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Irvyn Whitmoore

I'm late, I'm late, for a very important date...

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a character in “As Real As Can Be”, as played by rubytuesday

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N A M E
Irvyn Jeremiah Whitmoore

N I C K N A M E / S
Vinny | By his friends | Sometimes | Likes
Irv | By his friends | Rarely | Dislikes

S P E C I E S
Fallen angel

G E N D E R
Male

A G E
Twenty three

S E X U A L I T Y
Biromantic | Heterosexual

D I A L O G U E
#5E5E7D

T H O U G H T
Grey

F A I R Y T A L E . C H A R A C T E R
White Rabbit from Alice in Wonderland






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Polite ; Compassionate ; Intellectual ; Awkward ; Loyal ; Protective ; Gentlemanly ; Naive ; Generous

Irvyn is a rather odd individual in that he is socially awkward and naive, despite his intellectual superiority to almost any individual he has come to meet on his travels. He has spent nearly his entire life around one person, a girl that he never even interacted with, and so it isn't all that surprising that when it comes to conversation, he isn't all that adept. He is a listener rather than a talker, a person that someone else can rely on to help bear the weight of their problems. Perhaps it is because he spend so long unwillingly listening to the thoughts poured onto the pages of his beloved's diary in her teen years, that he has learnt how to show empathy and consideration. He nods at all the right times, and speaks when necessary.
He is quite humorous in his lack of social skills, often having to follow suit from his two companions (hopefully Ari rather than Gin...), and finding himself stumbling over his mannerisms in a way that can only be described as endearing. This being said, despite his lack of smooth lines and suave words, he has picked up a fair few admirers through his travels thanks to his gentlemanly nature. His posture breathes a confidence that he himself is unaware he possesses, and through random, unintentionally swoony acts of heroism, he has incidentally sent a number of women into daydreams of a mysterious man coming to their aid, a story straight out of a cheesy romance novel.
He is very protective, and will jump to anyone's aid if they so need it, and he has a number of immovable values, ranging from dinner manners to how to treat a lady.
He is kind, and when in his comfort zone, isn't unlikely to spout a bit of dry humor or sarcasm, typically directed towards Gin, a girl that he shares an extremely close, banter-filled relationship with.





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Every human on the planet has an unseen companion. An angel. An angel that watches over them, and is dedicated to their life, however seemingly insignificant it may be. These angels come into existence from their human's first breath, conjured in an unseen utopia above, immediately taking on adult form as to watch their human, and, more importantly, keep their Time.

You see, these angels are not guardians.

When a human takes their first breath, two things are formed. An angel, and a pocketwatch. The pocket watch's hands move with the person's life, slowly turning as to reach twelve, the final hour, at the end of a person's life. It is an angel's job to wield this time piece, ensure that the hand continues moving as usual, and collect the person's soul after their life has ended.

Irvyn's human was a young woman named Sophia Chaplin, a bright, freckle-faced maiden with a gap between her teeth and scorching red hair. Irvyn silently watched over her as she grew up. He witnessed her torment at the hands of school bullies, her sorrow at the death of her mother, her happiness upon being accepted into Harvard. What began as the typical blankness that all angels are expected to have - emotionless, with only duty on one's mind - changed. For whatever reason, Irvyn found that what should have been grey was tinted rose, and where his expressions should have been somber and unsmiling, the corners of his mouth curled upwards, and dimples indented his cheeks. He found himself laughing at Sophia's endearing clumsiness, inspired by her stubborn determination, entranced by her inner strength.

He found himself falling in love with her.

However, he knew that his love was not only unrequited, but also impossible, and so he resigned himself to loving her from a distance, caring for her without ever sharing the soft glances, affectionate smiles and longing gazes that he often found himself bestowing upon her. He was sad, but through her happiness, he allowed himself to feel content in her own success.

But then her clock sped up.

Sophia grew ill, and she didn't get better. A cancer began in her lungs, and she was admitted to hospital. Her fiery locks were replaced by smooth scalp, and her once full face became thin and sallow. Irvyn couldn't bear to see his beloved this way, and as he watched the hand moving towards twelve, he committed the most horrendous of Angel crimes.

He stopped it.

Sophia began to get better, with a startling recovery that could only be magic, and Irvyn was again able to witness her in all her sunniness. But angels are not fools, and it did not take long for them to discover than one of the seven billion humans on the planet was living her life in a single moment, not aging, only smiling.

The aftermath was something that Irvyn wishes he could forget.

Cast from 'Heaven', Irvyn's immortality was taken from him, and Sophia's watch was sped up.

She died three months later.

Irvyn, now practically human, was left to wander the globe, constantly reminded of his woes by the dead, brass stopwatch he is forced to carry at all times. It was not long after his banishment that he met to outcasts like himself, and has since found himself journeying with them, finally arriving in this little, quaint town.


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So begins...

