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 Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 2:04 pm
Heyen expected the slap, and even though it hurt he just smiled and allowed Shamira to have her personal space back as walked back, holding his cheek with a childish expression on his face.
"It isn't that I'm harmed, I'm just very happy to see you back, Shamira." He noticed the chef's bringing Sachiko the food that Heyen had spelled, but they left the mess on the floor for Heyen to pick up. So he did. "Why don't the two of you order something? It'll be on me for the day - just be sure to keep the tab in the lower numbers." He offered, calling over a waitress to bring him a towel and trash can for the spills he had done.
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 7:53 pm
ᎦɦɑოᎥɾɑ
▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂ ❖ ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂ Shamira walked back to the counter. She sighed, "Ugh... did I accidentally slip a sappy potion into my morning coffee?" she thought unhappily. She was actually feeling bad for slapping the perverted tavern owner. "Sorry, I've just been having one of those days. I didn't hurt you much, did I?" she asked in a rather tired, humble voice. Mitsuki looked at Shamira a bit alarmed, "Did something happen in the other village, or did she just slip something into her coffee?" she thought. Shamira usually wasn't this kind, or talked this much. Yesterday she seemed normal, but now she seemed... off. "Maybe it has something to do with the weather. It seems everyone's been down or scared recently." Mitsuki thought, thinking back to Heyen the day before, and Dark. Shamira nodded at Heyen's offer of food. "A bowl of stew's fine. Thanks." she said in the same tired tone. Mitsuki looked at her a bit worried, but looked back at Heyen with a smile. "I think stew sounds great. Thanks Heyen, and thanks for letting me and Misora stay the night." she said warmly.
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 9:03 pm
"No, of course not." Heyen smiled as he resumed his place behind the counter. "Trust me, dear; it isn't the first time that I've been slapped. I've even been punched before." Which was true. Not every woman fell for his charms, and not everyone woman he got. The sharp sense of the ladies sometimes even overcame his powers of an Incubus. "Two bowls of stew please!" Heyen called to the kitchen crew, which were already annoyed at him. All that could be heard were aggravated groans but he knew that they wouldn't refuse. "Would you two like some coffee?" He asked, getting two silver plated cups before walking over to the coffee maker. "I figure that it's too early for Mitsuki to drink, but maybe you would like something to ease your headache, Shamira?" He asked her kindly.  Nate opened the door to the tavern, once again allowing Ski to enter the Dragon's Nest before him. "You could pay with your own coin." Nate informed her "Heyen can always get it exchanged, just tell him the type of coin you have and he'll just find it's currency rate and what not." He told her as he looked inside of the tavern. Whoa..looks like we got a full house. He thought as he saw Shamira, Heyen, Mitsuki, a newcomer and the common patrons. At least Mitsuki was here and he could get to telling her about school. He was sure that the other student and parents were already informed, but since those two green creatures weren't home they must have not. They probably didn't even know what's been going on.
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 9:32 pm
 ~ Ski ~
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She was still not used to having the door opened for her. It was weird...but Ski followed along having seen it done. Nate was gentlemanly anyway and though pointless to her, it was a nice gesture.
Strolling in, Ski let her eyes wondering over the surrounding guests of the tavern. It was always the same, examine the place and search for exits and those that would prove a threat. A lot of the faces were new as well Ski noticed, while at the same time some were familiar. Mitsuki being one and the Shamira girl...and the Incubus.
It was crowded a little, the thief would deal with it though.
As Nat spoke up, Ski turned her head upward to show that she was listening rather then ignoring him from the depths of her hood. "Good...dealing with coins is just easier for me," Ski stated.
With that she gestured to Mitsuki. "Told you they'd be here."
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Posted: Tue Dec 07, 2010 4:54 pm
ᎦɦɑოᎥɾɑ
▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂ ❖ ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂Shamira sighed, a bit annoyed. "I don't have a headache. Just having a bad day. Which your kiss certainly didn't help with!" she said in an annoyed voice. She sighed again, instantly cooling. "A bottle of rum..." she mumbled. Mitsuki half smiled at Shamira, she must of been having a bad day if she'd yield so easily. As to Heyen's offer, she smiled brightly. "Coffee would be great. Thanks Heyen." she said. Upon hearing Nate and Ski enter she smiled and turned around to face them. "Good afternoon Nate, Ski." she said cheerfully. Shamira looked at them with a mostly blank, unamused face. "Oh, so they came." she thought.
