Her eyes were on the boy who had entered, and she began to pick through his mental state when Robin snapped her out of her spell and she lost her hold, cursing mentally. She flicked her eyes back to Robin.
“I have a tabby cat, her name is Lillian.” She smiles softly. “Do you have any pets?”
Robin shook his head. "My dad's allergic to animals, but I like to go out into the woods to talk to the deer. I-I mean, look at the deer!" His face flushed in embarrassment. He wasn't supposed to tell people he could talk to animals. His parents had said it might cause trouble.
She arched an eyebrow at the slip up, but quickly gave him a knowing smile. “I see.. Hey, you want to see something cool?” She adjusted the satchel in her lap, tapping her fingers on one of the front buckles.
Maroon was working on his essay of acceptance in the Nobel Prize in blood-work. He'd been developing a type of artificial blood that would take the place of normal blood in the case of blood cancer, or any other disease. He'd wished to remain anonymous, but Maroon still felt immensely proud of his work. It would save so many lives. Including his.
"Er… Okay?" Robin set down his empty cup and folded his hands neatly in his lap, tapping his feet anxiously
Lucy whispered a few words to herself then opened the satchel, pulling out a medium sized tabby cat and setting it on her lap. The cat looks around, purring when Lucy’s hand strokes behind its ears. “That’s it, that’s what I’ve got to share.” She laughed softly and shrugged her shoulders loosely. Her eyes flicker one more to the other man and her smile falters in confusion, sensing a few of his thoughts before she forces herself to look back at Robin.
(May possibly have to go for a bit, 11:40 PM where I am and I have an extremely busy day tomorrow. If I don’t respond right away, I will get back to it as soon as possible!)
A cat. The girl sitting behind him had a cat. Maroon smiled and walked over, closing his computer, he pointed at the cat and grinned, a nice grin, something an actually sane person would do, "Cute cat!"
Bennett walked into the café, he liked this one, and had been coming here for weeks. There were a host of people.
"This is a surprise, I've never seen this place this packed." He said walking to the counter, he reached into his pockets, and pulled out a roll of bills.
"Let me get a nice mocha." He huffs.
Lucy looks over at the boy, feeling the energy coming off of him, and it causes her to stiffen. She could sense that there was something different about him, but she couldnt concentrate hard enough to dig into his mind. “Oh, thank you,” She gave him a polite smile, patting Lillian gently.
Robin gasped a bit at the sudden appearance of the cat, gingerly reaching out to stroke its ears. "Hello little guy, what's your name?"
(I'll pick IP the "interdemensional" part of the RP later, for now just socialize.)
(Alright.)
“That is Lillian.” She shifted her weight, closing the satchel and shutting it tightly before setting it next to her chair.
Maroon laughed, an entirely normal sound, yet so alien in his mouth. "I have a cat too." he pulled his wallet out and showed the girl a picture of his own cat, a huge, fluffy, white, Norwegian Forest cat. "He's cute, right? His name is Crescent."
Lucy smiled and flicked her eyes over the photo of the cat. “Very cute.”
She then holds her hand out to him. “Er- I’m Lucy Teller. You are?”
Maroon stiffened, he didn't like telling people his name. It felt like giving away a part of him. Nevertheless, he smiled and said, "Maroon. My name is Maroon." he pointed at his head, "Like my hair, but my hair is more of a bright red."
She nodded slowly and lowered her hand, seeing as he obviously wouldn’t shake it. She picked up Lillian and put her back into the satchel before shutting it and whispering softly to herself. She made a light smile and set the bag back down. Lucy fiddles with her fingers, thinking of something to say.
“Excuse me for a moment, Robin.”
She stands from the seat and latches her hand onto Maroon’s forearm, tugging him aside.
“What in God’s name are you?” Her tone is low and swift.
Maroon wrestled his arm out of her hand, "Something."
Bennett looked back at the two. He enjoyed humans and beings on their level, this was interesting.
Lucy’s eyes narrowed slightly. “Manete,” She mutters a word, most likely Latin, and he finds himself unable to move a muscle.
“So much more than something. You have a dark vibe coming from you, I can feel it.”
Maroon decreased his headphones volume with a single thought and felt his body loosen. He would have to do with no blood if it enabled him to move. "Why don't you leave me alone and we can go our separate ways?" he backed away and held up his hands, like no offense.
"Manete, eh? So you're a magic user?" Bennett says to the young lady. "Interesting."
She let out a scoff, breaking off the connection. She felt frustrated, and took a deep breath, taking her glasses off and rubbing at her nose. “Fine by me,” she said in a level tone. A headache began to form in the back of her skull and she stepped back to where her bag sat, digging through it.
"G-good." Maroon felt dizzy, being without blood for more than a minute left him weak and faint. He stumbled to his table, his vision blurry, and increased the volume of his headphones. The table lurched as he practically fell on top of it, feeling his heart, begging it to beat, begging his blood to start circulating.