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[sidhe_king]

Micah is sprawled on a couch with a book, barefoot and radiating warmth as he reads.
Ganymede has a soda bottle and a bowl of fluffy popcorn that's slightly sweet, listening to music and just relaxing.
Finvarra is, as usual, laying on one of the rafter beams, playing with his fairylights and sending sparks of light raining own on people.
Jacob is at a table with a plastic tactile toy--untouched--listening to the bar around him.
Kida is trying to peel off the blue hoodie that's far too large for her, wet after playing in the snow flurries outside.
Nori is bent over a book, forehead resting on the pages. Her hand hods a pen, though she appears to be asleep.

[tiny tags: Finvarra and Jacob]
[ooc: open forever.]

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[sunbaked_baker]

The kitchen door swings open with a slight squeak, and there are quick footsteps heading towards a pretty centrally-located table.

With them come the smells of warm cinnamon rolls and slightly melty chocolate and caramel. Because that's how Sunshine rolls, yo.

And how she pays for her tab, but that's less cool.

[beatoftheworld]

Jacob tilts his head, and stands to head towards the table with the smells; he doesn't see the spilled glass in his way, and didn't ear the shattering of a glass, and falls.

This time he bends before falling like a tree, and only ends up on his hands and knees.

[sunbaked_baker]

"Hey!" Sunshine says, having looked around at the sound of the crash. She hurries around the table and kneels down beside Jacob. "Hey, you all right?"

[beatoftheworld]

"Yeah, yeah," he says, reaching out to the voice to stand and hopefully not fall again. The floor here is harder than the soft leaf matter where he usually is.

"I'm okay."

[sunbaked_baker]

Sunshine takes his hand and helps him up. She can't deny that the electrical tape over the man's eyes is... weird. But 'weird' is the watchword for the clientele of this place.

She may even get used to it, one day.

Maybe.

"Lucky you didn't hit a chair on the way down. This way. Here, there's a chair just to your right." She moves the hand she has hold of down to the back of a chair at her table.

[beatoftheworld]

He takes her hands, standing awkwardly and feeling up her arms, reaching out with one hand to feel for the chair.

"Been hit with worse."

[sunbaked_baker]

She helps him down onto the chair, laughing slightly. "Still. Hitting that floor is probably not that fun."

[beatoftheworld]

"Too many noises to hear all the ones that crack."

He means glasses. This might not be apparent.

[sunbaked_baker]

Yeaaaah, that's not nearly as clear as crystal to her.

Though she gets part of the gist, at least.

"Yeah, even when it's relatively quiet, there's a bunch of things going on. And it's not exactly quiet, now." The late-mid-afternoon rush will be starting soon, just before sundown.

[beatoftheworld]

"Basically."

He sits, but doesn't let go of her arms yet;, he tilts his head. "Funny."

[sunbaked_baker]

"Hm?" Sunshine is slightly confused and uneasy about a stranger having hold of her arms.

"What's funny?"

[beatoftheworld]

"You're the baker around here?"

He queries strange things sometimes; Jacob can feel the tension in her arms and can smell the spices on her, and hear the way the wood creaks under her shoes as she shifts her weight, little things.

"Good muscle tone for one."

[sunbaked_baker]

"I'm a baker, yeah," she answers, nodding. "I spend my time convincing stiff, surly dough to loosen up and rise, and lifting heavy trays of baked goods into and out of ovens."

[beatoftheworld]

"Never got into that," he remarks, offhandedly as he relaxes.

"Cinnamon rolls, huh?"

[sunbaked_baker]

"Among other things, of course," she smiles, straightening up.

"What are your views on chocolate?"

[beatoftheworld]

"Don't have it often," he says.

[sunbaked_baker]

Sunshine smiles, and it's certainly audible in her tone.

"Wanna?"

[beatoftheworld]

Jacob tilts his head.





"Sure."

[sunbaked_baker]

There's the rush of air as she moves over to the tray. The sound of a serving fork against the tray - a faint rustle of napkins, the chime of a fork being taken from its brethren, and all being set at Jacob's elbow.

"The sweeter one is Chocoholia. The less sweet, more intense one is Bitter Chocolate Death."

"... I have a strange sense of humor when it comes to naming desserts."

[beatoftheworld]

He manages with the fork, making a soft click as he holds it before taking a bite of first the sweeter treat and then the more bitter.

Jacob's face is impassive, but not harsh s he tastes both. "Pretty good."

[sunbaked_baker]

"I'm Sunshine," she says, after a moment in which she gets herself a cinnamon roll, still gooey with icing.

[fowl_beast]

Pen.

Sleeping girl

Weird gloves. Really weird gloves. Gloves that the girl probably can't feel through.

It's just too much temptation.

Rania sneaks her way over to Nori's table.

[electro_kinetic]

It is true that she couldn't feel anything, but it is not that she's asleep.

Nori jerks up as soon as she feels someone approach her and clenches both fists, crackling with electric current.

[fowl_beast]

YUM

Wait, wait, why did the air just become tasty?

She stops where she is, inhaling deeply. And watching the girl's gloves. Why do they look delicious?

In her bewilderment, she has forgotten about the pen.

She looks, forgive the pun, shocked.

[electro_kinetic]

"And you're staring at me why?"

[fowl_beast]

"You smell... good?"

She then pinches the bridge of her nose and winces. "I don't know, today has just been so fucking weird. I've eaten and eaten and eaten all day and I am still hungry, and now you smell like food."

She looks up at the roof, sighs, and asks "Why me? I am going to gain so much weight" she complains to the rafters.

[electro_kinetic]

"You think electricity smells good?"

Yeah, that's weird. Maybe it's an alien thing; the chick looks human, but that's not altogether unusual here.

"Are you knocked up?"

[fowl_beast]

"Yeah," she says, unsure of herself. "I mean no. Not pregnant. I hope not." She looks spooked. "Do pregnant women have cravings for electricity?"

She takes a seat near Nori. She is struggling to keep her hands away from Noriko's sparking gauntlets. Doesn't electricity hurt if you touch it though?

[electro_kinetic]

"I don't think so..."

Hell, with the number of offworlders here, someone might. She has no idea.

[fowl_beast]

Soon enough, there is a small enough gap between Nori's gauntlets and her hand that a spark can make the jump. The sound of it makes her blink, but it doesn't hurt. It actually feels kind of filling.

She moves her hand closer and more sparks jump the gap. This is confusing.