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Posted: Tue Dec 07, 2010 10:56 pm
As if offended Heyen lifted both of his hands defensively with an innocent expression crossing his face. "My kisses are heavenly, madam! Would you have preferred if I bit you?" A grin formed. Incubus or Succubus had a special ability with their bites - able to make the victim yearn for pleasure. Best way to put it was like an instant aphrodisiac. "Here you go, Mitsuki." Heyen told her as poured her coffess, given her the sugar cubes and milk for her own choosing, with a stirring spoon. "And you know, Shami, drinking isn't always the best remedy." Heyen lectured as he poured her choosen choice of beverage the moment a couple of chefs put down their bow of stews. "And good day, Nate." "I guess you were right. Should I pat your head?" He smiled to Ski before walking towards the counter to greet the rest of the party. "Good afternoon, Mitsuki, Heyen, Shamira. How is everyone doing today?" He asked, gesturing to each person as he called their names. "Can I get some lemonade, Heyen? And easy on the ice." Heyen nodded, using his high speed movement to gather the ingredients. "And how about your friend?" Heyen's voice rang out for a moment before appearing before the four in a matter of seconds. But when he saw her, he blinked. "Hey-- you're that demon..." Heyen implied, nodding a finger as if trying to remember. With a curious gaze Nate turned to Ski. "His gesture only says that you did something in this tavern. You didn't get in a fight did you?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 08, 2010 3:24 pm
ᎦɦɑოᎥɾɑ
▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂ ❖ ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂Shamira narrowed her eyes at Heyen at the mention of a bite. She knew what they did, thanks to her books. "Damn Incubus" she thought. She ate a spoonful of her stew, and when he mentioned the drink she shrugged. "Works for me." she said simply, and drank a third of the drink he poured her. She smiled as it went down her throat. "Been awhile since I've had that." she thought happily. She continued to eat her stew. Mitsuki smiled when Heyen gave her her coffee, "Thanks Heyen." she said, putting two sugar cubes into the coffee. She smiled broadly when Nate came over, "Good afternoon. I'm doing fine." she said, poring ome milk into her coffee and stirring it. Shamira looked up from her food, "So you wanted to talk to Mitsuki that bad, huh?" she asked. She had just told him less than an hour ago where Mitsuki was, and here he was now, shortly after she herself arrived. What he wanted to talk about must of had some importance. Besides, it might take Heyen's attention off of her.
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Posted: Wed Dec 08, 2010 4:15 pm
~ Ski ~
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Ski hung back in pure silence. Hidden beneath the shadow of her hood her eyes followed the conversation. Listening and intent on watching all these stranger react. She was just a stupid tag along after all. Nothing important and Ski didn't care in the least.
Course Nate choice of drink made her raise a brow. Lemonade? Seriously? It didn't have anything booze wise in it either. You say easy on the booze not ice. This human was so strange...so intriguing...
Not paying attention to Heyen specifically, she hadn't caught what he said prier. However, the word demon caught her attention and her head flew rapid fast back to stare at the Incubus. He was talking to her...her....a demon...she was a half-demon dammit. The thief hated being lumped into the category of her pathetic kin.
A growl was forming in Ski's throat and she was about snap at the tavern manage when Nate spoke up.
"If I got into a fight, the person would be dead or nearly so, and you know it! And that wasn't a fight. A stupid drunkard decided he wanted to feel up my leg and try and seduce me into his bed. I kicked him away and threatened him with castration," Ski stated the threat as if it was a common thing and ended in a shrug.
"I had no problems with anyone after. Just get me some vodka or something..." she grumbled crossing her arms over her chest. "Or I can buy it myself...either way."
Turning back to Heyen though, she let her onyx eye stare straight in his though he couldn't see them. "I'm not a demon bartender."
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Posted: Wed Dec 08, 2010 4:50 pm
"I do worry about your safety, Shami. Take it easy." But he didn't think that she would let that alone stop her from drinking. She was just that type, he always thought. Heyen took one of the seats at the counter, and in that second Ski's response not only startled him, but made him wide-eyed. Her raise of tone and attitude threw him for a clean loop. Even when she wasn't yelling he could hear/feel the scowl in her words and tongue. But he listened until she demanded alchohol. Whoa..I wonder what brought that up// Nate thought (stunned) as he looked towards Heyen, who was staring at Nate with a similar but less dramatic look of surprise. The Incubus had only nodded and began to pour Ski her vodka; his silence only saying that he no longer wanted to continue the subject of Ski's heritate. When Shamira spoke up he turned to her and nodded. "Yeah..actually. Her and Misora but Mitsuki's ears will do fine." He said as he drank some of his lemonade that Heyen offtered before speaking again. "I just wanted to tell her and Misora that the university..will be closed due to damage. Uhmm..lighting had struck the building and for safety measures has been closed. So, Mitsuki," He gestured to, "Misora's education will have to be put on delay." Aaah..that's good lemonade. Sometime's it's better not too cold and not too hot.. He nodded as he put his head down and looked at another newcomer (Sachiko) who seemed to be silent.
