Re: Having a big Breakfast (open)

[Madeline Cauthon]

Madeline giggled at Tobias proving his drink was in fact orange juice, and the fact that De'Ryanna was stealing one of his biscuits. "Yes De'Ryanna you need to eat too."

Standing on a crate behind the bar, she could see everyone was enjoying there meal and having a good time. She was about to step down and start cleaning when she noticed her father had arrived.

She was glad to see him, he looked well, but then it dawned on her that him and Connor were in the same room. She didn't think her dad knew about Connor, but she knew Connor knew about Gawain. Everything was so peaceful this morning and she wanted it to stay that way. Not that she thought anything bad would happen, but now was not the place or the time to hash out personal issues. With that in mind, Madeline hopped down and made her dad a glass of ice cold sprite. Putting a smile on her face, she walked over to his table. Along the way making sure Connor was preoccupied.

She gave her father a warm smile as she reached his table. Placing the drink in front of him on the table, she wrapped her little arms around his neck. "Good morning Dad. When did you get back?" She hoped by saying Dad, it would be enough of a clue to tell him she had her memory back.

After letting go, she walked to the big window beside Gawain's table and flung open the curtains. Hopefully anyone who was allergic to sun light would move so they wouldn't dust or sparkle.

[Connor]

Unlike many of the milk-toast men in this realm, he was not the type to duck or dodge or otherwise cheat his way out of a hit. In fact, he saw it coming and sat stock-still. He noted that she had a good arm on her, and couldn't help but smile. In fact, he actually chuckled, nodding in appreciation. "Nice hit. Be aware, though, smack me around some more, I might get the idea you like me." He was a fan of rough-and-tumble antics, yes indeed. His curiosity and interest was only piqued by her actions.

A quick glance in Malice's direction, and a smile was sent her way before his eyes were back to J.J. "Oh, absolutely. Of course, you just got upgraded from cute to chaseable. Ah, that is, in my reckoning, a good thing. Just a little FYI there." Yes, he was flirting his ass off, and he didn't mind her knowing. He left beating around the bush and being evasive to the humans, after all.

[De'Ryanna Aybara]

She was going to miss someone's order, she knew she was because she was laughing at what she heard Tobias say. He was teasing her and she knew it but here was not the place for her to get him back and the time was not know. But Tobias could bet on anything he wanted that when the day came that their no-touch agreement ended (not mentioning the small touches here and there) he would most certainly get it, and get it good.

Once back in the kitchen she looked over at Armandeus to see if he was doing okay with the biscuits before she grabbed another bowl and then two more. From out in the main section she heard madeline say 'Dad' and that could only mean that could only mean that their Father had arrived. That is, unless Madeline had given that name to another male.

She did need to eat though and her growling stomach reminded her of that very fact as she spooned the bowls full of chili. Later, she told herself, she'll eat later once everyone else was fed. Certainly couldn't serve if you were busy pushing food into your own face. The late night hunting and it's activities, the cleaning and preparing of the food, serving, the amount of people and the bantering activities all complied on to her current lack of food was starting to pull on her - borrowed energy or not. De'Ryanna simply was not use to exerting this much energy over an extended time. All together she's been up for twenty-four hours at this point.

Closing her eyes she drew in a deep breath, held it a moment before letting it out and lifting up the tray with the food. Back out to the main area.

Now she needed to focus, so she didn't say much this time around. "Enjoy." was said to Aiden as she placed the chili down in front of him and a fork. Then she slipped a bowl to Connor, being sure to not get in the way of his flirting with the female, and then she took the last bowl to Gawain.

"Food for you, Father." Placing the bowl in front of him and even giving him a bit of a smile to repress the yawn that poked at her. "Don't forget the windows please Madeline."

Now, unless anyone needed anything else from her, De'Ryanna had plans to hole up in the kitchen and eat.

[Armandeus]

Placing the storage container upon the counter Armandeus pulled the dough from within and set to work on kneading the dough for the biscuits. It was easy work and in no time he had twenty-four neatly rolled balls placed upon a baking sheet. Pan in hand, he headed over to the oven, placed the pan inside, and turned it on high. Now there was nothing to do but wait.

