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Sonia Raimo
Female║20║
Tags:Faust ║At: Sam's Diner
Currently ║ Talking
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She paused for a moment in silence, it was rather obvious the man would say anything to free himself from the situation. She decided to specify the question "what do you eat." She very damn well knew that wendigos ate but she didn't know if they could substitute it in anyway, and moreover was he trying to substitute it. It actually made her curious is the could get somehow to the local missing reports in the police department. Either way that was a thought for the later, she had more important matters than that for the very moment, She looked around the room once again, it was incredibly crowded, a lot more than on the average, and a surprisingly large amount of these people emitted some sort of force, suggesting that they all had some ability or were a supernatural being. Some of these people she already knew about and had no reason to worry, but there were new people here too, people who she'd have to also look into after Faust.

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Alexander Smith
Male║25║
Tags:kira║At: Cabin
Currently ║ talking
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So she knew about the note? There was still a lot to question but it was none of his business. Then again- no despite the curiosity it was none of his business. "I was actually heading back to town, I can escort you there when you're ready." There was probably someone she was heading to, her parents were probably just in a rush and dropping her off. This was a small town in the middle of nowhere so there couldn't be more behind it. In a place like this the only drama he could imagine would be a person having to wait too long at a food-place, or someone not picking up after their dog, far from anything which could cause any forms of concern.

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Tyler Dun
Male║23║
Tags:Open║At: town centre
Currently ║ Exploring
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Tyler had arrived in the town by he help of another man hired by his current boss, The expenses of his stay here were fully paid, maybe this wasn't a place where you could waste someone's money, but he could complete some petty things since it wont be in his worries. Getting a small yet modern house fairly close to the town centre, he arrived at night, due to laziness he decided to not unpack the few things he had with him, a rather risky move as weapons were freely laying around the house. Pressed into the bed, Tyler was laying chest down, his head facing outwards with one hand hanging off of the bed, he flinched into partial awareness as a piercing sound boomed from his phone. Switching it off rapidly before his eardrums would burst, he looked around to identify his surroundings briefly, gaining a little more consciousness with the motion. as he yawned and stretched, he was already developing a mental plan of the day, and the first day of his being in a new place was always important, as it allowed him to learn the basic places, what areas are more and less populated and general time schemes, as well as pick up on potential victims. Getting up be chose to first clean up, in case anyone comes snooping around, Tyler began to put away weaponry as well as his clothes, till the house was decently clean and any threats were well hidden. He began with heading to the bathroom in order to take a shower and prepare for the day, which as a guy meant it didn't take too long. With that done in a few minutes he returned to his room, and headed for the clothes putting on whatever was on top of the drawers he finished the 'outfit' off with his jacket.
Heading downstairs he grabbed a snackbar, holding it between his teeth as he put on some boots and headed for the exit of the house. he took a bite out of the small snackbar as he closed the doors behind him, then headed out into the town. Activity there was slowly rising as it was still morning, but it was a small place to his right which seemed to be beaming with activity, seemed like something interesting. Reading the banner lead him to the knowledge of this being a diner, and upon entrance he first heard the ringing of a bell which signified his entrance, muffled by the found of chatter. he caught the scent of wonderfully smelling breakfast, if the food tasted as good as it smelled then no wonder people were swarming the place. he subtly searched through the faces of the room, before reaching the front as he leaned against the counter confidently, awaiting for the busy workers to leave from behind the kitchen, he wasn't looking for food , but it would be strange if he were to come in here without ordering anything, some coffee on the other hand seemed much more appealing to him at the moment after the busy night.

[Aʟᴇxᴊᴀɪ]

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( power ) werecat ( tags ) Alex ( age ) 18 years ( place ) Alex's Cabin

"That would be nice, thank you..." She said, but she was too unsure of why she was here.
Nobody was told to look after her, so maybe she had to make shelter on her own? "I'll be honest, my parent's haven't even got me a place to stay. Im so confused and I don't even know why i'm here..." she explained in a giant ball of "wut?" and then took a deep breathe before looking back at Alex.

