Flickering Candle Inn: Preparations

What do you like in an RP?

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[Gothic Romantic]

"Nonsense, my dear. As keeper of this inn, I wish nothing but the best for my patrons." GR cradles Vee's accepting grip, gently placing his hand upon hers. Leading her to a clean and furnished table, he pulls out a mahogany chair with velvet seat for her. "Is there anything I may get you, madam? Your desire is the limit for your meal." His hands rested upon the back of the seat, at the ready to politely ease her closer to the table.

Where: Dining Room Who: Vee Music: Ambient Violin

[Heliko pylori]

Vibryo Duponte

Keeper of the Inn!? Boy had she been wrong. Vee’s eyes were wide in shock and surprise as she looked up at him. He would probably kick me out if he knew what I had thought, she thought as she mentally bashed herself and wanted to do nothing but hide under a rock at that moment. Although, in her defense, it wasn’t often that the innkeeper treated guests in such a manner. Sure, they may be there if a question needed to be answered or if the kitchen needed to be tended and to give polite conversation but she could honestly say this was the first time one had been so polite as to lead her to a table.

As they came to a stop she smiled and spoke as she heard something being dragged a very short distance across the floor. “You’re very polite. The most polite innkeeper I’ve come across so far. Usually I just get told to find a seat; let alone being escorted to one. I can only imagine your interest in your guests keeps the place booming with regulars. Well, when they aren’t all busy.” She then put a hand out to be placed along the chair. Her fingers found the velvet and she pretended to be admiring it in guise of finding her way around the chair so that she didn’t make a fool of herself by missing when she went to sit. “Very soft and comfortable,” she stated in approval once she was safely in the chair. As for what she wanted to eat, she took a moment to think about that. She was just going to go simple but decided to take him up on his offer instead. An idea came to her and she smirked before turning her face up to look at him as she flawlessly rattled off a list. “All right. Well then, my desire says that we would like to have venison medallions with wild mushroom port sauce. Using new zealand boneless venison ,of course. Smoked muscovy duck breast with tosaka seaweed and cherry leaf vinaigrette. Braised veal cheeks with potato gnocchi and chanterelles And for dessert chocolate cranberry cake and a pear tart.” Her stomach seconded that motion with an audible growl as just thinking about the food was making her mouth water. “Sorry,” she stated in a low voice as she looked down in her lap in embarrassment and placed a hand over her stomach; a pink hue coloring her cheeks.

((Bah. Longer post than intended))

[Gothic Romantic]

"Thank you very much for the compliment, madam. I hold my patrons in high respect." He eased the chair closer to the table after she had taken her seat. After expressing her approval of the chair, the inn keeper gave a smirk and a nod. Ears open to Vee's order, he pondered the ingredients, where to get the freshest and most accurate taste to zing the pallet. Imagining the entire processes from deer roaming the hills of New Zealand to sitting on a plate with the wild mushrooms it once ate. As he imagined the meal, the air began to fill with exotic scents. Soon after, the sound of sizzling cast iron trays with still steaming delights waiting to be consumed. The gentleman then put his ring finger and thumb together. "Fine dining for a fine lady." At the snap of his finger, the imagined cuisine became real upon Vee's table.

Where: Dining Room Who: Vee Music: Ambient Violin

[Heliko pylori]

Vibryo Duponte

Vee continued to smile up at him after placing her order; expecting him to either head toward the kitchen or say that the kitchen didn’t house what she wanted. Instead, however, he continued to stand by her chair. Which, brought on much confusion as she started to smell the food and hear it being cooked. She became lost in her senses at the promise of food but was brought back to reality when the food smelled like it was sitting right in front of her. Not only that but the still hot meat was registering enough that she could see it for the moment. In disbelief she reached a hand forward; her fingers coming in contact with the very freshly made food. “How…how did you?” was all she could manage to get out at first as she was quite sure that he hadn’t bothered to take one step in the direction of the kitchen. She used her fingers to find the food again as if to double check if it were really there. “It’s like it all appeared from out of thin air!” she stated in a tone that was filled with fascination before picking up a piece of meat and placing it in her mouth.

[Killiandra]

Alura stopped outside the dining room door upon hearing conversation inside. Peering in, her smile couldn't help but return as she saw the food appear upon the table and the following reaction of Vee. Well, She certainly has good taste! Her eyes glittered with their old mischievious light as she watched a moment more then headed to the desk.

