78/4ed178a9e7e3d3b4a3716c46d1a1756c.jpg)</div><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Name~</span></strong> Liliana Sinclare<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Job~</span></strong> (https://s14.postimg.org/e9wk4sc6p/banners3.png) {Singer}<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">When~</span></strong> September 16th, morning<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Tagging~</span></strong> Avynn, John, Open.<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Mentioning~</span></strong> Felix<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Side Note~</span></strong> Wearing: Enchanting in Navy Blue (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=215922357[/URL)&nbsp; -Singing voice claim is Rebecca Caine-<br><br><hr><br><strong>{Avynn}</strong> "My dear, you surely will have a fine future ahead of you. Please do keep up the good work."<br><br>Hearing the voice of her employer as she passed by the table where he and the ridged demeanor inspector sat, she smiled graciously at Avynn and gave a subtle elegant nod of her head in thanks... her pale blue orbs slid to the inspector, still wearing the same sunglasses he always wore...<br><br><em>'I wonder what color his eyes are underneath those shades...'</em> She wondered silently, too intimidated by the man to speak the words aloud <em>'Does he ever smile? Perhaps laugh every now and again? I really have no idea what think about this guy...'</em><br><br>She turned her head to look a swishing pink tail caught her eyes and not far off, Felix the cat yokai walked past with a giggling girl on each arm, chatting animatedly with both of them <em>'At least the cat seems to be settling in well...'</em><br><br>Turning her eyes back to the half-bred demon and the human whose eyes she had yet to see, gracing them both with a serene smile “Please let me know if my services are required again, I'm delighted my talents can be of use here”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>11-07-2017, 03:52:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1056.photobucket.com/albums/t372/Macross84/John%20smith_zpsrs16t7xg.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> John Smith<br><strong>Occupation:</strong> Inspector<br><strong>Time:</strong> Sept. 17, morning<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Galagous, Liliana, Felix(m), Open <br><br>----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>John's opaque lenses seemed to absorb the hard stare that Avynn was giving him, that thin line seemingly etched in stone across his lips as he listened to the Half-Demon expressed how he hated Divinity. It made sense as they were polar opposites. Two sides of the same coin. It was only natural there would be mutual disdain for for each other. So it made the fact that Liliana was now employed by Mr. Galagous even more curious. As Avynn declared that she would do greatly at this Cafe, and if the Inspector agreed. John simply nodded his head. An angelic voice like hers would certainly be quite the attraction. "She would be quite a boon, if properly managed." John replied simply.<br><br>As Liliana approached, John would remain quiet as Avynn spoke with he singer. the Angel seemingly quite pleased that she did well. Though the shift in her eyes in his direction did not go unnoticed. Had his sunglasses not been currently obscuring his own eyes. She would have found his own looking directly at her. "Your voice was exemplary. More per your natural talent than your linage." John stated, as close to a compliment as he felt he was allowed to give the Half Angel. <br><br>the Giggling of the girls hanging off of Felix drew the attention of the inspector for a moment. As it appeared that nothing was out of sorts, he simply let it be while Liliana, and Avynn continued their conversation. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfling72</strong> on <strong>20-07-2017, 16:30:50</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/06/9a/95/069a95d4c5dec8e6a623cbbd48416110.jpg)</div><strong>Name~</strong> Miyuki<br><strong>When~</strong> September 17th, late morning<br><strong>Tagging~</strong> Open cuz new<br><strong>Side Note~</strong> just getting her feet wet (also updated o/c picture)<br><br><hr><hr><br>She’d heard talk of this place, filled with Fae, with others who did not fit into the narrow confines of “Human” society. This Cafe’ was meant to be a safe haven for those who were MORE than their seeming would allow. It was meant to be a sanctuary.<br><br>Tired of the daily grind, tired of keeping her tails hidden, tired (for that matter) of living~ Miyuki figured she would at least give this place a chance to soothe jangled nerves. Obviously, if it did not work? Her original plan could go into effect- a return to her homeland to make use of what mortals had turned her Forest into…<br><br>But enough about that.<br><br>She’d heard the call, bounced as it was from segment to segment of the land’s hidden Fae population and had found the Cafe and surrounding environs, almost by magic. The building itself was far from imposing and had she not known what to look for? She would have never noticed it.<br><br>As she passed an empty storefront, the kitsune took a moment to assess her appearance. Long dark hair contained by one exceedingly long braid, check. Blindingly white tee and comfortable jeans? Yup. Small feet covered by clunky engineer boots? Uh-huh. Her eyes gleamed brightest gold but mortals assumed they were no more than contact lenses. She didn’t mind. Less to worry about when she resumed her preferred human guise.