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Posted: Wed Dec 08, 2010 5:07 pm
~ Ski ~
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From their responses...Ski got the clear impression that they were surprised by her response to Heyen. Perhaps Ski had gone a little overboard? She never was one to hold back things and being called a demon...it always got on her nerves. She was a half-demon...but every one looked at her that way anyway.
Plus....the run in Ian was a lasting one. And added to it was like there were eyes watching her...a feeling she had often and uncomfortably so.
"Thanks..." she droned with little feeling as he finished poring.
Taking the drink that Heyen had poured her, she didn't apologize for her behavior. Since when did Ski care? She didn't... Well with drink in hand she sat a stool over by the Shamira girl. They were similar in ways, but she was leaving the happy social group alone.
Hearing Nate mention the school...and the damage to the school by lighting, Ski remembered that night. Lots of lightning and wind...poison blood. Yea...lots of damage.
"Oops..." she said to herself.
Ski wondered if the officials figured out that it was her that caused the damage just what they would do.
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Posted: Thu Dec 09, 2010 6:07 pm
ᎦɦɑოᎥɾɑ
▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂ ❖ ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂Shamira rose an eyebrow. "Its not like I drink daily Heyen, and I know how to take care of my own health. I'm a potions master, remember?" she said in a rather annoyed voice. The way he said it made her sound like an alcoholic. She may have the occasional beverage maybe once a week or a bit more, but she knew how to purify and detoxify her body through potions and spells. In truth though she might drink more if Heyen wasn't always at the Dragons Nest, having to deal with him daily wouldn't be worth all the alcohol in the world. Just thinking about seeing Heyen and dealing with his lustful actions daily made her shudder and take another swig of rum. "Besides after a kiss like that I think I deserve a bit of Alcohol." she thought. Mitsuki listened intently to what Nate had to say, but frowned. "I have a feeling it was a bit more than lightening..." she thought, but didn't mention it in fear for Heyen. She didn't want a repeat of last night, nor to even mention that subject for her own ears. She nodded, "I guess that'll give her more time with her fiddle and singing." she said with a small smile, trying to be optimistic. "On another note I think my side's finally healed." she said happily.
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Posted: Thu Dec 09, 2010 11:15 pm
"I'm sure you do, Shamira but there's always a chance of errors. Especially in potion making.." Heyen paused, and with a look of wondering curious he looked to the ceiling. "You ever get hot from your potions? You know...accidentally give yourself ecstacy?" It was true, and Heyen knew it. He was an impossible flirt, and a pervert but such was his nature and he enjoyed every bit of it. No matter the consequences. Some girls liked that factor but Shamira was certainly not. Mitsuki however seemed to enjoy it some of the times. If only she had Mitsuki's sense of humor.. Heyen thought as he opened his hands in the random numbers then gestured it to Ski, Mitsuki, Shamira and Nate each individually with a certain number. The chef's in the back flipped him off. "Practice makes perfect and Misora is a quick learner - I'm sure she'll hone her skills in no time at all. I wonder how she'll use her powers, though..so many possibilities, you know?" It always pegged questions, but Nate never found answers. perhaps Misora will find her own as she grows. Once Mitsuki mentioned about her injury Nate exclaimed, "Hey, that's great!.." Then he frowned a little, He knew Mitsuki so he had to ask. And asking only reminded him of Ian. "..So, I assume you're going to register for the upcoming tournament?" He hadn't checked if her name was on the list. At the moment he hadn't been thinking. Perhaps he should have..
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Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2010 10:30 am
~ Ski ~
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Sitting there, Ski twirled the clear liquid around in the cup. Watching it passively as she listened in on the conversations going on around her. Heyen flirting and questioning Shamira on her potions and that. Nate still speaking with Mitsuki about Misora's studies and that.
From the corner of her eye, Ski caught Heyen counting something off his fingers and pointing to each one of them. The half-demon included and gesturing to the cook in the back, who flipped the Incubus off. Smirking the thief could hear the angry grumbles from where she sat.