Where: Foyer Who: G.R., Vee Music:Ambient Violin

[Gothic Romantic]

Vee's reaction caused the grin upon GRs face to grow. "The Flickering Candle provides for those that find sanctuary within its walls." He holds his right arm across his stomach and gives a slight bow. The mind of the inn keeper had many thoughts on his mind: party preparations, the scroll from his father, finishing up the restoration of the inn, hiring more employees, and other such thoughts. Rising from his act of respect, curiosity and slight fatigue began to take hold. "If it wouldn't be of much trouble, may I sit with you?"

Where: Dining Room Who: Vee Music: sizzling trays, Ambient Violin

[Heliko pylori]

Vibryo Duponte

Vee could only smile in amusement at the answer the innkeeper gave. “But of course,” she stated as she had expected a detailed answer but then again, found herself not really being surprised by the vagueness. It gave her more of an idea of what to expect from him. As she continued to eat she picked up on Alura’s signature though she seemed to leave for elsewhere before Vee could greet her. She decided to hunt the woman down later, even if it was just to say hi. For now she would enjoy the meal that had been placed before her and the company that was to be had. “I would be offended if you didn’t,” she stated in reply to the innkeeper’s question as she gestured at, what she assumed to be, a seat across from her. “Feel free to join in. It is quite a bit of food.” She had asked for it all on purpose as she could easily devour everything on the table, and probably the table itself, in record time though she would eat like a sane person in front of others; going through the motions with things such as chewing.. “Mind if I ask what your name is, mister innkeeper? I would hate to keep referring to someone as thoughtful as you by title only.”

[Gothic Romantic]

"Then I shall not disappoint, my dear." The inn keeper pulled a matching chair from the table beside Vee. He smoothed the tail of his coat down before sitting as not to wrinkle it. Folding his silk covered fingers together, he placed his hands on the place mat before him. His eyes searched about the feast for something to nibble upon. "I am called G.R. I also do not think that I have caught your name, madam."

Where: Dining Room Who: Vee Music: Ambient Violin

[Heliko pylori]

Vibryo Duponte

G.R…G.R…G.R…she thought over and over as she had heard the name before but seemed to have a hard time placing it. She chewed in quiet thought for a moment before the light went off in her head and she turned big, grey eyes to the one sitting beside her. “Ooooh, right! Alura mentioned your name the first time I was here. I remember thinking I hadn’t a clue of who you were but I had questioned her to death as it was so I just nodded my head and figured that if something came up then I would just go around asking for G.R.” She gave a light, humorous laugh as she started on the second dish; eating a little and savoring the flavor before speaking. “My name is Vibryo but everyone calls me Vee. It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance.” She would have offered him a hand to shake but considering her fingers were a mess at the moment she offered him a big, friendly smile instead. “How long have you been in the inn business, G.R.? And, if I may be even more bold…why is it that you don’t charge for rooms?” Not that she was complaining. It was just a very curious thing to her and who better to ask than the owner of the place.

[Gothic Romantic]

"Vibryo. Such an enchanting name, if I may say." It was certainly a rare treat to have conversation with a unique madam. A dryness in his throat made words feel as though they were getting stuck. Slowly, he began drawing a steady circle in the air over a napkin, as if running his fingers upon the rim of an invisible glass. The moment the ring of crystal came to ear, the conjured tall glass of cold perspiring water dripped a few beads onto the napkin. He took up the glass and took a satisfying sip to wet his words. The water in the glass swishes with every motion of his hand. "I have been the Inn Keeper at this Inn for what feels like an eon. As for the rooms, they are free because I know that everyone needs some form of sanctuary. Famous faces from paparazzi, the penniless needing shelter and work, the misjudged from the close-minded. The inn is that sanctuary. It acts as shelter, guardian, provider, and friend. All one must do, is sign their name in blood. Think of it as a way for it to recognize its customers." The glass rested once again upon the dampened napkin. "What is it that you do for a living, my dear Miss Vee?"