Crossing the kitchen again the elf grabbed a glass from the rack as he passed and headed to the refrigerator. Opening the door he grabbed the milk pitcher and poured himself a glass before moving back across the kitchen to the oven. Leaning back against the counter there Armandeus looked towards the door leading out to the bar. It amazed him at the multitude of voices he could hear coming from the other side of the door. He had been joking when he'd told Ryan she should cook breakfast more often, but if the results would be the same as they were now perhaps it would be beneficial after all. It was something to think about.

The smell of freshly baked biscuits was starting to fill the air and Armandeus pushed off from the counter to check the oven. Grabbing an ovenmit off the counter he pulled out the pan and set it up on the counter.

[Jade Stone]

Lo and behold, when the curtain opened Jade didn't notice. Or dust, or sparkle - unless you counted that glittering teen queen smile she was sending Kendrick's way. Come hither, said Jade's sparkling fangless smile. She knew it was daytime, she didn't need sun beams dancing around the bar to tell her that. Even though the evolution made it so vampires of her line didn't burn to a crispy cracker when they were in sunlight, that didn't mean she didn't feel the internal burn whenever she was up during daylight hours. The itch you can't scratch reminder that the sun just wasn't for the likes of her anymore. Usually she agreed.

But that didn't mean she didn't flip the sun the bird sometimes and enjoy it anyway. In fact, that's totally what she was now fixing to do now. What better way to take the 'scarlet V' off of her non-served self than to waltz out merrily into the sunlight with a buttload of cookies and a boy? Seriously, a girl can't get any more run-of-the-mill human than a move like that.

So she was moving. "Excuse me." There were two people on the job, and Jade's green-eyed gaze flicked between both of them. One had served the drinks, the other breakfast, and she didn't know who's job desert was - especially when it wasn't regular desert hours. "I was wondering if I could get a plate of cookies? Whatever kind." Her pajamas didn't discriminate when it came to what kind of cookies belonged to the dark side. But maybe Kendrick did, so she glanced at him and asked, "Whatever kind ok? To go." That request added to the bar staff.

For the first time since her mortification about being served Jade picked up her glass of wine, and she took a nice big gulp. Classy, right? So was the satisfied sigh…or was it a letting out nervousness sigh? Whichever it was, she tilted her head coyly at Kendrick with a light pop of her lips. "Which means we're going, I guess. When you're done eating." Added hastily as she I-spied his bowl of chili. Without food in front of her, she'd forgotten this was meal-time for most people here. For Jade traditional food in general was a non-thought.

Slipping back into her stool, the blonde decided it couldn't hurt to map out their cookie travels while he finished his nosh. "So…where does a guy who's willing to join the dark side for cookies want to go during broad daylight?"

[Gawain]

"Good morning Dad. When did you get back?"

He didn't think much on Madeline's offhand comment until he saw the look in her eyes. He was about to send her a comment of his own, but she was gone. Seemed his older daughter had Madeline hopping. Good, he had hoped they would get along eventually. Of course, he had not worried overmuch on this, since they would feel the familial pull eventually anyway. He lifted his hand in greeting to Madeline, then leaned back, getting himself comfortable once more.

"Food for you, Father."

He looked from the bowl to the person serving it, then smiled. "Nice to see you as well, De'Ryanna. We should talk soon." He had an edge in his voice, but he smiled just the same. It wasn't a demand, and she would know the difference. After all, she knew him well enough to know when he was marking something as urgent as opposed to demanding something. Frankly, there was no need in saying much more...she was a smart young woman and really, anyone popping up to 'champion her cause', so to speak, would get a helping of disdain and withering stares from both father and daughter. As the saying goes, she didn't need no steenking help.

After a few moments, though some would say it happened in a the blink of an eye, his bowl was empty. Huh, imagine that. "Maddie!" Hell, he didn't know where dirty dishes went here, he had been eating at home...or around home, as the case may be...for at least two months now. He had, of course surveyed the room, and had seen an arrogant youth sitting with Malice, some guy, and some girl. Something about the guy's looks threw him. It was almost as if he should know the guy. Of course, his scent rang out to Gawain like a clove of garlic in a matzo-ball soup. He would continue to act aloof, though. No need to allow him to know he was on to him just yet.

[Kendrick]

If she thought her actions were not paid attention to she was wrong. He knew that his Joy was a feisty one. He also knew that her sister was there. Which meant that if she needed back up her sister would handle it. Unless he missed his guess. It gave him a perverse pleasure to know that she was not happy with him and his dark side cookie girl.

