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Post by wes Mon May 10, 2021 8:56 pm


all these little lies
and most of them are mine
my words are coated in honey and wine
No one would have imagined that the Predigio bakery would be so lively – not after years of it being nothing more than a solitary little building. Wedged between a funeral parlor and a flower shop, the locale rarely ever saw any customers aside from the occasional mourning family and one or two sweet tooths. Needless to say, it had been a dying business and it showed.

Too expensive to keep afloat and too out of eye’s reach to really garner any notable attention, the shop had been slowly decaying as the owner was unable to pay for upkeep. The windows had begun to yellow, it’s walls cracked, and its sign worn beyond belief; the bakery had begun to outweigh the funeral parlor in terms of doom and gloom.

A stark contrast, really, to the now humble and bumble that came from within the locale itself.

Outside, a large banner reading Grand Reopening in elegantly-written letters hanged from each corner of the bakery’s large display window, the words Under New Management written neatly underneath. Inside, everything had been fixed, replaced, or otherwise demolished to make space for tables and displays that were now arranged with beautiful decorations and pastries. Everything had a certain sparkle to it, a novelty – all the way from the flawless checkered marble flooring to the to the white cement walls and wooden accents.

A young redheaded man moved about inside. Dressed in a suit and apron, he carried a metal tray filled with tiny cakes and other confectionary goods as he took the time to deliver them to children and adults alike. A group of older women called out to him, but before he was able to attend their needs the small bell atop the entranceway chimed and the man stopped in his tracks.

The door opened as a new customer (or customers!) stepped through, the sweet smell of pastries quickly flowing out and beyond the shop. Holding the tray in one hand and using the other to bring his hat to his chest, the redhead gave a courteous bow to the newcomer.

“Welcome to Predigio. My name is Wesley and I shall be your humble servant in this fine day”
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Post by Bleuenn Bosser Thu May 13, 2021 4:41 am

After finish yet another Job, Bleuenn had another job lined up directly after. However instead of an escort it was a simple slaying mission. However, the monsters in question seemed to be very timid for such destructive creatures. Though their was one trick to fishing the little devils out of hiding donuts. To some acquiring donuts would be a simple task, but for Bleuenn it was not so easy as she knew nothing about Engloria nor did the city or it's people make it easy for her. Compared to Miriad the city seemed far more imposing with it's designs and wealth almost making her home seem tiny by the sheer amount of wealth that Engloria boastfully adorns along it's structures and roads. Thankfully by the grace of the gods a flyer advertising a brand new bakery were passed around throughout the city. A brand new bakery would be willing to take all kinds of customers, not to mention that the current special will save me some gold.

Finding the bakery was easy enough that's to the map on the back, but she was not ready for the greeting as she entered the establishment. Stunned by the welcoming, Bleuenn peered at the flyer then back to the red haired baker as he prostrated in front of her. A mix of confusion and embarrassment shot along her face as she had never been treated this way nor did she expect a bakery to have such finery. Engloria is amazing even the bakeries are fit for royalty.

Momentarily forgetting the Baker who greeting her as she Lost herself in the marbling and the grab of the other patrons made the young witch feel more out of place then usual. Can I really shop here? I am still just a novice and a half-breed at that, would they allow me to stay if they knew what I was?

Crinkling the Predigio's flyer as she looked back to the Baker with a hint of guilt. "You do not need to use such formalities on someone like me". Bleuenn's eyes shifted around the area as Engloria and it's people seem far above her station. How could she purchase anything from such establishment to simply use as bait for monsters. Holding out the flyer to the Baker, "I saw this flyer and was wondering if the opening offer is still available as I would like to order 4 dozen donuts please". The flyer trembled slightly as Engloria was far to intimidating for the young girl from Miriad.

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Post by wes Sun May 16, 2021 8:46 pm


all these little lies
and most of them are mine
my words are coated in honey and wine
From his stance Wes peered up at the new customer, the polite smile never leaving his face as he straightened himself and returned his hat. The girl before him seemed rather lost as she took in the entirety of Predigio’s interior. A marvel, she must have thought, truly amazing. Wes’s smile grew. The Predigio really had been a pile of garbage and he was glad someone out of all these puffed-up snobs could recognize the achievement. They wouldn’t know a day’s hard work even if it hit them like a bat to the face.