< So. Tired. >

[passione]

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║ age nineteen ║ gender female ║ norse valkyrie shadow manipulation ║ location cafe ║ tags wolfgang

Amelia nodded. "Good deal." She sat patiently, waiting for her food to be ready, but in an instant, her sandwich had arrived. She wouldn't be ashamed to eat both things Aaron had ordered for her, as Valkyries were creatures with large appetites. The Choosers of the Slain were often very hungry, and although Amelia wasn't directly working for her lord, she was no exception. She took a bite out of the BLT, savouring the texture of the bread, the perfect concoction of tomatoes and mayo with every bite. The bacon was crispy, just the way she liked it— just the way it should be made.

Aaron had been kind to her the moment they began to speak. There was a mischievous look in his eyes that made her doubt his benevolence, though. His expressions made him seem devious, and Amelia wanted badly to question it, but something told her that the answer would come eventually if she just stuck around. "Aaron, did they forget our orders?" Amelia inquired, turning her head to shout across the cafe. There was one other woman next to Aaron, but otherwise, customers were scarce.

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Alexander Smith
Male║25║
Tags:kira║At: Cabin
Currently ║ talking
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"wait so- hold on." He was so confused. What, why? "This is way too complicated for me kid. I only got here two weeks ago myself, I've not actually been in the town yet. He put his hand on the back of his neck. That may have sounded rather dodgy but with this face on there were more things suspicious to him than that. Nevertheless he took a moment to think before replying "either way I'll take you to the town, there's hotels there, you're legal aren't you?" He wasn't even exactly aware how old the girl was, if she was too young she'd require a guardian to stay in a hotel or do anything, but her parents couldn't have been that cruel right?

[Horse]

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xxxxxAs he leaned on the counter and stared ahead of him with his hands hanging out of his pockets, the male seemed quite surprised by the woman's comment. Wolfgang, after comprehending the female's blunt murmur, found his interest in the woman suddenly drop as he gave her a snarky side-eye from behind the shaded lenses of his sunglasses. "'Glad my intentions were made," the demon responded to her in a low voice that was quite as blunt as she had murmured before, but his voice had a bit more of a cuttingly sharp undertone to it. Wolfgang wasn't exactly the one for sarcasm and offered a bitter harshness in return for any given to him, showing his intolerance for it.

xxxxxWhen he heard Amelia call to him, Wolfgang shifted his position to face Amelia but to lean backwards on the counter. Crossing his arms, Wolfgang nodded as he raised his eyebrows and squinted his eyes in somewhat of an expression of disappointment. "Yep," the male called back to her, shamelessly raising his voice not only in the presence of the workers in the café but also close to the woman's ear, "They forgot it but I reminded them to get it. They'll be out with it soon." After shouting to Amelia, Wolfgang turned back to face the counter while making short eye contact with the woman with his droopy, tired eyes and a weak smirk on his face.

xxxxxSoon after he turned around, Wolfgang found the waitress walking towards him with two plates in her hands; one with an omelette and the larger with his double stack of pancakes. After the waitress gave the plates to Wolf, the man offered her somewhat of an unenthusiastic "thanks" before turning towards Amelia but once again looking at the woman and giving her a second distant smirk, nodding his head to her once again before traveling to the bar. Sass.

xxxxx"It looks good," Wolfgang smiled casually once he arrived next to Amelia, putting the plate with her omelette down in front of her with a bit of enthusiasm. He then sat next to her as he put his plate down with a small clank before picking up the silverware in front of him and cutting into the first stack of pancakes he intended to eat. Then, after cutting the pancakes, the male poured some syrup on the stack of pancakes (and a bit of an excessive amount of it!) before beginning to eat it, looking down at it in the process before glancing over at Amelia in between chews. "Tell me how it is," Wolfgang (too) inquired, referring to her omelette and BLT sandwich, "If you don't like it I can return it- these guys have already really messed up today. But if you like it, great, 'cause I'm digging this pancake." When he refered to his pancake, he male offered Amelia a childlike grin as he chewed- he'd always been a child for good food.

xxxxx[ Wolf is getting sassy with Raven oml X,D ]