By the looks of all things his attention never wavered from the blonde. Had he gotten a name? Did he need a name? He was not one that followed the customary ways of getting to know someone. That was not going to change. If he wished for a name he would simply make up one on his own unless his prey protested then he would have the correct name.

While Jade went about ordering the cookies he began to eat the chili. He was not wolfing it down he ate at a slower pace but he was making a dent. His head snapped up as he finished chewing the mouthful he had. “Any flavor works.” Head would nod just in a slight action. He was not so much about the cookies as he was the blonde. The cookies were a bonus a ice breaker if you will.

Chuckle would erupt from him. “I guess we are going. I will have this gone before the cookies come.” It was a promise the chili and the buttered roll that he had snatched. He was working on the eating after the words. Mouth closed with every bite. He was not one of those men that showed off their food to everyone in the area.

Smirk came across as he lifted his head up to look at the cute blonde. “Well, my dear dark side, if your going to lead me to temptation, shouldn’t you know where we are going. I am but your willing slave.” Something about the way the man said it should of sent warning bells. Thankfully for him the only person that would have been able to send a shout of caution to the blonde was busy with other matters.

[Madeline Cauthon]

Madeline was in the process of opening the rest of the curtains in the room when she heard her dad call her name. She turned to look to see what he wanted. When she did, she noticed he was staring at Connor. Bloody hell she thought. Knowing he'd most likely have the same reaction when she first saw him in the stables. He would think he was seeing Uncle Garreth or Uncle Gareth's ghost..

Madeline rolled her eyes. She also knew that her father had also probably picked up on Connor's lycan scent. She knew this of course of his slip in the stable in the stables to Malice. She hoped that was it anyway, and not her sister's scent on Connor.

Banking on the fact that Connor most likely had that damnable wolf hearing, she thought it best to communicate to her father mentally. ~Dad don't freak out or anything, but that man you're staring at is Uncle Gareth's son. I met him the other day in the stables. Please don't say anything to him, or do anything... rash. He works here at the inn, in the stables I'll introduce you to him when it's not so crowded in here. Now is there something you needed?~

[Om Kennedy Yajna]

That's what he was going for with all the braid pulling. Pull braids long enough and the build up is worth the pay off with Ryanna. It'd make for a fun night come the day.

It didn't take him long to finish his food. He had a huge appetite and the workout before he came up here only made it bigger. Plus what he was absorbing. Took a lot to maintain absorption and absorbing the metal he currently had on the inside of each of his gloves was not a cake walk. The chili he finished first. Using the last biscuit to wipe the bowl clean. Then he washed it all down with the rest of his OJ.

"Thanks Madeline." She'd served him so she deserved the thanks same as Ryanna. Out of his stool back he went to the kitchen. Leaving a tip on the bar. Back home leaving a tip was just what you did. Instead of heading upstairs for a shower he went to the kitchen door. Pushing it open he leaned against it to keep it that way. It wasn't exactly a hint that he'd been given about wanting him to help clean up.

"Armandeus, gonna put me to work again?" With how long it took to do dishes for the guy last time he believed he'd been given every dish in the place to wash. Clean or dirty. He nodded in the direction of De'Ryanna hiding out back here. Eating with any luck. "She'd sure like to put me to work but we're not gonna let her, right? Girl's gotta eat."

[J.J. Kinkaid]

You did not grow up a Kinkaid and not have a good right hook. Among other moves, that were not currently out for show, at the moment. Finely arched brow was lifted at his words. That was something that would get her attention. The thing she missed most about Georges was the chamber, it was a nice room, that he had let her decorate. That would be a loose way of saying it. Even with leaving the man without a word, she knew if she showed up, he would act put out, but she could get herself back into that room. Thoughts flickered over her features, briefly before lips parted, to let out that voice once more. “And if I don’t want you to get that idea?” It was only fair to ask seeing he spoke of how to give him such an idea, on how to give him the opposite idea. A feeling that if she merely ignored him, besides not serving her purpose, it wouldn’t give him the idea.

Her voice, which had sounded rather interested a moment ago, came out dryly. “And one would wish to be considered chaseable by you?” She would toss his words back at him. She even started to stand up, leaning backwards in the chair that was flipped with the back facing the table. It would be the conversation from the two at the bar that had that desirable behind sitting back down into the chair. A slow, lazy smile coming in to play. “What, does one have to do to get spankings?” Would she of said the same, if Malice was still seated at the table, you bet she would. Malice knew much about her little sister. J.J. Did not look when Malice had left the table, nor had she looked yet, she knew only one thing would of gotten her sister to move. Nor was she a voyeur in that aspect, she had enough on her plate, dealing with jealousy and Connor. She was human, hopefully he would not be saying she was beating around the bush, so to speak. She was a fan of frank speaking. To bad many men, no matter what creation they were of, were often intimidated by little ole her.