Her attention was drawn back to Nate and Mitsuki and the human let out an exclaimed 'great'. However, as Nate spoke up again there was a sense of unease and worry in his voice as he asked the elf girl about joining the tournament.
"He's worried..." she thought turning her head to stare at Nate's back. "...are they together? Or does he just like her..."
Catching herself Ski shook her head and turned back to face forward. Taking a large swig from her class of vodka. Why did she care anyway? Why did she even bother thinking about it? Heck why was she even here now that she thought about it. There was nothing here for her...glancing down the bar, Ski could see everyone else was involved in conversation. If she got up and left no one would notice. This wasn't her sort of thing; socializing, having a simple talk with friends...something she hadn't had in a long time. Why was she here? Why was she here caring about what Nate thought of some other girl that the thief barely knew.
Sitting there, thinking about it now, Ski found that she didn't care. She hadn't before so she wasn't going to now. Never had she craved this sort of thing so she was just going to leave it be now. They were all free to do as they wished without her ever being there.
With that, Ski too the rest of her drink in one go. Getting up from her seat, if she made any noise it was droned out by the noise of the tavern. Fumbling in her pocket, she pulled out the bag of coins she had acquired. Not exactly sure what the amount was to pay for the drink, she just pulled out a decent amount and left it there on the bar.
With that, stuffing her hands in her coat pockets and making sure her hood was firmly up, Ski was heading to the door in a leisurely fashion.
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Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2010 1:33 pm
ᎦɦɑოᎥɾɑ
▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂ ❖ ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂Shamira was infuriated when Heyen mentioned her brewing a potion incorrectly. It didn't matter if it was true or not, but just to mention it, or even ask! And on such a perverted subject! Shamira's eyes were narrowed at Heyen and an aura of darkness surrounded her and spread throughout the tavern for whomever could feel such things to know that she was pissed. She let out a long, angry sigh, her eyes closed, then when she opened them they were alive with bitter energy as she glared at Heyen intensely, looking him in the eye. "Heyen, I am a master potions maker. I rarely, if ever make a mistake. I have never brewed that accidentally, and I've only done it on high paying requests." "And in the depression following leaving my home for the first time..." she added in thought. Calming down she took a deep breath. "Besides, the potion for true ecstasy is very complicated, making it on accident is near impossible." Mitsuki laughed when she heard Heyen's question. She managed to keep from laughing while Shamira made her speech, and then turned back to Nate. She nodded at what he said about Misora, and smiled when he said great, congratulating her on her healed side. She noticed his change in expression soon after though, and then asked if she'd be participating. She frowned a bit, and nodded. "Yes, I need the money..." she said, then lowered her voice and moved closer to Nate's ear, "The same Drow who attacked me also attacked my home. Luckily Misora and I weren't there, but I need to replace some things." she patted him on the cheek and drew back. "But don't worry about me. I know how to fight." she said with a wink.
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Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2010 10:33 pm
Shamira's way of response didn't affect the Incubus at all. Through eyes and aura Heyen stared, leaned forward and probbed his elbows against the counter challenging Shamira in a most likely unwanted staring contest. Her power is frightening.. Heyen thought as he let his eyes wander around the tavern. A couple of the people were staring at Shamira because of the abnormality. Once she finished he pulled away from her and stretched the collar of his shirt. "Wow, Shamira~ That was so hot! You sure you don't have the hots for me. Give me five minutes." He gestured with five fingers. "I'm sure we can have a hell of a night; you'll be asking for a time extension even." Nate's attention shifted to Heyen as he demonstrated his Incubus nature - something which he would never understand. And how calm he could be despite Shamira's murderous intent. He glanced to Mitsuki when she whispered to him, and his eyes grew wide in surprise. "He what?!" He yelled, unable to contain his surprise and anger. The pat to the cheek quickly made the made flush from embarrassment of his own actions. Looking around he noticed that some people had taking a quick look at him. "So it'll be you, Ski, and Shamira..aside from..two other who have already registered. I wonder if Dark will be joining.." He murmured sheepishly. Probably not. There'll be no reason for him to join..With a sigh he drank the rest of his lemonade in time for the group's course. The chef's, who looked seeming tired, were disturbed even more from the remnants of Shamira's power. But as they were told they brought each person a plate of food...which Nate now realirzed there was one more of. Turning on his chair he looked over at the end of the tavern as he saw Ski making a departure. She was much like a female Dark, but he was going to ask anyways. "You sure you don't want to stay, Ski?"
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