Though the look on her face betrayed her and Wes’s thoughts shifted. She didn’t have the same airs as the usual Englorian citizen. Telling a servant, much less a waiter, that formalities weren’t needed was a dead giveaway. Not a noble in the least – most of them would eat up the fancy talk in no time. Hell, even the occasional Englorian peasant would too.

Her hand trembled as she brought up the flyer with the opening day specials. Wes would understand being overwhelmed, but this girl was about to downright break into a sweat. Funny. Then again, he could be reading the situation wrong.

“Oh, four dozen?” he leaned forward, feigning interest as he squinted his eyes at the crinkled-up paper. Wes rubbed his chin, “It seems the fine lady has quite a large appetite despite her size. Yes, we do have the offer still. It is opening day, after all,” Wes stated matter-of-factly, like she was slow to catch on to the idea or forgot. Some people, really.

“Come along now.”

Before he could let her speak, Wes moved besides the girl. He let his hand hover behind her back as he ushered her to the main counter where a rather anxious-looking man with an apron that matched Wes’s busily took the orders of other clients. On the counter all around him was an assortment of different snacks ranging from simple-looking breads to a variety of donuts. Upon seeing Wes, he directed his gaze elsewhere.

He continued, “And you must forgive me but lacking formalities – even if to a child like yourself – would be remiss. It does come with the job, after all. I do, however, appreciate the kindness, miss…?” he let the question hang in the air in hopes of learning the girl’s name.
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Post by Bleuenn Bosser Sun May 16, 2021 10:05 pm

Looking away from, the man's glance as Bleuenn held up the flyer a little higher in an attempt to block her less than human features from the man's gaze. The young half-bloods heart pulsed throughout her body as she hoped that her heritage would remain hidden from the man. For the most part she appeared human, but her magic ability and appearance made it clear that her humanity was in personality alone.

Leaning slightly back as the baker leaned closer to her to inspect the flyer as if he was teasing her as he repeated the order back. "Yes, that is correct 4 dozen donuts please the flavor is not an issue". Responding as polite as her stressed mind was able though her response only seemed to gain more pounding on the baker's part as the man rubbed his chin to either think or continue his teasing. Expecting the worst did help to relieve her concerns upon the man's confirmation of the flyers validity, yet his joking and teasing inflection only proved that he was indeed teasing her.

Annoyed by the man's teasing, though her wish and desire to respond was temporarily halted as he begun to guide her to a nearby counter filled with all manner of pastries. While it was not the first time she had been to a bakery before, it store and goods on display far exceeded the level of her home's good as they have to cater to a more discerning customer base. If she was not already spending money on bait for her contract she would of definitely taken the time to enjoy a pastry for herself as a treat to reward all of the hard work she has done over the last few days.

Bleuenn's ears perked up at the man's comments. For the most part they polite, but her ears burned at the misconception that she was a child. Why does everyone think I am a child, a child and myself have completely different body shapes! "Bleuenn is my name and I have not been a child for a few years now". Holding her palm out as she formed a simple trap in her hand. "In fact I am an adventure currently tasked with dispatching a local menace to the city". The simple trap would snap shut, "With your goods as bait". Pleased with herself at first the young witch quickly realized that she mentioned one of the things that she did not want the baker to know as she did not wish to insult him.

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Post by wes Mon May 17, 2021 9:23 pm

all these little lies
and most of them are mine
my words are coated in honey and wine
As they approached the counter Wes placed the tray of snacks he carried on the nearest empty spot, setting it down gently as to not ruin the decorations on the little pastries. Much to the dismay of the older women, the girl’s order had been larger and as such they would have to wait until he was done with this new occurrence. Plus, he had to admit, she had been the most amusing thing that’s happened so far.

At his inquiry the girl introduced herself as Bleuenn.

Bleuenn…

Bleu?

Wes took the moment to actually look at her. His blue eyes momentarily flicked down and then right back up as he sized up her outfit, hair, and features. Blue-haired and purpled-dressed; it seemed her parents didn’t take many liberties when naming her. Yet, it was her eyes that truly caught his attention. Earlier he had noticed that she tried to cover herself with the shop’s flyer. Wes would have had waved off the action as just a shy girl not used to close interaction, but even so he was unable to take a gander at her face. And if he knew anything about his line of work it was to always remember a face. So, he couldn’t help but look into her eyes – his brows raising ever so slightly when he noticed the color they held.

Truly an unusual name for an unusual girl.