Oh, she heard Kendrick say he was leaving with the blonde. That did not make her happy at all. It was what had caused her to sit back down. Like he needed someone to talk him into the dark side, he was the dark side. Sometimes a girl would be in a reckless mood when they were upset. Sometimes a girl was just reckless in any mood, if they had the right partner to be reckless with. She would await to see what Connor said, before deciding if she needed to move on, to find said partner.

[Connor]

He noticed that Malice had seen someone and left....a smile formed, since he figured she had been waiting for the one she rushed off to join. His attention went straight back to JJ. "If you don't want me to get that idea, just act like the milksop courtly women that faint at the drop of a hat. Trust me, you wanna get rid of me? That'll do it quick." He grinned at that, treating her to a mouthwash commercial-caliber smile.

He looked down to his bowl, then to her. "Burned a lot of energy in the stable earlier....need protein. And yes, chaseable is a good thing, as I said." He had almost gotten to his mouth with a spoonful of chili when she asked about spankings. He was, as it turned out, glad that he had not completed that movement, because he would probably be choking right now. "I, well....some people say you have to be naughty. Me? I say it's all in how ya ask." He winked then, and took that bite of chili. Did it taste better? You bet your ass it did.

[De'Ryanna Aybara]

De'Ryanna had heard her father say that they should talk soon, there was no problem there and there wouldn't be as long as the 'soon' was not 'now'. She heard the request as she was walking away and had given him a nod that was quickly followed by a "Later, please," because she was hungry.

When Tobias had reached the back he would see that she was indeed eating. The rest of the morning's chili was gone - she saved a plate for Armandeus and put it up - and she was having the last of it. Sitting at the island counter with her elbow propped up and hand holding a biscuit that was nearly gone she gave Tobias a smile and a nod. No words because she was chewing. He knew where the cleaning supplies were, same place as last time. She was actually rather pleased that he had come to work as it would give her something to enjoy with her meal.

"Put your back into it Tobias," She was trying to hide a smirk behind her hand that was currently drifting in front of her mouth but the delight was there in her eyes. Ryanna could be teasing him. "I want to be pleased." And why not? Even though she was tired the full of the days had been very well. The hunt and its aftermath, followed by the clean-up and a successful breakfast.

Why should her pleasure stop now? She still needed to get proper rest, and she would, as soon as breakfast was over.

[Jade Stone]

When it came to guys, Jade was a totally crappy judge of character. Until a guy said or did something to clue her into what he was made of, her scale of measurement for men usually went something like this: Totally Hot, Really Hot, Potentially Hot, Needs Improvement Hot, Not Really Hot, Will Never Be Hot, and Ew Get Away From Me You Smell Funky. So JJ's useful knowledge that this guy had something to do with the dark side? Wooosh, any clues she could've seen while interacting with Kendrick went right over her cute blonde head.

Because to Jade, he was just Totally Hot.

And he just called her My Dear Dark Side. God how that reminded her of someone. Someone she always wanted to to kiss and kill every time she saw him. The past few times they'd been in each other's company, neither had happened. Because of her. And it'd probably keep that way unless Jade did something drastic.

But in the meantime, My Dear Dark Side. She liked that. She liked it a lot. She liked it so much that she was leaning forward on the counter towards him, flashing him a winning smile as she coo-cooed with maximum cheerleader cuteness. "Well then willing slave, I'm going to take you somewhere where nobody'll mind me eating in my pajamas." Willing Slave might think she meant eating cookies in her pjs, but as Jade's tongue rubbed over one of her currently dull eyeteeth behind closed lips that was not the kind of eating she was thinking about. She was changing her mind about keeping her non-humanity a secret with this guy after all.

Mostly because she was hungry. She could only stand in a crowded bar of heartbeats that smelled like blood for so long….even if it only smelled like cooked animal blood. Besides, she'd checked out Willing Slave's neck before. And she'd liked what she saw.