Where: Dining Room Who: Vee Music: Ambient Violin

[Heliko pylori]

Vibryo Duponte

Vee couldn’t help but to look at him and smile as she wondered if he knew the origin of her name. “Thank you. My mom named me. All credit must go to her,” she simply stated though fought hard not to roll her eyes at her mother’s wicked sense of humor. She watched from the corner of her eye, so to speak, as he ran his finger around something. She tried to think of what it could be but was given the answer when the smell of water hit her. She wondered if he had done the same feat again but left the thought behind as she became distracted in his words as he spoke about the Inn. She looked at him in amazement as his kindness seemed to know no bounds. “So willing to be so helpful to a very large and diverse crowd of people. Not just people but complete strangers. I'm sure everyone simply adores that big heart of yours.” The second dish seemed to disappear faster than the first one as she wasn’t being so self conscious in the midst of conversing with G.R. “Three things,” she stated in a matter of fact tone with a playful smile, “First, please tell me you are going to join me in dining. Even if it’s just to nibble on something. Eating alone but within the presence of company feels a bit awkward. Second, what do you mean by it’s a way for it to recognize its customers? Is the Inn alive? And, last but not least, I’m an assassin.” The smile never faded from her face and her easy tone never changed as she admitted her profession, though mainly because the term wasn’t what she preferred to use. She thought herself a predator, for sure, as that was just what she was born as. Though, in this land people obviously called what she did assassination so she had adopted the term.

[Gothic Romantic]

"Assassin? Hrm." His left eyebrow lifted in curiosity as Vee mentioned her occupation. "I have been in combat before, I have lost my taste for it long ago. It is actually one of the reasons why I am so keen upon helping others find sanctuary. If I were in their position, I would be wanting a place to feel safe from those that pursue me." There was worry as to what her missions may be in the area, but put the thought to rest at the back of his mind for a later time.

"Anyhow, the inn is a magical place. Not alive yet at the very least, intelligent." The enthusiasm of the moment urged GR to lean closer to the conversational companion and rest his elbows upon the table, eying the delicious duck nearby. "Blood carries along with it a piece of ones aura and soul. With one's personal signature upon the line their room is, their aura and soul signatures are recognized as the patron of that room. Does this make sense, my dear?" As the inn keeper explained the workings of the inn, he served himself a healthy portion of the conjured feast.

Where: Dining Room Who: Vee Music: Ambient Violin

[Heliko pylori]

Vibryo Duponte

“I take it that means you don’t care too much for my profession,” Vee stated calmly though everything about her demeanor seemed to wilt as she kept her eyes forward and ate. “What makes your inn any more safe than the others?” She wasn’t being challenging at all as her demeanor was still wilted but his choice of wording had her curious.

When he leaned in closer and spoke gave a little background on the inn she turned her head to face him. She listened to him carefully and gave a nod when he asked if she understood. “It makes sense so far. Please continue.” A light smile formed on her lips as she gave him her attention; obviously very interested in learning more.

[Gothic Romantic]

"My apology, madam. I meant no offense in my words. I have respect for the precise art of dispatching ones target. I see you less as an assassin, and more something primal, lethal if I may say." He worked at the cut of fowl on his plate for a moment, while pondering Vee's inquiry of how the inn protects. "The inn is able to determine enemies of those that sign the ledger. Their memories lie within their soul, so if a patron remembers an enemy, so does the inn. As to how it exactly protects its patrons: there is a small army of gargoyles standing vigilant guard upon the roof and outside walls at all times. There is also a barrier that will not allow malice come through any portal within these walls."

Gulping down another bite, he noticed that he had forgotten to serve Vee a drink as well. His face winced as if to kick himself mentally for neglecting the drink. "I seemed to have forgotten to offer you a drink. Might I fetch you something?"

Where: Dining Room Who: Vee Music: Ambient Violin

[Heliko pylori]

Vibryo Duponte

Vee smiled and physically dismissed his apology with a small wave of her hand. “No offense taken. You’re more than welcome to your opinion. I’m just used to being treated less than polite by those who disagree. Kind one moment and throwing me out the next,” she stated and gave a shrug as if to ask what can she do. “Primal and lethal? May I ask why?” Those were words that had never been used to describe her. Well, not in her current state anyway.

She gave a mental sigh of relief the second he said the enemies of those who sign the ledger. Glad I have nothing to worry about, she thought as she continued to listen to his explanation. “That is a very complex and nice system you have going. What if malice starts within the walls? Will the barrier keep the two separated? Perhaps eject them out of the inn?” She paused for a moment before turning her grey eyes to look at him in wonder. “You’re very comfortable telling an assassin how your inn works. How do you know I won’t use the information to try and find a loophole because I have a contract here?” There was a smile on her face as she was eager to hear the answer. She wouldn’t dare think him naïve enough to not have thought about that though it wasn’t often that many shared such things with her.

In hearing that she didn’t have a drink her eyes searched the table as if she could really see the items on it. She had been so absorbed in conversation and food that she had forgotten about a beverage and was happy she didn’t have one as she probably would have knocked it over by accident. But, now that he had put it on her mind. “Yes, please. Just a glass of water will be fine. Thank you.”