[NommyBobbin]

|Raven|22|Female|Half-breed(between Demon and Angel)| Shaman|
Raven noticed the man next to her reply with a surprisingly bitter and equally blunt retort of his own. Whatever interest he had had in her before he certainly didn't have any now, and Raven was more than happy with that. She rolled her eyes and smirked, feeling amused, especially when the man adjusted his position to shout across the cafe to his...buddy, and ensured that he spoke loudly and clearly, inches away from Ravens ear. She heard the woman mention his name as she called. Raven glanced sideways as who she now knew as Aaron, re positioned himself, and she could just about see the smirk that passed across his lips. She rolled her eyes once more, returning her gaze to the clock. Her eyes became more intense and focused as she read the time, and her fingers continued to drum rather impatiently, as if she were late for something.
After giving her another nod, this time with obviously intended sass, Aaron removed himself from the counter and walked back to the table with their orders.
"Good...run along back to your Shepherd, Sheep." The woman murmured with an amused gleam in her eye, one corner of her luscious lips quirking up in a half-smirk.
Eventually the waitress finally came with Ravens order. The rather petite woman placed a take-away cup of coffee on the counter, and took the note Raven had given her with a calm "thank you". Raven didn't reply to the waitress, but instead nodded once briefly and left it at that.
Raven turned and quickly scanned the room. The man she had briefly spoken to sat at a table not far from the door with the woman. The almost irresistible red head raised a perfectly shaped eyebrow, and headed for the door of the Diner.
As she approached the entrance, she passed the table the two occupied. And, making sure she was close enough to be heard,though not stopping, she made the sound "Baaaaa."
Then with a flick of her hair she opened the door, hearing the bell jingle as she walked through in all her glory. Sass.

[Yeah I noticed... I think they're going to get along well. ]

[wilde]

faust olivier
wendigo - location: sam's diner - tags: sonia

faust nervously tapped on the table in the midst of the silence. sonia wasn't going to leave him alone until she got the answers she wanted. he felt his heart skip a beat upon hearing her next question. he let out a sigh before answering her question, "raw meat is enough to stay satisfied, but..." faust paused for a moment. "i'm pretty sure you know what i eat." he spoke in a quieter tone to prevent anyone else from hearing their conversation. there was no way he could lie his way out of this. he began to bite his nails as he looked around the diner. there was plenty of people walking into the diner, which made faust want to get out of here even more.

[changed my username! used to be - moonstruck]

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║ age nineteen ║ gender female ║ norse valkyrie shadow manipulation ║ location cafe ║ tags wolfgang (raven mentioned)

Amelia had already gorged down her sandwich by the time Aaron came back. She wasn't exactly hungry for more, but she knew she could definitely fit down that omelette. Valkyries. Big appetite. Just reiterating. Amelia took a bite of the omelette before she let out a satisfied groan. This hit the spot. "I 'dig' both things you have ordered for me. This is an absolutely delightful meal— a hearty and balanced breakfast." It was no lie, as Amelia now had her share of grains, vegetables, poultry, and dairy, all in one meal. Of course, what she was missing was a fresh squeezed OJ, but mixing that with mocha didn't seem like a good idea.

"Might I question you on who that dunce was?" Amelia inquired, covering her mouth with her free hand to prevent her from spewing bits of egg all over Aaron as she spoke. She had been referring to the red-headed woman who had just waltzed out the door. "I mean... allow me to be a brutally honest here for a moment. She was making sheep noises. Sheep are animals kept in captivity on a farm. That woman belongs in a farm." Amelia had to get it straight. In no way, was she defending Aaron, as he was a complete stranger, (though Amelia had warmed up to him since he had just brought her the perfect breakfast) however, she resented people like that. Sass machines with no speech filter, where a speech filter should be.

[my apologies for the shorter post! also, fearless, I'm sorry, I took the chance to make amelia look a little 'eh' in personality]

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xxxxxWhen Wolfgang walked back to the table he could hear the woman murmur that he was a "sheep" running back to his "shepherd," although he ignored the woman and didn't really bother to make any more eye contact with her after giving her attitude back to her. He got the woman's point that he was going back to talk with the girl, but he didn't exactly understand her comparison of him to a sheep and of Amelia to a shepherd. He had just met the girl and wasn't really a following figure- at all, often marching to the beat of his own drum and even pushing others away so his opinions and ideas could be heard. He depicted himself as independent as the tiger but with a bite as venomous as that of a poisonous snake, capable of pushing people away if they bothered him or happened to step closer than they should have stepped. But that was just his opinion.