It seemed his teasing had gotten to her as a faint blush made its way to her face. Annoyance, maybe embarrassment, as she explained that she wasn’t a child. ‘Could’ve fooled me,’ he would had said, but bit his tongue instead opting for a cheeky smile. She didn’t give him the chance to respond.

“Woah, hey–,” Wes raised his hands apprehensively as Bleu summoned forth ice from her palm, further cementing his realization as to who she was. A low gasp came from behind him. Looking over his shoulder, he witnessed as some of the customers whispered among themselves at having witnessed Bleu. It wasn’t rare for eldritch (or so he assumed she was) to be unwelcome in certain parts of the world. He frowned. Fuck them.

The snapping of the trap Bleu held startled him to attention, as did the customers behind him.

“An adventurer!” he exclaimed immediately, clasping his hand together as he returned to the conversation. “My, yes, how lovely! And what a noble cause, too!” Wes placed a hand on his chest as if to signify her words had reached his heart, his very soul even.

Wes whipped around to face the people that had been whispering and now even glaring at her. He made a dramatic gesture, “Clear the way, everyone! This girl needs donuts, and she will GET her donuts!!”

Some of the customers complained, nobles probably, and others shuffled out of the way in suddenly acquired or feigned respect. “Bartholomew, if you may,” he snapped his finger and the man behind the counter jumped to it, bringing out fresh donuts of every color and size further adding the piles of baked goods already on display.

“This here is a respected adventurer despite her looks, and you will treat her as such,” he held out his hand for her to place the trap in. “She’s even taken the time to gift craft us this sculpture in your very presence.”
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Post by Bleuenn Bosser Tue May 18, 2021 7:23 pm

Collapsing in on herself as the whispering and stares jabbed Bleuenn, as she had unintentionally brought attention on herself. Why did I do that, I should have known that using my magic would not end well. The stares and whispers multiplied as word traveled about what the young girl was. Calm down, they're just words and looks, nothing you have not dealt with before.

Trying her best to calm herself down, the Baker’s sudden outburst made the young witch almost jump out of her clothes as she quickly caught the trap in both of her hands while looking into the man’s blue eyes quizzically. Tilting her head at the ginger haired man’s words as he made out guild work to be far more interesting than it actually was. “I think you're confusing adventures with knights, most of our work is rather mundane and not nearly as adventurous as the papers would have you believe”. Even though Bluenne did her best to talk the man’s delusions down, her words seemed to have no effect on the man as he continued his dramatic act. His dramatization only brought on more attention, though the attention held far more malice than it did respect or even tolerance.

Keeping her head down as the Owner cleared the way for her as the simple whispers and glances upgraded to glares and venom as not only was an eldritch given premium service before the nobles, but a commoner at that. Bleuenn wanted to tell the baker that she could wait in line like everyone else, but she doubted that he would listen as the act was reaching its conclusion and it's not as if he had listened to her before.

Reaching the counter through the parted line of onlookers who seem none too happy about the young witch’s express service, but only looked on with fake smiles or even laughs as Bleuenn started to feel more like a sideshow than a customer.

Looking at the sheer size of her order, she wondered if she may have ordered too many. Worst comes to worse I can donate the remaining donuts or have a few as a treat as they do look rather good. Swallowing the excess saliva that had built up upon seeing such delightful pastries the Owner went on about information that barely held any truth. She was far from respected nor did she craft the trap for him or the other patrons. However, she would have been fine with the lies if not for his comments on her appearance.

Giving her best fake smile, Bleuenn approached the Owner and handed off the trap. Though while her magic would not harm her, the baker’s safety was not guaranteed. With her hands free she would take out her purse as she gathered the payment, If the Owner continued to hold her trap the ice would begin to quickly freeze his hand and spread along his body.

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Beaux brushed his silver hair out of his face, staring in awe at the building before him. Just a few weeks ago, this place had been very run down. Fading paint, clouding windows, and a crooked sign were what he remembered of Predigio. It didn’t even look like the same place anymore! The new owner had gone above and beyond with the bakery’s makeover. Now it gave a positive, cheery vibe. People passing by were paying attention to it where they may have ignored it before, some even going out of their way to step through the door and check it out. The bell jingled almost nonstop at the flow of foot traffic.

This was an exciting day for the young angel. Before its remodel, Beaux had applied for a job at Predigio. However, his first day had been delayed due to the renovations. For several weeks he’d anxiously waited for the opening day. At last, here it was, and he was thrilled! This would be his first job in this place called Vyldermire, something that would hopefully be a source of stability in his very uncertain life. Stability was something he desperately needed. Having very few memories of his life before now and wandering an unfamiliar land had left the angel more frazzled than he realized.