There was just one problem. She'd tried to order cookies, and no one had helped her. One of the servers had gone into the kitchen, and the other…? Yeah, now Jade noticed the open curtains and the happy happy joy joy sunlight streaming in to light up the bar's life. She couldn't help herself - she had to look around the bar and see who else didn't have food. To see if any of them were bothered by it. Or better yet flaming mad about it, with flaming being the literal sense. As for Jade? She was more lion with a thorn in the paw annoyed, enough so that she was thinking twice about being the one to call over and deal with the kid server. While Jade hadn't learned much over the past ten years when it came to herself, at least she'd learned that when she was annoyed she could be a totally catty bitch.

So she passed the buck. "Willing Slave. Do the damsel's bidding and order us up some cookies. I must have an 'Ignore Me' sign on my back." See? She was getting catty already. Before her big mouth meowed anything else, Jade busied it by finishing her red wine.

[Gawain]

~Dad don't freak out or anything, but that man you're staring at is Uncle Gareth's son. I met him the other day in the stables. Please don't say anything to him, or do anything... rash. He works here at the inn, in the stables I'll introduce you to him when it's not so crowded in here. Now is there something you needed?~

Imagine that. Not only had his daughter regained her memory, as evidenced by the way she 'spoke' and the look she gave him, but Gareth's offspring had found his way back into their lives. Destiny was, indeed, a heartless bitch. Now he would have to tell the kid the entire story, and quite possibly trouble, perhaps even hurt, the boy. Boy. He's a grown man now, probably full of ideals and righteous anger. Ah well, he isn't the first to have lost a parent or two. Gawain nodded once to Madeline, and inspected the bowl for any scraps left clinging to the inside. He had not really noticed how hungry he had been until the food was set before him. As it turns out, Airtia had been spoiling him with regular meals, so since he had left before first light, he had missed breakfast.

After a long, pensive pause, Gawain rose, looking over to Madeline with a stern gaze. ~Say nothing of this, Madeline. I will deal with this kid myself. He's probably hopped up on revenge or something...nevertheless, stay out of it. He won't attack here and now. If he does, I'll just have to go back to doing my specialty.~ She would know what that was, considering she had seen him dole out large portions of the aforementioned specialty on numerous occasions. Still, he would approach this calmly and rationally. He was entirely capable of such, much to the surprise of his detractors.

He had noted that the boy was engaged in conversation with a young woman. While he was loathe to break that conversation up, the need outweighed the potential for rudeness.Besides, it had been at least a month or more since he had ceased caring about whether he was rude or no. Let the humans worry over such trivialities. Long strides carried him to the table that this young man occupied, and with a nod to the young woman, he spoke. "Hello, young man. It pleases me to see you again after so long. You have the look of your father about you. It serves you well." His hands freed themselves of the pockets they had sought out as he walked, and he waited.

[Madeline Cauthon]

Madeline had finished the rest of the windows and the fireplace when she heard her father's response. Yes she knew all too well what her father was capable of. That didn't make her feel anymore at ease, but her father knew what she was doing, and even if Gawain didn't have any manners, hopefully Connor did.

Madeline wiped her brow, for some reason she was sweating and usually morning chores didn't make her sweat so. Shaking it off, she heard the pretty blonde say something about cookies. "Sorry ma'am, I'll be right back with your cookies."

Madeline made her way back into the kitchen, sweat poring off her forehead. Madeline headed straight for the cookie jar and put half a dozen in a small paper bag. Before she headed back out, she walked over to where De'Rayanna was sitting. For all her sweating, Madeline was now feeling cold. Which was is considering of all the cooking going on in the kitchen. "I'm all done with the windows and the fireplace. I don't know if I'm coming down with some sort of cold or what, but I'm going to take these to the girl that ordered them, then go lie down for a bit. I'll be back in a little while to help finish cleaning up."

Madeline walked back out to the bar to where the pretty blonde was chatting it up. She placed the cookies on the bar. "Sorry Miss, here are your cookies. Have a nice day."

Now that that was taken of, she was free to leave. Madeline was halfway around the bar when she heard her dad approach Connor. She almost felt like she needed to give Connor a little bit of a heads up. After all it wasn't fair that she told Gawain who Connor was and not do the same for Connor. So Madeline made it a point to walk around the front of Conor's table. She gave him a friendly wave. "See ya around Connor." Then shooting her dad a please be nice look. "Talk to you later Dad." ~And don't go off half cocked either. He was very kind when he told me about Uncle Gareth. In fact if it wasn't for him, I might not of remembered.~


Wiping her pale brow again, she left the bar and headed up to her room to lay down.