<br><br>So- into the Fae Fray. With a slight shake to settle her nerves, the kitsune’ slipped through the entrance and allowed her natural form to come forth. Four fluffy tails in hues from blinding white to darkest night, russet fox ears which shaded to midnight as they connected with her hair which fell into an untidy mass of mess that reached to a spot just above her butt.<br><br>“Much better,” she murmured to herself and then silence as she took in the calming interior. Warm colors, gleam of oak and mahogany, of gold and brass.<br><br>“Pretty.”<br><br>Now if only she could get a decent cup of tea!<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>20-07-2017, 17:53:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://xdesktopwallpapers.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/07/Men%20in%20Black%203%20-%20Josh%20Brolin%20As%20Young%20Agent%20K.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> John Smith<br><strong>Occupation:</strong> Inspector<br><strong>Time:</strong> Sept. 17, morning<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Galagous, Liliana(m), Miyuki (m) Open <br><br>----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>The sound of the opening door would draw John's gaze towards the door where he saw a rather beautiful Kitsune stride into the door. By the looks of how she entered, she was experiencing the relief of being able to shed whatever disguise she was forced to use to conceal her tails, and ears from the Humans passing by outside. For Miyuki, she would encounter the usual podium of polished wood with a small chalk board inlayed in the front panel with the script, <em>Please Wait to be Seated</em> scribbed on the front. Though her wait would not be long as in the air above the podium, a small sprite appeared in the form of a Will-o-wisp (http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KDeCf4YVqy8/UmGIj-NMvRI/AAAAAAAAJaM/o3Yr5__9Z9w/s1600/tumblr_m7jzsutlM11ql06bko1_500.jpg). They generally appeared when the Wait staff is encumbered with the other patrons. The Wisp would give a deep bow to Miyuki, welcoming her to the Cafe before motioning to follow. <br><br>The Wisp would led the Kitsune deep into the cafe passed the Table where Avynn, Liliana, and John were presently occupying. The Inspector giving the Fox a cursory glance as she past. She was certainly quite beautiful, though he felt an aura of sadness it would seem hanging around her. The Wisp would show Miyuki to a cozy table that allowed her to see the entire Cafe as the wait staff scurried between tables to take care of the establishment's patrons. Four more wisps would float over with a menu for the Kitsune to look over while she waited for a Host, or hostess to see to her order. On the Menu was a rather lengthy list of the Coffees that this place offered, as well as an equally long list of Teas. Including some native to her home Island. There were small Food items she could order as well along with a rather large display case displaying the offered pastries, and Nibbles she could choose from as well.&nbsp; <br><br>The five Wisps would hover before Miyuki for a moment before bowing to her once more. Thanking her for her patronage before slowly fading from view to allow her to look over the menu in peace. Soft music playing in the background to both add atmosphere, and help the patrons relax. <br><br>John's gaze would linger upon Miyuki a moment longer before turning to Avynn. "Your establishment appears to be very well received." The Inspector commented. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LamentingQuill</strong> on <strong>21-07-2017, 04:05:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/4e/d1/78/4ed178a9e7e3d3b4a3716c46d1a1756c.jpg)</div><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Name~</span></strong> Liliana Sinclare<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Job~</span></strong> (https://s14.postimg.org/e9wk4sc6p/banners3.png) {Singer}<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">When~</span></strong> September 16th, morning<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Tagging~</span></strong> Avynn, John, Miyuki and Felix... Open.<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Mentioning~</span></strong><br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Side Note~</span></strong> Wearing: Enchanting in Navy Blue (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=215922357[/URL)&nbsp; -Singing voice claim is Rebecca Caine-<br><br><hr><br>Pale blue eyes quietly observed the kitsune female with a kind smile, Liliana was a little bit shy when meeting new people and she didn't quite feel comfortable be extra vocal just yet until she had a better idea of what to expect from Miyuki. Caution became necessary in ones life when half of you contained essence of heaven's divine light... it was apparently as she'd been warned, coveted by a select few minorities and individuals.<br><br>She wasn't too sure either what this woman would think about her as a nephilim, many regarded the half-breed offspring of humans and angels to be abominations that had no right or business to exist. Hopefully it wouldn't be the case here... Miyuki seemed to have a certain cheerfulness about her demeanor, something that Liliana wouldn't be at all adverse to having around.<br>Her eyes slid to Avynn as these thoughts were going through her head... he had his issues with angels and yet... he genuinely seemed like he wanted to protect her from the outside world and anything else if she asked it. It was nice... you know, to have a friend.<br><br>“Oh dear... Felix...” Liliana murmured, nudging Avynn's arm and point discreetly as the now rose gold eyed cat demon standing not too terribly far away behind Miyuki... he didn't look happy...