Taking a deep breath, he stepped into the shop. It was quite busy. The sounds of chatter and clinking dishes filled the air, along with the sweet and familiar smell of pastries. Beaux was filled with a warm nostalgia. Something about bakeries brought him comfort, but it filled him with a sad confusion too. Emotions triggered by a memory he didn’t possess was an alien feeling that would take time getting used to.

Approaching the counter, he gave a kind smile to the man standing there, who wore a name tag that said ‘Bartholomew’. “Bonj-” he began, then stopped himself. When he’d spoken his native language here, most people just looked at him with confusion. He was trying to adjust his speech habits to the common tongue. “Hello,” he tried again, with a sheepish wave. “It’s supposed to be my first day of work here, where might I find the owner? I’d like to meet them and see what I should start with.”

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Today, was a special day. Today, was Elloise Cheat Day!

What is Elloise Cheat Day, you might ask yourself? Well! Today was a rare day in the month where Elloise "accidentally forgets" her diet, somehow gets lost and finds herself at a local eatery, and - and this is the best one, slips onto the large piles of sweets she consumes throughout the day. Now, despite how silly this obviously sounds to the vast majority of you, Elloise is fully convinced this is a valid excuse. In fact, she's gone as far as to use this successfully on her friends back at home!--

Regardless of the validity, this was a very great day for her. And she'd plans to celebrate this self-proclaimed holiday by visiting a new bakery that just opened up today. The Predigio Bakery! By the sounds of it, it was fancy; but was it fancy enough for an absolute doll like Elloise? These were the ground breaking questions she felt compelled to ask herself. Would their sweets be decadent enough to suit her michelin-star level taste buds? What of their seating arrangements? A girl needed to be comfy when enjoying her sweets! She couldn't sit on just anything after all! She was a gem, her bum needed comfort!

"Eeeeeee! I'm so excited for this!", standing before the building, she gazed at the large doors and did a bit of a jig in anticipation. "I wonder if they'll let me stay past closing, I'm using most of my funds on this after-all; I'll be one of their highest paid customers"! Opening the door, a bell chimed in harmony with the pulse in her heart as she saw the place for the first time; she was awestruck.

"Woooooooow! This is so! This is so!", her eyes frantically scanned the vicinity as her check boxes were being checked at breakneck speeds. Everything was perfect thus far! "This is so AMAZZZIIIING"! Having little knowledge of fancy people customs, the forest-native fae zipped about the entrance way before coming to a stop in front of the door. "I'm ready to eat! Where do I go to do that?!", as she caught her breath, she looked around for anyone who dressed like an employee. "Hello! Can anyone help me?! I'm here for delicious fixins and sweets! Hello?! Hello"?!

Getting louder as she progressed, the fae would unfortunately continue this until realizing there was a counter and she was being an absolute derp. To which she - being the lovable fae she is, responded in kind by continuing her obnoxious behavior.

"Ohey! A counter! That makes sense!", not taking into account the fact that someone else could've been ordering. The small-bird sized Elloise ran up to the man at the counter and assaulted him with an Elloise blast of energy.

"Hello there sirrrrr-", she dragged it on, squinting to read his name before continuing "Botholomew! I would like your menu, your owner, and your permission to stay here past closing so I can eat sweets all day. Thanks"!

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Post by wes Sat May 22, 2021 3:16 am


all these little lies
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my words are coated in honey and wine
If there could be one thing in this world that Wes loved the most it was pissing off a noble or two, more so if it were a whole group of them. His antics may have garnered a less-than-friendly laugh from one or two of these lords and ladies but at the end of day their seething faces made life a just a little bit better. Though, this time, it seemed to be at the expense of the blue-haired girl next to him as he completely disregarded her attempts at humbling the situation (or bringing to light the truth, more like). Even as he looked at her now, he could see Bleu was uncomfortable. Her wasn’t convincing anyone, at least, not him.

Oh, well.

As the trap was placed on his hand, he immediately felt the need to recoil at the searing cold. The ice prickled at his skin as it threatened to spread across his palm. Wes placed the trap next to the metal tray he had been holding not moments ago and slammed his fist next to it. The little cakes and drinks wobbled slightly.

The pain had definitely registered.