[Aiden]

Aiden wasn't flaming mad but boy he was going to be if he didn't get his butt out of here really darn fast. What in the bleeding hell was wrong with this place? He hadn't done anything . . . in recent memory at least that warranted this kinda behavior!

First the whole place stank to the depths of hell of blood then he came down here and skipped over because of what he just happened to be and now they were opening the damned curtains to let the sun in! Did they think he had a death wish going or were they simply trying to kill him? Aiden was a half breed, yes, but unfortunately that hadn't served to save his hide from the burning powers of the sunlight. Now that was a hot button issue right there for more than obvious reasons. He was supposed to be a freaking clone and so why the hell hadn't he inherited skin that could reflect the freaking sun? Someone explain the logic of that one.

Back to the situation at hand. Aiden was danged glad he'd had enough sense in his head to grab his black cloak before heading down here and now as the sunlight streamed into the place he hunched deeper into it. The cloak didn't fully protect against the sun but it was good enough for short periods and Aiden had no such intentions of staying any longer than necessary. Case in point, the bowl of food that had just been sat in front of him. Aiden didn't say a word of thanks, like he would have any way, but instead he picked up the utensil set with it and began shoveling the stuff down with superhuman speed. And nearly gagged on the spoon in the process.

It was a rare occasion when Aiden consumed anything considered mortal food beyond the occasional glass of rum and it was suddenly coming back in force as to why he didn't. The stuff was absolutely bland. The half vampire couldn't find a taste at all and shoveling large quantities of food that tasted like nothingness down your throat was nauseating as hell. This was where Aiden's oversized ego usually got him in trouble. He'd set out to prove a point and here he was doing it only to have it backfire on him. Damn but he was going to regret this later, he could already tell. Did that stop him? Pfft, no! His big mouth had committed him to this and he was seeing it through.

Several more shoveled bites later he was ready to kick his own butt for this stunt but the bowl was finally freaking empty. Pushing it back across the bar he called loud enough to probably be heard in the kitchen. "I'm done! Want to come lick the bowl, I hear your kind likes that kinda thing . . ." And Aiden was getting the hell outta there then. He appreciated a good fight but not when the sun was ready to turn him into a ash tree and he had a stomach unnaturally full of food. When Aiden went into a fight it was to win. So ignoring whatever was going on at the bar the half-vampire wrapped that cloak around him like a second skin and headed towards the gym. Ah the basement! It was the next best place to his room to spend the remainder of the day until the blasted sun went down.

[Connor]

Connor's head snapped around to confront the man, but the vampire just had to open his trap. "Excuse me, leech? I hear your kind likes sucking blood, too. Wonder what else you suck, pal?" He looked to JJ as if to apologize, then back to Gawain.

"Yeah, Cauthon, I do have my father's looks. Thanks to you, the only way I have of knowing that is from photographs. We need to talk, old man. Not here, not now. Outside, away, and after dark. Unless you've gone soft in your old age." The leech had pissed him off, talking to a fellow Lycan in that manner, just like they did for generations. Elitist bastards, all. They thought they were better? Sure. At least werewolves didn't piss their pants when a curtain was opened on a sunny day. The uppity act came off rather odd from a bunch of necrophiles.

[Kendrick]

Aware. He was aware of many things in the bar. Being aware did not mean one cared. It was the smart way to be. He sensed the hostilities that came off of some of the occupants not just from his Joy. One would have to be obtuse not to notice such. Did it bother him to hear Joy and the man flirt. No. He knew how she adored toys. He could not fault her there.

Attention to all that happened to glance in his direction was fully upon his dear dark side. Now he could of let that go. He wasn’t saying a thing about the willing slave. A lazy grin forming slowly. “Are you going to get crumbs in the bed?” The words came out with a slight slowness to them. Not because he was slow but every word he said he watched her reaction. He liked watching others to see how they took things in. If they actually listened and comprehended or just acted. He was one guy that her non humanity would not scare off.