<br><br><br><hr><br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i66.photobucket.com/albums/h275/SavinaHime/happy_halloween_trick_or_treat__by_yuegene-d6shcqy_zpsqfxwhtng.jpg)</div><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Name~</span></strong> Felix Airay<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Job~</span></strong> (https://s15.postimg.org/sdei37eiz/banners6.png)<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">When~</span></strong> September 16th, morning<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Tagging~</span></strong>Avynn, John Smith, Liliana, Miyuki. Open.<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Mentioning~</span></strong> <br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Side Note~</span></strong> Wearing: Same as in the picture, minus the black boa<br><br><br><hr><br>Felix opened his mouth and released a long low hiss before closing his mouth as his tail swished rapidly behind him in a vertical back and forth motion, the fur slightly raised up to indicate he was a tad irritated... he wanted to go full on Yokai on the kitsune, but... she was female! And cute! Felix always vowed there would be no female he would ever spurn, he loved women and they almost always loved him!<br><br>Oh what a confusing dilemma... should he hiss at her again? Or perhaps turn on the charm? Would it betray everything it meant to be a feline if he flirted with the fox demon?<br>On the other hand... since when did Felix ever give two shits about obeying such a specific set of rules like cats against dogs, he always kept a 'go with the flow' style and worried more about having fun than anything else... so... maybe...<br><br>Hmmm....<br><br>Felix cleared his throat and calmed his facial features “Do pardon me, force of habit... I assure you, I'm never so crass to the ladies, I'm just not... accustomed to... well, members of the canine family. I do pray you shall forgive me...”<br>The cheshire demon leaned in towards Miyuki with shining golden feline eyes as he waited for her to answer him "Hmm? Please say you'll forgive my outburst, it was so terribly rude and so uncalled for. Hmm? You forgive the pretty kitty?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfling72</strong> on <strong>23-07-2017, 00:20:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/06/9a/95/069a95d4c5dec8e6a623cbbd48416110.jpg)</div><strong>Name~</strong> Miyuki<br><strong>When~</strong> September 17th, late morning<br><strong>Tagging~</strong> Felix <em>mentioned</em> da Wisps, John Smith, Liliana and Avynn<br><strong>Side Note~</strong> aw, who’s a good Kitty Demon then??<br><br><hr><hr><br>As the kitsune entered the main room, she paused by a podium. A small handwritten sign advised that she <strong>Please Wait Here To Be Seated</strong> and so she did, only to be surprised by the prompt service as a Wisp popped into view with a half bow.<br><br>“Nice…” <br><br>As the diminutive being led her to a table, she registered a lone human seated with another male who felt vaguely sinister. A beautiful female also stood near them, her skin giving off a vague pearlescent gleam. <br><br><em>I wonder if she knows that she glows?</em> Miyuki forced herself to <strong>Stop staring!</strong> at the odd tableau and settled herself with a sigh, her four tails settling about her frame in various mounds of furred softness.<br><br>As the cute Wisps departed, she heard a rather loud, LONG, hiss. Wide golden eyes searched for, and found, the perpetrator- a gorgeous cat demon- pink haired and tea kettle boiling. A small smile curved her lips upward but she still would have responded in kind. However, he soon strode over and spoke, his voice a delightful tenor which sounded the way she assumed heated velvet- felt.<br><br>“No worries <em>hansamu</em>. It is difficult to overcome our very natures, especially in new environments. We can only try for better understanding.” Here, a wicked little grin. “Or we can whip it out and see whose is bigger.” Her four tails fluttered up to frame her upper body.<br><br>Just then a single wisp returned from wherever it had gotten to. She returned the menu with a seated bow and a quiet murmur- “A cup of Hojicha and a sugar cookie, please?”<br><br>Another nod and a brief smile before the wisp was gone. The kitsune returned her attention to the <em>Neko akuma</em> and gave him a sweet smile. <br><br>“Would you care to join me?”<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Café de Fae ~ Café</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>27-07-2017, 16:50:47</strong>
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				Miyuki would not have to wait long before her order would be completed. Another team of wisps floating a tray towards her, and Felix. The cup used may be a pleasant surprise to Miyuki as it was not the typical Coffee cup that most Cafe's of the human world would have used, but a porcelain Tea Cup of Japanese Origin (https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/31vqDM8MQGL.jpg) could be seen with soft steam rising up from its lip. Right next to it on a plate was a large sugar cookie about the size of a saucer. The sugar granuals twinkling like stars in the night sky, illuminated by the soft lights of the room. <br><br>The Plate was set before Miyuki, and would soon be followed by the cup. The Liquid inside bearing a reddish-brown hue with the tingling hints of Charcoal, and caramel like scents drifting up from the cup. The Wisps would flow before Miyuki and wait to see if she approved, or would have further need of their services. 
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