DestinyStar

Café Crème, the Catmaid Café! ♥

@OliveYou

Mari perked up a bit when Minkyu mentioned these kinds of characters were really popular. "R-Really?" She didn't watch a ton of anime, herself, but if that was true then maybe she really would be able to do this job! His positivity about her lack of skills could have been seen as just being polite, but the young woman was a bit naive when it came to these sorts of things. She was happy he felt that she would have a place at the cafe, though from the way he spoke she could tell he wouldn't be the one making the decision. It was all a bit strange, to her, the way things were ran... Still, he seemed very kind.

I know I really just need any job, but... I would like for it to be here. Mari was very quick to make decisions like this, and her eyes sparkled when he said that he would put in a good word for her. "Y-You would really do that for me?" She asked him, the rays of innocence in her practically blinding. Her hands moved to take the notebook, slowly, and she wrote down her contact info. This felt like a positive thing. Thank goodness! Her parents had said she didn't need to worry, and that work wasn't something she was suited for yet, but here she was... in an interview. And they were going to say it went well!

As she thought about it, a wave of relief washed over her, and without meaning to tears streamed down her cheeks and she gave small little hiccups as her shoulders bobbed. She hadn't meant to cry, but she was just so happy. "T-Thank you f-for being s-so n-n-nice to m-me..." She managed to squeak out, wiping at her eyes a bit. This wasn't the promise of a job, by any means, but Mari felt very reassured by Minkyu. Sniffling, she wiped her eyes and gave him a bright smile. "I-I am so happy I came here, today...!"

Adventure! - Stories of different worlds and realities (Private)

Macy was relieved that Hawke seemed to understand her intent, once again - she hated having to say more than was absolutely necessary, and now more than ever she just wanted to keep herself separate from those around her. She was also thankful that Scar was nearby, as he had dealt with her bloodlust before and was the only one of their group not only strong enough to defend against it, but also knowledgeable enough about it to know how to handle her when she was like this. With him keeping a close eye, like he was doing, she trusted that she would not be able to harm any of their party, including this newcomer. Another shiver ran down her spine as he spoke, the armor appearing to her as a challenge; could her blade penetrate its steel to reveal the soft organs underneath? The young girl would not give herself a chance to find out the answer. She chose not to introduce herself, finding they probably wouldn't speak much anyway, as right now it was best to keep her distance and even then she was not one for conversation.

He seemed to be joining their group in battle, which was both good and disappointing. They did not need to fight him... but also, they did not get to fight him. She rubbed her arm momentarily, looking a bit like someone who was off of their drug fix, yet the friction on her skin helped to distract from the growing frustration within her. Just as she felt her mind begin to grow hazy again, a voice nearby pulled her back to the present. Scar. Something on her expression must have slipped, because she could sense the concern hidden under his straight expression. It was rare for him to show that, so without her full senses about her she figured it meant that he thought she was going to attack somebody. Was it really that bad, this time? She hadn't noticed. Despite her breathing and this clenching in her chest, Macy felt fairly grounded and in control. At his question, she shook her head. "Not yet..." She murmured in quiet reply. Her thoughts were the same as the fox - she would only slow the group down if she were to be unconscious. Still, her words were chosen carefully, to encourage him to keep an eye out as he had been and giving him quiet permission to take her out of commission if he saw fit. His judgement was one she trusted.

Suddenly, she was handed the bag of food, and the young woman jumped slightly at having not realized Arguth had been right in front of her. It was irritating how dulled her senses were by this need to slaughter. Her eyes widened slightly, muscles twitching at the idea that he was close enough to slice... Her hand hovered over the hilt of her rapier, briefly, until he moved away from her once again. As he did, she instead moved her hand to grab one package from the bag and pass the other shares quickly to Kris. Macy needed to get away from the rest if they were to remain here for awhile. It would be good to distract herself with food, if possible, though she could not feel the pangs of hunger from her stomach. All she could feel was this deep agitation.

Quietly, she moved to a corner of the room by herself, where she attempted to eat, nibbling at the cheese that had been in the pouch. She sat with her back against the wall, knees to her chest, though her gaze remained on Arguth. She was unable to break her fixation on him. They had a wise, new companion, it seemed, and a formidable new ally. The strength she could sense from him was the very reason she wanted to fight him so badly. He would be invaluable in the inevitable battle ahead.

Café Crème, the Catmaid Café! ♥

Mari nodded and listened intently at Minkyu explained a bit more about the restaurant. Or, really, he explained the things she already understood. There really wasn't much more to this place, though she hadn't expected anything more anyway. A cat-themed cafe with cute food was perfect enough for her! Everything around her was adorable, and it really made her filled with excitement. Could she really work at a place like this?