“Hphmm! Gorgeous!” He played off the pain as excitement. At the same time, the welcome bell rang though he paid no attention. Instead, he directed his attention to Bleu.

“Thank you for the lovely gift. The Predigio Bakery will humbly put it to good use,” and by that he meant throw it into a freezer and forget about it. Wes straightened himself out, his clenched fist now hidden behind his back. He could feel it pulsing as the biting cold dug into his skin. “Go on. Take what you need miss, Bleuenn. You may even have two free donuts for yourself for the trouble. I do recommend the jelly donuts, myself. They’re quite the delicacy it seems.”

Bartholomew placed the batch of donuts before them, careful not to let them near the icy trap on the table. Then he attended to the new customer, greeting him with half a smile. Never one that was much for words, Bartholomew pointed his thumb at the short couple right next to the man. More specifically, the redhead among the two. He cleared his throat loudly and Wes perked up at the sound.

“Yes, Bartholomew, what is it?” he turned to face the older man with genuine curiosity. Slowly, his gaze made its way to the silver-haired man at the front of the counter.

“Welcome to the-“

“It our new employee, sir.”

“OH! Yes, right, of course. Welcome aboard our little bakery!” he took the man’s hand gently in his own two, completely forgetting that his right was freezing cold out of the excitement. He recoiled at the pain soon after with a soft “yeow” and returned it behind his back, yet his left hand still held on. “It is my wish that you come to call this bakery home as Bartholomew and I have over the past few months,” he gave the taller man a reassuring smile along with a bow before letting go. He had been notified that the bakery had a new hire but hadn’t expected the face to show for a while longer. Good thing the man showed when he did, however. They were getting quite busy, after all.

His attention returned his to Bleu, “Miss Bleuen, I’d like you to meet–” but before he could introduce Predigio’s newest employee the door swung open, and the little bell atop it give a resounding ring. The tiniest, most smallest being he had ever seen almost burst through the door as all sorts of words of wonder and excitement came rolling out of her mouth. The little fairy only got louder and louder as she progressed, and Wes had to give the bird-sized blonde props for having for having such crazy lung power. At a loss for words, all he could do was watch as the wings zipped her straight to the counter.

Poor Bartholomew, who had just come back from fetching another apron and was currently holding it up for Beaux almost yelped in response to the fae’s sudden onslaught. What’s worse, she even got his name wrong. Wes snorted at the mistake and absolute face of confusion coming from the man behind the counter.

“My, so many interesting faces today!” he chimed in an attempt to grab her attention, continuing his fancy act after the blonde had stopped talking. At this point many of the nobles had turned to face another way out of sheer incredulity. First a hybrid and now a hyperactive fae. The disrespect, they probably thought. Though some of them still stole glances at the new employee.

“Yes, I would be the owner,” unsure of how exactly to proceed with the exchange, he greeted her with a smile, a hand to the heart, and a nod. “I’m not quite sure you can stay past closing time as our employees need their rest and for that I must apologize. However, a cute little fae such as yourself is welcome to come back any time and for as many treats as she would like.”

“Isn’t that right, Beaux?” Wes nodded at him, giving him a playful wink. “I’m afraid I’m a little busy at the moment, would you mind attending to our newest customer’s need? I’ll be with the two of you soon.”
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Post by Bleuenn Bosser Sat May 22, 2021 5:59 pm

A grin overtook Bleuenn's smile while the pain registered throughout the Baker's body. Though to her surprise the man handled it well far better than any baker should. As the man broke off any remaining ice, she thought on his unusually high pain tolerance. Getting hurt is an everyday occurrence, but the burn from a fire and frostbite are too entirely different forms of pain. Resting a hand over her mouth as she continued to focus on the fiery haired individual as Bleuenn was far more interested in the baker’s past or outside activities.

Shaking her head as he thanked her. “You really should have not taken it, though it was my fault for even allowing you to do so”. With the same hand she pondered with, Bleuenn would flick it away from her face to remove the trap from the bakery and reveal her less than pleased expression as her pettiness had caused harm.

Attempting to peer at the Baker’s frostbitten hands as his assistant brought out a tray of donuts while he obscured them from her view. Confused by the man’s offer as she was aware of customer service, but his actions have gone far beyond any sort of customary requirements. “That’s unnecessary as you already have a sale. I most likely have more than I need already, if you suggest your jellied donuts i’ll put those aside for myself”. Though Bleuenn spoke with confidence, she was not sure how to go about taking or packing the donuts. Looking back to the Owner, then to the tray as she doubted that the man would be able to use his hands currently. “I know you said help yourself, but do I just take them or do I merely point them out”? The young witch’s confusion and question did catch a few snickers from the crowd, but her mind was too invested in the baker and his donuts to care about the comments.