Standing he would from the chair. The food that had been placed before him had all been consumed. Quickly. His gaze cast a glance along her back his head began to shake. “I don’t see…..” His words were interrupted by the cookies arriving. He would grin at Pip Squeak. “Thanks Pip Squeak.” She might of given the cookies and spoke to Jade but he was answering. They were for his benefit as well were they not? As he was standing he would move to the side of Jade. “Ready to go eat some cookies.” A smirk slipping over his features. “I would say we need to stop by my room for my pajama’s but I don’t have any.” He just did not want her to be uncomfortable being the only one in pajama’s.

[J.J. Kinkaid]

Her nose wrinkled. Such a cute little nose it was, especially when it wrinkled in that way it was doing right then. A small shake of her head, very small almost unseen. “I do not think it is worth acting like that.” She would not act in a way she thought beneath herself. And acting like a nitwit was that. She did not huff, but she took in his words, if she wished to be rid of him, she would have to figure out a different means.

“Physical exhaustion does that to a body.” At least it did to her own. She would continue eating her bowl of chili. She was not a fast eater, but she wasn’t slow either. After her comment she had slipped in a spoon of chili. Once she was done chewing she would lift her head, looking straight at Connor, a pretty little bat of lashes. “Will you spank me?” He said ask it, she would of said she had been naughty or wanted to be naughty but he said naughty did not do it, so she went straight forward with asking.

She might of just sat there when the other man showed up. She had not even noticed the man that Connor was speaking to had said anything, she had a gift. She was good at ignoring people. Except for Kendrick and his blonde female friend. Those two she had trouble ignoring. He was making a general comment about vampires. A quick glance around, silver gaze landing in one place in particular. She knew what her sister was, and even though he had made the comment with a look to apologize, she took offense.

Standing, she glanced between the two men. “I will leave you two to your reunion.” She would look else where for a diversion. Somewhere that her family was not disrespected. The bond between sisters was not something that was taken lightly. Back was turned and steps were taken to carry her forward.

[The Sadist]

The commotion around her did not go unnoticed, she watched as one male made haste while Connor said some pretty nasty things to him. Malice wasn't one to take offense but she knew her sister would. She whispered something to Doug before removing herself from his lap. Mercury orbs veiled by sooty lashes narrowed in the direction of Kendrick before traveling on to her sister. Such games, but hey most men were experts at that. Languid strides would have her back where she had originally come from just in time to meet J as she stood to walk away.

"Don't let it bother you, J." Of course it would be Kendrick but anywho she would send Connor a look, not one of anger but one perhaps tainted with a bit of "you brought it on yourself" before a smile and nod was given to Gawain. She had seen him come into the bakery but at the precise moment she was busy. She would let J lead the way, for it would seem that these days where you found one Kinkaid sister the other wasn't far behind. Granted, Malice was now a married woman but blood runs deep and loyal between the pair of females. Of course Malice had another agenda on her mind. Yes, she was going to get to the bottom of the entire Kendrick fiasco.

Should the pair exit she would toss Doug her room key with an understanding for him to meet her there. Malice wanted to spend time with him of course, but she also wanted to lend her support to J. Heck, maybe they could torment the woman that was trespassing on what J definitely considered hers. Slight chuckle as she waited to see which direction they would be going before making any final decisions.

[Armandeus]

After finishing with the biscuits Armandeus had taken up his plate of chili and headed across the kitchen to his favorite spot, the small counter beside the back door. Hopping up on the counter the elf leaned comfortably back against the wall and dug into his breakfast. 

He had been in the middle of a bite when Tobias pushed the door open and gave the man a simple nod of the head in greeting. It was perhaps a good thing that his mouth was full at the moment for it served to hide the grin that would have formed at the question of whether or not he was going to put Tobias to work. The guy was an excellent dishwasher as Ar had learned from the experience, and he did not wash every dish within the inn. There had to have been a few missing here and there, off in a patron's room. 

At any rate the elf didn't get a chance to answer before De'Ryanna had beat him to it. Swallowing, his purple eyes flickered from her face back to Tobias and he couldn't hide the grin then. "I believe she is rather determined to put you to work." Looking off, his eyes traveled across the mess of the kitchen.  "I will help once I'm finished."

[Om Kennedy Yajna]

"Put my -back- into it? Whatdya want me to do, bench press the fridge?" He tossed a smirk at De'Ryanna. Last time he checked, doing dishes didn't come with a whole lot of back bending. He didn't say any more than that to her because he seriously did want to make sure she got a chance to eat.

