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The gray furred light brown haired folf walked in and looked around. "This is a nice place..." He sat down at a table and stretched out, opening his cellphone and checking the upload status on one of his videos.

A sapphire blue dragonoid walked in through the door and his eyes quickly scanned the area. He darted back to and took a seat in a corner. He let out a sigh, sparking lightly with electricity, as he tried to relax. 'I'm was here to make friends, not to rip some ones head off,' he had to continue to repeat in his mind. He was never to good with this task. He stay in this back seat as he mentally prepared himself for this task. He closed his eyes and turned his elongated head face down, letting his two straight back horns reach towards the sky. His speared tail lay calm, and his powerful wings hugged tight to his back. He wore no shirt, so his scaled chest with the one bare spot was purely visible. His clawed hand rested, right over left, on the table. His feet, each of the four toes baring larger claws then his hands, rested below his tattered jeans. He slowly looked back up to scan the area and decide who to try to make friends with first.

Kyomiko, a furry mixture between a cat, a rabbit, and a pig, strolls into the cafe, looking around with great curiosity. She skips into the building, settling into a seat and curling up. She licks her paw and begins to groom her perky kitty ears, then meows and sniffs the air. She intends to nap here, where it is nice and warm and smells good. She smells sweets; she loves sweets. Her stomach growls, and her ears droop. A few doughnuts before my nap sounds like a good idea right now, she thinks. She sits upright in the chair and looks around, wondering where the waiter/waitress could be. Her pig tail twitches with excitement at the idea of getting some sweets. She meows again and continues with her grooming.

Remic watched slowly, tying to figure each one out. He saw one animal walk in and take the back seat opposite of his own. 'Nervous? Also looking to make friends?' his mind wandered. He took several minutes to make his choice and try and risk it. He got up and walked over slowly to the other table. "This seat taken?" he asked softly indicating the seat across from her. small bolts of electricity jolted from his mouth as he spoke, giving his voice a rather sharp edge to it. ((if that makes any sense))

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ある日ね、「片っぽの羽」ない鳥がいてね、
でね、でね、「ワッ！」っつっても逃げないの。
そんでね、「羽ばたく」かわりに鳴いたんだよ。
それもね、「みにくい」じゃがれた声で。

Ninjin was shy as he entered the cafe, wringing his long tail in his hands nervously. He smiled sweetly at the people he passed with a light blush on his cheeks. He approached the bar and sat at a stool, adjusting his jacket and long ears to prepare for the warmth of the building. He squeeked, "Um... Hello?" still wringing his tail in his hands.

Oh, here comes somebody just walking down the street!.. not a furry, granted, but he looks nice enou-is that a pistol on his hip? Lord. Turning to acknowledge the charming little shoppè, he pauses for a good thirty seconds while looking up and down the narrow street as if he can't decide whether or not to give the establishment his patronage. A bike whizzes by, causing him to jump and steadily make his way past the tables on the patio and head inside.

Stepping over the threshold, the man takes off his helmet and pulls the surgical cup off his mouth to look around, the air conditioning easily breezing through dark, buzz-cut hair. For someone in uniform(?), he certainly looks fresh-faced. After a moment of looking around, he shuffles hesitently towards a booth while avoiding eye contact with people and plops into the seat, setting his medkit beside him on the bench to avoid breaking it. He didn't seem to be in a rush if he were purchasing anything, as he left the waiters to their own devices without calling their attention.