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(yeah but like which one is going to start?)
(yeah but like which one is going to start?)
(uhh you can start)
(why did you do this to me)
Amber sighed, rubbing her face and looking out the window. "This place never gets any damn customers," she mumbled, staring out at the sea.
(because my brain can't animate and start rps at the same time) Sam shoved another 20 dollar bill in the tip jar before reaching over and hoarding the last of the scones. "Don't see why you don't get many people. Humans seem to love ocean locations, and you seem to be the only café on the boardwalk."
"Not these days. Most of them have flocked to the cities," she said, turning to make a black coffee for herself. "In fact, I lived there with a friend for a really long time."
"What's your city like?" he asked, absently munching on a scone
She shrugged, taking a sip of coffee. "It wasn't that great. It was crawling with crazy manipulative Warlocks and magic addicts. Milo and Asura were really the only reasonable people there that dealt with magic."
(i forgot i tried entering this and then just left oh my gosh like ugh. sorry)
(well you can still be in it lol)
(i'm so lost though sorry. I mean I can always bring in the stumbling gay drunken idiot)
(did you mean:
matthias)
(drunken idiot is always good lol) Sam made a noise of acknowledgement. "My city is nice. Magic is used and regulated properly, and there hasn't been anything horribly wrong in centuries."
She looked at him for a moment before continuing, eyes darting back to the window. "That must've been nice."
"It is. I have my own palace inside its walls. Very sturdy structure. Nothing will ever get in without a fight."
(idk where you guys are though is the problem. and what magic is allowed or not like, can Matthias still be superhuman?)
(yeah that should be fine. Also we're just at the harbor cafe)
She raised her eyebrows. "I'm 33 and living in a shack next to the beach, while you have your own palace?" She asked. "Where did I go wrong with my life?"
(okay sweet. thank you. should I submit a character form or just freaking go for it?)
(nah just go for it)
(and yeah Matt can be superhuman)
(yess.
And suddenly: Matthias)
The doors of the cafe burst open as Matthias drunkenly stumbled across the floor. He attempted to seat himself in one of the stools but instead, fucking ate shit on the floor with his legs tangled in the bars. His only response to his predicament was a mangled cry of fear and disappointment and flailed his arms uselessly. "Help. Please."
Samandriel almost choked on a scone, trying not to die as he held in the laughter long enough to swallow his bite and then break down laughing
Amber jumped at seeing the new guy and tried leaning over the counter to get a better view. However due to her height, she had to jump up and balance her body on the countertop. "How the fuck did you manage to do that?" She asked him.
Sam was now crying from laughter on the floor, slumped against the counter
"Magic m'lady." Matthias pretended to tip an invisible hat to her as he pushed himself up. He glared at the dude snickering at him in the corner before trying to unhinge his legs from the stool.
"Oh-Ha ha! Oh gods, that was fucking incredible," he said, wiping his face
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