As she attempted to deal with her mini existential crisis of how to go about acquiring and carrying the mountain of donuts. The Baker called out to her, yet before he could fully introduce yet another person before himself a green blur zipped through the line breaking the sound barrier not only with her speed, but her words as well. Covering her ears in a thin layer of ice to help dull the loud fae's questioning; as while she was thankful that she drew the attention away from herself, her surprisingly thunderous voice was far from pleasant.

Though while one issue had solved itself another took its place. Gaiyans were not known to be very tolerant of their darker kin, and Bleuenn is the spitting image of a pure eldritch. Yet here she was now faced with an angel wings and all thanks to the Owner. Trying her best to smile as not to be smited where she stands. Though as she was about to ask the towering being if he could gather her order, the Owner asked the Angel Beaux to handle his fellow Gaiyan.

Bleuenn sighed as she had just possibly avoided a major altercation, but she was still stuck with the strange owner that could barely use his hand due to her poor decision to show off. “You certainly attract many odd characters Mister Wesley”!? Leaning down as she raised her voice to much as she had forgotten that she had muffled her hearing. Given the Owner a light embarrassed smile as she removed her ice muffs. "Sorry, not just for raising my voice, but my poor joke has I caused you harm for no reason but spite". Taking out her purse, Bleuenn would count out the full price for the four dozen donuts and take out a healing salve. "Let me see your hands, they need to be treated or you may have permanent damage".

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Post by Aubrey Pomme Bouffónt Sun May 23, 2021 3:13 am

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At the time of this glorious bakery’s opening, fashionably dressed as always and wearing a jacket of checkered patterns and a parted heart, Aubrey Pomme Bouffant was ushering his bewildered grandfather into the bakery. His craving for sweets had been too strong to withstand, and he easily felt enough excitement to make the bid on his behalf, but his behavior as he steered his old man in was smoother than butter. The face Walter made was a mix of ‘color me bewildered’ and ‘you’re cramping my style’; Pomme was too giddy to notice and had the gall to slap him in the face with his lips, a loving kiss to the cheek.

Those angular features of his grandson could never have belonged to the Waldens, nor those smiling lips and heavy-lidded eyes. He himself could not see his daughter in him when it came to matters of the physique but that affectionate, pushy gesture was all her, and for a moment missed her dearly and experienced a shallow level of bitterness for letting her leave the circus so young. It cost him not just his daughter but a true one-of-a-kind talent - that delightful Jesse boy. It was both the greatest and saddest day of his life; and in a similar manner so did Aubrey, Emi, and finally Alfie. Alfie could handle herself just fine despite her race, but Emi was something a little more controversial. She was still very close to his heart, but that did not overrule one of the most important details of her mysterious roots.

She was an outsider.  

Walter’s thoughts today did little to ease his nerves. The fact was, not like he explained to Aubrey by letter, there was a need to make him aware of her prolonged disappearance, something he didn’t quite mention verbally, not even on black and white. But he would talk about it after the boy had his fill of cavity-inducting goodness. Why ruin the light mood and more so on the day of this bakery’s opening?

Aubrey was too distracted to read his grandfather’s facial expressions and looked around the room. Yes: the theme was impeccable, the presentation was to die for. People he had never seen before being served generously, sublime goods on display. Before he could congratulate the employed folk, he was asked by a perfect picture Karen to address her order. Aubrey blinked as he registered the meaning behind her words. “Oh, you poor thing. You must have me confused with my good twin.” He purred, not realizing there really was another him.

Just a little smaller.

And ten times better looking.





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Post by Beaux Wed May 26, 2021 12:31 am


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Bartholomew had gestured towards a man standing nearby, then caught his attention with a clearing of this throat. Beaux turned to look. The bakery owner was a man shorter than he, dressed very professionally with striking red-orange hair. He came across as friendly to the angel, who greeted him with a small wave and a charming smile.

“Thank you,” Beaux replied as his hand was taken up by the other man’s two. Well, one. His right hand had been retracted with a cry of pain, to which Beaux’s brow furrowed in concern, worried he had caused it somehow. “This place seems comforting, I’m sure I’ll settle right in,” he agreed.