xxxxxWolfgang had too finished his first stack of syrup-soaked pancakes when his gaze drifted over to Amelia, listening as she expressed her liking towards the meal. "You made a good choice for your breakfast; I'm glad you like it, girl. I was 'gonna order something savory like that myself, but pancakes always steal my heart- I'm 'kinda the guy for comfort food, if you know what I'm talking about, but I don't limit myself to the basics," the male observed, beginning to start on his second stack of pancakes as he crossed his legs under the table. He noticed that Amelia too seemed to have a big appetite herself, almost or maybe even matching his own.

xxxxxWhen he was halfway into the pancake he was eating, Wolfgang paused when he heard the voice of the woman ring into the air as she passed them and stepped outside. Did she just "bah"? Wolfgang, in perplexed astonishment, turned his head towards the clear glass door she left through to catch a glimpse of her red hair. The male narrowed his eyebrows as he scratched the wrinkled skin in between them, understanding that she was trying to continue her joke from before but beginning to think that she was a bit of a loony, flirty fool (but what was his opinion- he was often a flirt himself). Didn't she think she was taking her actions a little too far? Why make a fool out of yourself? Wolfgang thought, letting out a sigh as he finally raised his eyebrows and looked at Amelia.

xxxxx"A dunce," Wolfgang confirmed with her, his gaze on Amelia as he gave her a small half grin before shrugging and continuing to eat his pancake, "I 'dunno. She was some woman up there and I think I screamed a little too loudly for her precious ear. But she ought'a know what good service is- I mean, come on. If a restaurant or place likes this gives you bad service, you better make it known." The male couldn't help but smile in amusement when Amelia commented about the woman, almost laughing before taking another bite of his breakfast. He was almost finished with it, but he didn't just want to end his conversation with Amelia and never see her again after that breakfast. He hoped that she wouldn't want that, either, and would maybe accept an offer to meet him again for another meal or activity. Her temperament seemed to suit him well- he liked that. "..Hey, Amelia," Wolf offered, still smiling a bit as he propped up an elbow on the bar and rested his head in his hand while holding his fork with his other, "Do you want to maybe meet up sometime and do something like this again? Or anything you'd like, if you're interested."

xxxxx[ By the way, these are Wolfgang's opinions on the characters and not mine, so if he thinks or says certain things about characters they're just his opinions on them as a character! I love all your characters and have nothing against them c: <3 ! Wolfgang has a bit of an opinion on other characters as he tends to either really like them or just complain about them cx ! He hates it when things don't go his way ;u; . ]

[NommyBobbin]

|Raven|22|Female|Half-breed(Demon&Angel)| Shaman|

Raven left the diner with her head raised and a gleam in her eye. She knew that Aaran probably had no idea what she meant when she referred to him as a 'sheep' and the woman he was supposedly on a date with his 'shepherd'. The truth was, during her time in this world she had known men and women to fall so easily for one another. It always started with a little friendly chit chat and before they knew it they weren't only in bed with one another but they also developed...feelings...or attachments. She almost cringed at the thought. Feelings were for the weak, they made those who developed them vulnerable and exposed. She had experienced enough of those dreaded emotions in the past and had found that nothing ever ended all hunky dory....and the whole idea of a 'Happily ever after' was but a myth that poisoned the minds of others. There was nothing wrong with a little pleasurable fun, but to go any further than that seemed like a complete waste of time. She could tell as she observed the two sitting at that table that the man was interested.Poor, poor sheep. Eventually he might end up just another one of those love-sick puppies... consumed by so called 'Love'. Willing to sacrifice everything for the person they oh so care about. Perhaps she was wrong...but either way there was no harm in taunting a little. She wasn't crazy, but she definitely enjoyed ruffling feathers every now and again. It amused her.
Raven knew that nobody who met her seemed to like her, but that didn't matter. She wasn't a horrible person...or at least not deep down...but she was definitely misunderstood. She also knew that nobody would ever understand her, at least not completely. So what was the point in even trying to make 'friends'? Again, love was weakness, whether it be platonic or romantic. And she for one had no time to develop weaknesses. In her opinion she was just fine the way she was: independent and strong.
She took a sip of her coffee, and raised her eyebrows in surprise. It wasn't actually as bad as she expected. Raven pulled her helmet back over her head and mounted her bike, removing its weight from the stand and turning on the ignition.