Speaking of. "No, I got it. No rush to get back on the clock." Growing up there was always someone hired to cook and clean up after everything but that hadn't been the case at the ashram. There was the crew that did the harvesting and bought what else was needed from the market. There was the crew that did the cooking. And there was the crew that did the cleaning. There no one did everything, it wasn't considered right and Toby agreed. Armandeus should relax. Both of them should.

First stop was the sink. Clearing out the dishes that were in it he plugged it with the stopper and then ran the water. Adding some soap. Then he started loading the sink up. Utensils first. Whatever the patrons had used and whatever they'd used back here to prep the food. Made for one full sink.

He was elbow deep in water when he heard someone yelling back to Ryanna about licking his bowl. Glancing over his shoulder at her with a grin. "That guy's seen you eat before, huh sister?" Yeap. Another braid pull. She could chalk it up as karmic return for telling him to put his back into it.

[Jade Stone]

Her cattiness won cookies. That was exactly the problem when it came to Jade's temperamental 'meowing'. It always worked. And when she got what she wanted speed-of-light fast whenever she rubbed her ire in people's way, well it make it a hard habit to break. She was a little to used to being indulged.

"Thanks." It was all she said about the cookies. She'd already given the little girl her room number so she assumed the cookies would go on that tab, too. Which was just great by her. It was a tab she wasn't paying for. The Three were. The more she made them pay for the better her revenge on them for making her stay out here with nothing but boredom to keep her company.

In fact, now that she was thinking about it there were more ways than one to fatten up her tab. Jade hopped up onto the bar, stomach pressed flat against the counter so she could dangle her pale arm down on the other side. "Hey I'm also gonna take…" Cue Jade feeling around the shelves under the counter fishing for bottles, "This." Fingers curled around the neck of the first bottle her hand touched and she pulled it up to have a look-see.

"Tequila…" said thoughtfully as she gave the half-filled bottle a jostle, sloshing the liquid. "Do you drink tequila?" But she didn't even wait for Kendrick to answer. "We're drinking tequila." Said to anyone at the bar who was listening. She figured if someone heard her, it'd get to her tab somehow even though the little girl server left. She'd never had tequila before. She was actually hoping to grab some kind of wine, but a blind grab was a blind grab and they had some cookies to eat and some tequila to wash it down with. She figured it would do.

So Jade shimmied off the counter, feet landing on the ground with a little hop. Bag of cookies in one hand and tequila in another she grinned at Kendrick. "Bed? Who said anything about a bed? Let's go." Just because she said they were going somewhere where they could eat without people getting bees in bonnets about her wearing pajamas, that didn't mean a bed was in their future.

On the contrary, heading out of the bar she turned right. To the front door. May the adventure with the dark side in broad daylight begin!

[Kendrick]

He could not help thoughts. They entered his mind on their own accord. Taking root where they wished in what way they wished. It was not his thoughts that found their way into Joy’s head. He had nothing to do with that. His mind was focused on the blonde and the cookies. Meowing only would get one so much. She had been lucky so far it would seem. But it was a first meeting and he could be as charming, if not more so, then the next man.

When his blonde companion hopped upon the bar to grab randomly he was watching to see what she would come up with. Mild amusement would cross over his features. Bottle of tequila in one hand she looked rather triumphant. Did he drink tequila. He could and would to keep up the charade. Feeling told him that the tequila could loosen the pretty dark sides tongue and that was going to provide him amusement. As she waited not for an answer he did not provide one.

“Beds are the safest place.” He did not explain more. Safe as in they were boring. Beds for the most part. If he was going to make any moves on the girl it would be far from a bed. But he would follow as she lead. A man of little words when there was nothing that he needed to speak on. Had to like a female that knew her mind. She did know her mind right. Because otherwise this day could of just got a whole lot more interesting for him and his pleasant diversion. No questions asked as he followed her to the front door. Like a duck to slaughter.

[Gawain]

Gawain actually chuckled a bit at Connor's crack. True, the little male had said something that, under normal circumstances, would have seen him little more than a pile of refuse not even fit for a sweeping, but he hadn't expected Connor to tweak like that. "Huh. You got more of your pop than I figured? Yeah, I feel the same, but...damn, kid!"

He started for the door, looking over his shoulder once. "Well, you wanna talk, I have plenty to do already. It's now or it ain't. So, follow me or don't. Oh, and I believe I told your father this one as well. Keep a civil tongue or lose the one you have." And so, Gawain was out of the door and headed for the garden.

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