His charming boss began to introduce him to a woman sitting nearby, but more customers arriving drew his attention elsewhere. “Beaux,” the angel said to the two, completing the unfinished introduction left hanging in the air before turning to see what they were looking at. A tiny woman had just flown in and was talking up an enthusiastic storm to Bartholomew, who looked startled. Beaux couldn’t help but stare in fascination. He’d never seen a person so small, and who had wings too!

Bartholomew had fetched him an apron from the back, which the young man took gently and put on like it was second nature. He’d applied for this job at random because his gut had told him to, and by the minute it was proving to be a good choice. This place already filled him with a warm comfort. He nodded in agreement to Wes, who directed him to help the little woman that he had called a fae.

“What can I get for you?” he asked the fae, a pleasant smile on his face. He didn’t know what all they sold or where to find it, but he was determined to try his best!

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Post by Elloise Wed May 26, 2021 9:39 pm

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When it comes to Elloise, there really wasn't much forethought put into her actions; at least not often. She didn't think about the customers. She didn't think about the possible line prior to her arrival. She didn't think the etiquette required to enter the establishment nor the consequences of her loud, boastful outbursts of energy. Oh well, luckily for her there wasn't much in that brain of hers that worried about these kinds of things.

“My, so many interesting faces today!”

The voice immediately ripped the curious little Fae's attention as her eyes darted in the direction of it's origin. To her surprise, this man was prettier than Betholew- Barbeque? She'd already forgotten. As she titled her head to the right, she listened attentively as he spoke; a little blush appearing on her visage as her called her cute. "So, he's a sweet talker, is he?", she thought to herself "I hope his sweets aren't as silver as his tongue". Essentially handing her off to a new employee, she was greeted by a drop dead gorgeous man with the prettiest blue eyes. Oh, if only the girls at home could see this; they'd be so jealous right now. Anyhoot, as the new employee greeted her and asked for her order, Elloise read his name tag before greeting him and addressing the owner.

"Weeeeeellllll", almost as if she were charging for a blast, she exploded into a flurry of answers and questions. "First I want to thank that handsome owner for acknowledge how cute I am. I'm pretty awesome and it means a lot that other people know that too. Second, I'm going to hold him to allowing me to come here whenever I'd like; I don't think he understands what he's brought upon his Restaurant but it's too late now. Oh oh, also also! You don't have to worry about employees needing to serve me when it closes, I'll just let myself out when I wake up from my nap! Alright, now let's take a look at your menu...", giving one final scan of the menu, she took a deep breath of air before going over her list.

"Strawberry shortcake, strawberry cheesecake, a strawberry parfait, a strawberry and white chocolate cookie, a strawberry milkshake, and a strawberry lemonade to wash it down. After my first nap we'll get into the chocolates, does that work for you Mr...", she struggled on how to pronounce the name on the tag, "Boo? Also, is there a super duper comfy place to sit here? Like, I know all the chairs are probably comfy but like really comfy you know? OH OH! And is there a window seat? I can sit by the window? Can I? Can I"?

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Post by wes Thu May 27, 2021 10:36 pm


all these little lies
and most of them are mine
my words are coated in honey and wine
He observed as the little winged gaiyan blushed with a pleasant smile, happy to have elicited a nice reaction. Though as he tried to keep up with her speech, he found it harder and harder not to tune out her little voice. He did, however, deliver a small gesture akin to a dutiful ‘you’re welcome’ at having called her cute. If she was right about one thing it was that Wes had no idea what he had gotten himself into. But really, how much could a bird-sized woman eat?

Wait.

How would she even pay for all the sweets? Would she be able to afford all those orders? She wasn’t shutting up anytime soon. And before he could think any further about the logistics behind faes and vyldergold Wes gave Beaux a few pats on the shoulder as both a sign of good luck and his sincerest apologies, “Let me know if you need any help, alright? Just call and I’ll be right over.”

Turning away, he was immediately met with the blue-haired eldritch screaming in his face. Startled and confused, the redhead almost shrunk back at the suddenness. “I… certainly do…?” he replied, watching the odd girl remove some sort of ice plugs from her ears. Had she heard him, he didn’t know. Surprisingly, Bleu apologized for the incident and his confused face softened as she even offered to help heal him.

“Oh, no need to apologize I do believe the accident was well-deserved. I suppose I let my antics get the better of me. I’m inclined to say that it would take more than a simple ice burn to really cause any damage. Yet if the miss insists, I will gladly allow her to assist me.”