Her head tilted in confusion when he said he had something, but then he moved on to ask her another question. Feeling flustered, once again, she looked down at her hands which were balled into tiny fists on her lap. "I-I don't know... I-I'm sorry, I've never tried it... I can smile really well! And I like to help people! B-But, uh... I am not good at talking to others..." Her cheeks flushed red and she glanced up at him, nervously. Why wouldn't she stop bringing up things she wasn't good at? Mari's mother had told her that confidence was key in these situations.

"I-I'm willing to try anything, though!" Her face flushed red when the young girl realized how that could be interpreted. Frantically, she waved her arms. "Well, m-maybe not anything... But when it comes to this restaurant, I'm sure I can do my absolute very best with anything that needs to be done! Cleaning, bringing food to people, uh..." She paused, unsure of what else the job would entail. "..." What else could she say? Hopefully her determination was getting through to the barista in front of her.

the supernatural costume ball

Just wanted to jump in and let you know I am dropping from this RP.

I'm sorry, it really was fun, but I just can't keep up with the pace. I've only missed a couple of days and there are like 300 posts, now. ^^" Nothing wrong with that, just not for me with work and stuff changing and life getting busy. But I don't like to just ghost on people so I wanted to let you know. Thank you for having me. *bows*

Adventure! - Stories of different worlds and realities (Private)

Macy listened to Hawke's words as best she could, allowing her hair to conceal her expression as she attempted to calm her racing heartbeat. Blood... The word struck a chord in her, enough so to keep her from bursting forth to attack their new companion. He had been kind to give her those keys, after all, so that she could free her companions from that room. She did not want to harm him, though she did want to find out what made up that burly stature of his.

Managing enough control to resist those urges, his sudden dash caused her to react with her own quick step only paces behind him. Her eyes glistened at the sight of him slicing the arms of the enemy mages, and she followed suit without hesitation to impale her dagger and rapier into the artery in each of their necks, respectively. Blood showered around her, running down her arms and staining her clothes, and she couldn't help the nearly manaiacal laugh that escaped from her lips. This was a wonderful feeling. Her body responded to the gore with a shiver of pleasure, though the moment was gone far too soon.

As their corpses fell at her feet, she took a moment to stare at them, still giggling at the fleeting memory of how Hawke and her had taken them down. Blood splattered on her cheeks, her eyes glimmered with satisfaction. Hawke has helped to quell the urge, if only slightly. She wanted more, but as she turned to look around the room she knew that their current enemies were no more. It wouldn't be enjoyable slicing open corpses with no life. For a moment, she closed her eyes, trying to steady her breathing, before she gained the strength to replace her weapons upon her belt. With a slightly struggling expression, Macy walked to where Hawke was standing, not looking him in the eyes as she came to stand right next to him. "... Stay away."

She gave this quiet warning to him as a friend, trying to sound cold in an attempt to encourage him not to help her any longer. Her hands still shook with a deep desire, and she did not want to put him in harm's way. He had seemed to understand this feeling she couldn't control, and she appreciated his help, but as one who was not of their party -not really- he did not need to help her as he did. Without another word, she walked off to follow the rest as she did her best not to get left behind. The urge was nearly painful as she resisted pulling out her weapons again, and instead kept her arms hugged tightly around herself throughout the exchange with this new person, choosing to remain the the back of their group. I want to cut him up... Her muscles twitched and she hugged herself tighter. It was uncomfortable, and she hated the person she became in these moments, but Macy knew that this desire for blood would fade as they progressed. It just took its time.

Café Crème, the Catmaid Café! ♥

Also still here! And no worries, life can sneak up on ya.

I Love You..

That sounds good! Feel free to hop on a PM with what you want character-sheet wise and I'll get something up today! It's nice to meet you! ^.^

I Love You..

Woo hoo! I'm so excited! :) Do you prefer forum or PM?

I like the first idea with her having been a popular girl who used to bully him. Maybe her friends are starting to turn on her at this point and now she knows what he must have felt like. Now she is learning to become a better person to those around her through his eyes? :) She would be more open about how others make her feel so I think they would be a nice contrast to each other. And teasing him would be a definite yes!

I Love You..

I love this idea. Romance and drama are my favorite genres. <3 I love the idea of a romance developing through them overcoming this together. Mind if I give your idea a shot? :)

the supernatural costume ball

Something about Eric's words was very comforting. Ari felt her cheeks flush a hot red. "Yes... I am." She smiled once more and again pulled her shawl close as an unfamiliar woman approached. It's not my party, though... She chose to respond only with a nod, feeling a bit intimidated. As the woman continued into the building, the young siren visibly relaxed and once again looked up at Eric. "Are you tired?" She asked, cocking her head to the side curiously. She had noticed his sigh.