TROLLSLUM CAFE VIII: It Keeps Happening!

[Rio]

Hendee and Razel simply blink. What the hell just happened? Shrugging, the witch strides by the sea dweller, once more going over her notes.

Razel, on the other hand, climbs into a booth far from the purple blood's view. She doesn't need that hemospectrum stuff right now.

[MostlyHarmless]

Sileia joins Razel at her booth. All of the stress she had gotten out of her system by punching Mawych was now back in full force.

DAMN I7. WHY DID YOU COME BACK HERE? I7 COU7D HAVE BEEN DANGEROUS.

[Rio]

I knew it wouldn't be. Razel say simply. Although how I knew is a bit hard to explain.

[Masterweaver]

Leanii is just kind of sitting there with Mell...

Metty sits down next to Sileia. "{%}{Ya know, pumpkin, slash's right.}{%}{Dere's been dalk of making a wiggler secdion for da cafe, ya know...}{%}{Whad da ya dink of dad?}{%}"

[MostlyHarmless]

I knew it wouldn't be. Razel say simply. Although how I knew is a bit hard to explain.

GIVE I7 A SHO7. I'M 7IS7ENING.

Sileia then shoots Metty an annoyed glance.

ME77Y, IF 7HIS IS ABOU7 7HA7 S7UPID BOX I WI77 HAVE 7O KICK YOUR 7EE7H IN.

[Rio]

Razel ponders for a moment, and begins.

Well, when I sleep, it's like I'm awake on a different planet- you know, the yellow one with the white queen who's husband is at war. And it's really close to this blue thing called Skaia, close enough that one can see the clouds. Sometimes the clouds can show the future, and sometimes the past, but I've gotten good at telling which is which in regards to the cafe. So when I was sleeping I checked the clouds and nothing bad was shown...

Of course, she has yet to realize that Skaia only shows bits and pieces.

Razel glances at Metty.

If things do get dangerous, to you really think putting the wigglers in one place would be safe? It's like rounding up pink snort beasts for the slaughter.

[Masterweaver]

"{%}{...Touche.}{%}{Sdill, a place where we could pud ya behind a ford would make id easier da prodecd ya...}{%}" Metty decided not to comment on the golden city thing.

[MostlyHarmless]

WE77 I GUESS I7 WORKED OU7 7HIS 7IME.... S7I77 YOU SHOU7DN'7 BE DOING DANGEROUS S7UFF JUS7 COZ YOUR DREAMS SAID I7 WOU7D BE FINE. JUS7... GE7 A SECOND OPINION NEX7 7IME OK?

Sileia's concern for Razel's wellfare quickly switches to frustration with Metty.

HAVE YOU AC7UA77Y RUN 7HIS P7AN BY 7HE MANAGEMEN7 OR IS 7HIS GOING 7O BE 7IKE 7HA7 WHO7E JUKEBOX INCIDEN7 A77 OVER AGAIN?

[Rio]

I guess. Razel shrugs. I don't think it's dangerous, coming to a cafe. I mean sure sometimes bad things happen, but its just a cafe.

[Masterweaver]

"{%}{Look, dis is jus an idea Slash!}{%}{Don'd ya dink I would dalk da da gal in charge before I sed up a saferoom?}{%}{Id'd be impossible da do withoud her knowing, unless we drugged her, which I'm nod gonna do.}{%}"

[scintillatingMoniker]

Wait. Shit. People were watching that.



Quick, look pathetic and non-threatening!

[MostlyHarmless]

Sileia bangs her fist on the table. At this point nothing that Metty says is registering in her head.

WE'RE NO7 7A7KING ABOU7 A DRUNKEN FIGH7 OR PEOP7E DRINKING WEIRD COCK7AI7S HERE. YOU COU7D HAVE BEEN KI77ED RAZ... AND I.... I......



I WAS SCARED OK!

[Rio]

Razel can't think of anything to say aside from "I'm sorry," so she reaches up and hugs Sileia tightly and says just that.

[Masterweaver]

"{%}{...}{%}" Metty's gaze shifts over to Rhys. She knows that feeling.

"{%}{...Look, pumpkin, if dings are happening den ged behind one of us okay?}{%}{We jus wannaa make sure ya're safe.}{%}"

[MostlyHarmless]

.... I7'S NO7 YOUR FAU77 RAZ. I'M 7HE ONE WI7H 7HE PROB7EM.

She says as she wraps an arm around the wiggler.

I 7RY 7O AC7 A77 7OUGH BU7 NOW 7OOK A7 ME..... I7'S EMBARRASING...

[Teslamagnetic Integration]

Azazel was enjoying the sights with the highblood and the mute. In fact, he completely forgot about his drink.



Hey, try kicking his shins; I bet that will be hilar-

Then strode in this guy.





SHIT Azazel hissed, leaping off his seat and running straight into the back room. His drink just sat there on the table.

Meanwhile, the armored troll didn't even notice Azazel; instead he just went to a table and sat down, crossing his arms and bobbing his head a little. As a waiter bot came near, the armored troll ordered a side of collard greens with plenty of salt, and sat there while waiting on his food.

[Rio]

Okay...

It's not embarrassing. In fact, I think being able to show when you're down is really cool!

[MostlyHarmless]

IF YOU SAY SO Sileia chuckles.

... 7HANKS.

[scintillatingMoniker]

The mute could tell this armored guy was unlikely to ignore the fact that he's in a wheelchair.

He heads towards a booth and does his best to hide it.

[Rio]

No problem. Razel smiles.

Hendee glances up. Good lord these people are not very subtle are they? ...Thought the witch with the large hat and mechanical eye.

[Pootporri]

And then Selvi wakes up after applying the eye medication formerly given to her by Mitrah. She notices a note taped to the inside of the door grabs it, and captchalogs it. Then she exits the backroom, this time in a rather clean composition. She looks over the the bar, her vision still a bit blurry, and grabs the note also addressed to her, unknowing that it was even addressed to her.

She attempts to read them both, but to no avail. Instead she captchalogs them, to ask someone to read them later. Her vision is gradually getting better, but she is more able to make out color blurbs than distinguishable figures. Depth perception being O.K, but not wanting to take any chances, she has a seat at the closest thing, that being the bar.

[Masterweaver]

Metty looks over at the bar. "{%}{Uh, slash, I need da dalk da ya lader...}{%}{Quadrend business...}{%}"
Awkward farewell given, she slides out and heads over to Selvi. "{%}{Ya good?}{%}"

[Pootporri]

Metty looks over at the bar. "{%}{Uh, slash, I need da dalk da ya lader...}{%}{Quadrend business...}{%}"
Awkward farewell given, she slides out and heads over to Selvi. "{%}{Ya good?}{%}"

Selvi looks over to Metty, not being able to recognize her brown-ish composition. She does however, recognize her accent, and successfully guesses her identity, though a bit unsure.

$$ Yep, I'm a'ight, uhhhhh... Metty? You're Metty, right? Ain't got my eyes workin' at max capacity right now, ya dig? $$

[Masterweaver]

"{%}{Ouch.}{%}{Dad's probably a bad ding.}{%}" Metty looks at the notes in Selvi's hand. "{%}{Da ya need help reading dose?}{%}"

[Pootporri]

"{%}{Ouch.}{%}{Dad's probably a bad ding.}{%}" Metty looks at the notes in Selvi's hand. "{%}{Da ya need help reading dose?}{%}"

Selvi looks down at the notes.
$$ Huh, yea, sure. Don't know if they're both mine though. One was stapled onto the inside of the backroom, so it might be mine or Asteio's, and the other was at the bar. $$

She hands her this note first.