forum Modern/Urban Fantasy Highschool RP. (Closed!!!)

Started May 16, 2018 by shurikenwolfbadass_13

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"Hi!" The angel said, offering her some. "Coffee or tea?" He asked.

Cressida walks into the living room, looking like she's almost asleep.

"How about you, Cressida, coffee or tea?" He adks.

Cressida mumbles something that sounds like "coffee".

Cicada looked at, "Black coffee."

Cressida nods.

Raziel gives them both coffee.

Cressida attempts to drink the coffee but spills most of it on the floor. She sighs.

"It's OK." Raziel smiles. He snaps his fingers. The coffee dances around as if it were alive, and went down the sink itself.

Cicada drank the coffee. Watching as Cressida spilled her own.

Cressida mumbles a thank you, and slumps down on a chair.

There's quiet footsteps and a very sleepy looking Ryan enters, groaning. He hated mornings. He wraps his arms around Raziel's waist, hugging him from behind.

Cicada awes at the two. She wondered if she would find a connection like those two.

"Tea or coffee?" Raziel asked Ryan, filling his own coffee.

"Tea please." He mutters, burying his face in the others back, releasing a soft sigh. His head hurt a bit, but since he used energy to create magic, he was pretty sure he was going to have a migraine by the end of the day.

The angel poured him some tea, offering it to him. He stared into his black coffee.

Ryan moves to stand next to the other, humming a bit as he leaned tiredly on the angel. He was so tired as he sipped his tea, hissing at the headache.

Cressida looks at them. "I'm guessing you guys didn't get much sleep either?"

"You okay, pal?" The angel asked, sipping his coffee. "You don't have a bad head do you?" He squeezed the musician's shoulders, and hugged him closer.

Cicada looked at Ryan. She sipped her coffee, "I wouldn't be surprised if he had a hangover."

"Eh, small headache, nothing to serious." He answers, nuzzling up to the other as he relaxes, sighing softly.

Alright, I'll be back. The angel said, kissing him on the cheek. He walked off, taking the tea, and came back with it and a bottle. "Back when I was an angel we had a form of tea as well, not that we actually drank it, more, we just have it to humans when you guys made pacts with us." He poured a small amount of the liquid into the tea. It was so light and fluid and silky, that it was almost as much a gas as it was a liquid, and it looked like liquid gold.
"That much will cure small ails like a headache." He said, offering it back. He walked off to dispense the bottle.

Cressida slumps over on the chair, almost completely asleep.

Ryan takes it, nodding in thanks a he gently kissed Raziel on the cheek. He downs it in a matter of seconds and gives a relieved sigh as he smiles a bit. His headache already started to feel better. He hums in thought, watching after the angel, smiling a bit.