His hand was still freezing. Even know he could feel the ice prickle through his skin as he held out his hand for her. The skin in his palm had turned red, inflamed. Expected. And he feigned surprise at having seen it.

“Huh, maybe I do need the help,” he said, flexing his hand slightly.

A minute later the muffled sound of the bell rang once more, threatening to go unnoticed by the bakery’s owner due to all the commotion. About to welcome whoever stepped through, he caught himself midsentence. The flash of red hair and the undeniable similarity leaving him speechless. If Bleu had been applying the ointment by now, she’d find Wes gripping her hand with enough force for it to hurt. Yet his customer-friendly smile never disappeared.

So many odd characters indeed.

The more Wes observed him, however, the more he figured it wasn’t him. From the polite way the man handled himself to the affection he showed the old man, this wasn’t Andrea. Though if it weren’t for the differences in height, Wes and this man could pass for twins.

“Welcome!” the shorter redhead called out from his spot near the counter, hoping to catch the taller one’s attention. Behind Wes, a slightly annoyed Bartholomew quickly packed up donuts of all colors placing them all in four separate boxes.

“Please take a seat or feel free to browse at your leisure, we’ll be with you in just a moment. We’re a little bit packed as you can see.”
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Post by Bleuenn Bosser Fri May 28, 2021 2:41 am

Bleuenn's face crinkled as she listened to Wesley try to talk his way out of her care. She was about to give him a lecture on the dangers of frostbite and how one cannot see the damage done until after the inflicted area has been thawed. However the man quickly changed his tune at the sight of his inflamed hands. Yet even though he had agreed, Bleuenn was not overly fond of his casual attitude towards his affliction, though she understood that he could not see what she could.

"I'm glad you agree". Handing the payment to Bartholomew, Bleuenn placed the salve on the nearby counter just as she gently took hold of Wesley's hands. Cupping her hands over top of the baker's she huffed on his hands to warm them out while simultaneously dispelling any remaining magic that was still present on the baker's hands. Anchoring both of Wesley's hands on her right arm, Bleuenn opened the salve dabbing the tip of two of her fingers with the gelatinous substance. Focusing solely on Wesley's hands the young witch surgically smoothed the salve across the baker's hands in the like of a baker icing a cake.

As she was placing the finishing touches on Wesley's hands, his hand shut on her finger pinching it. Snapping her hand back from the pain while looking up to the man apologetically, "I am sorry mister". Bleuenn paused as she looked up at the man as her eyes fell upon an ominous magic radiating off of him. What is that? It's not his magic as I don't see any magic radiating from Wesley himself. Though the odd magic did not extend to Wesley alone. Following the strange almost web like link to Bartholomew who had just finished packing her order looking displeased about something or someone. However, while the strange ominous magic match with Wesley the location was different. Stepping away from the Owner as she looked all around the bakery as many blackish web like threads branched out of Wesley. Yet the only ones who were connected by the odd magic were those attached to the bakery. Is it a curse or a spirit? Whatever it is, it does not seem to be doing anything at all aside from simply attaching itself to the bakery staff. Looking to the angel Beaux to confirm her theory fell flat as he was bound together like that of Wesley and Bartholomew. Though even if her lead had just died off, a new opportunity had opened up to her.

Curtsying to Wesley while taking the boxes of donuts. "Thank you for your company and service. I hope that your business continues to thrive". While she acted as if she was leaving the establishment all Bleuenn really did was move a few steps to close in on the two Gaiyan. "Excuse me Mister Beaux for intruding on your transaction, but I'd like to speak with your current customer". Placing the boxes of donuts down as she focused on the golden haired fairy. "I'm sorry, Miss but I do not know your name". Despite her nature the fairy before her held a complex type of magic, there was no doubt in Bleuenn's mind that she would have the same magical sensitivity as herself. "If I can take a moment of your time, can I request that you look at the Owner of the bakery and his assistant". Looking away as she collected herself as she did not know how to act around Gaiyan as they no doubt despised her eldritch half. "However, I have another request if you are willing and or you are unable to sense the magic attached to the two men". Facing the small Fae with a determined look while opening one of the donut boxes. "I would be willing to give you these donuts as payment for your input". Holding the box open as, Bleuenn remained silent as she stared the Fae down.  Though as she waited for the Fairy's response her mind thought back on how the donuts for her mission. However, lives and safety of others were more important than a full pocket.

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