Irvyn Whitmoore's Story

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Character Portrait: Elsa Arendelle Character Portrait: Cruella de Vil Character Portrait: Jack Frost Character Portrait: Belle Chloe French Character Portrait: Ruby Hood Character Portrait: Ari Glass Character Portrait: Gretel Fischer Character Portrait: Ariel Atlantica Character Portrait: Loup Hood Character Portrait: Gin Saito Character Portrait: Gold Lockhart Character Portrait: Eric West Character Portrait: Rapunzel Character Portrait: Irvyn Whitmoore Character Portrait: Remus Weaver Character Portrait: Trixie Bell Character Portrait: Peter Panning Character Portrait: Flynn Ryder Character Portrait: Adam Bestia Character Portrait: Antonio FaolΓ‘n Character Portrait: Amelia Hollis Character Portrait: Hansel Fischer Character Portrait: Remus Gold
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Dialogue Color: #ff2929 || Location: Ruby's Cafe/Diner

ImageRuby stood behind the counter of her cafe early in the morning waiting for her new employee, Gretel Fischer to arrive. Around this time everyone in town was beginning to wake up but as for Ruby, she always seemed to find herself awakening at the crack of dawn. It was something she never seemed able to understand.

The air was slightly chilled from the light fog that was beginning to lift itself from the ground and dissipate into the air as the sun rose higher into the sky. It was cold enough to send slight shivers throughout your body but not bad enough that you needed to cover yourself. This was the kind of weather Ruby always loved. Not too hot, not too cold. But of course she knew it was going to warm up in the afternoon, it was summer after all. She was just glad that summer was going to be coming to an end soon.

Ruby finally got everything in the diner ready for the day and she stepped into the kitchen and began cooking up her father's breakfast. He always asked for the same thing, sausage, eggs, biscuit, and even a waffle or pancake, depending on what his mood is like when he wakes up. She loves helping out her father, but she just wished he would return to himself so she wouldn't have to be waiting on him like this every morning, he would just be able to come to the diner when he wanted to. But either way, she knew she shouldn't complain. He would do the same thing for her, well, she hoped he would anyway.

Just as she finished cooking her father's food, she wrote and note and placed it on the counter in the diner just in case Gretel got there before she returned from bringing her father his wanted breakfast. The note read: Gretel, I will return soon until then keep the front door locked and feel free to get yourself a drink and what not. When I return I will start you on your training, won't take long.

Ruby walked the ten minutes back to her home, the big house in the middle of Crimson Grove, her father was the mayor. She stepped inside and made her way up the stairs pass her room, Belle's room; she seemed to still be sleeping, and finally arrived to her father's room. Ruby knocked on the door a couple times before opening it up and speaking, "I have your breakfast," she stated as she set it down on the small table in his room. "I need to return to the diner, I'm training a new girl today. If you need anything have Belle get in touch with me. I love you Pa," she stated before turning on her heels and beginning on her way back to the diner.
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As Ruby walked through the empty streets, it seemed as if things were starting to pick up for the day's busy schedules most people had. She just hoped she wouldn't run into Flynn Ryder any time today. The past couple of days he has been trying to take things from her, but of course she was always able to sense him coming close to her without even being within four feet from her. That was always one of the things she enjoyed about being a wolf. But no matter how much she enjoyed the good parts, the bad parts were nothing she would want to put up with.

Just thinking about what she is capable of, the things she has done just makes her sick to her stomach. The brunette finally reached the door to the diner and she stepped in, opening the diner for business. She slid the hood off her head, though she kept the red, silk cloth draped around her body. This was the last thing she had from her grandmother and it was so much more important than some sort of remembrance item. She just hoped nobody would find out.

"Gretel, are you here?" she called out to the empty diner, hoping that she would come across her somewhere in the building.

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Character Portrait: Ruby Hood Character Portrait: Ari Glass Character Portrait: Gretel Fischer Character Portrait: Gin Saito Character Portrait: Gold Lockhart Character Portrait: Irvyn Whitmoore Character Portrait: Remus Weaver Character Portrait: Trixie Bell Character Portrait: Peter Panning Character Portrait: Flynn Ryder Character Portrait: Antonio FaolΓ‘n
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The trio didn't fit together, as far as appearances went. They were cut from different cloth, one lace, one silk, and one suede. They were three walking stereotypes, a miniature Breakfast Club cast, thrown together by a twisted fate. The princess, with her ivory locks and contagious giggle. The brain, with his preppy outfit and awkward mannerisms. And the basket case, with her heavy boots picking fights with the cobblestones, and her hair catching the light, this day a pale lilac, although it was prone to change.

They walked side by side, and chattered amongst themselves as they entered the mysterious town that they had decided to stop by in for a little while. Of course, with them, a 'little while' could be between a couple of days to a month or so, and thus their conversation was less focused on how long they'd be staying in Crimson Grove and more about where they could find something to eat.

"I don't suppose you have any idea where you're going?" The 'brain' frowned pointedly at the purple-haired girl to his left, who seemed to be directing the group in every direction. In most cases, he would be enjoying himself at the prospect of a new environment, taking in the sights and admiring the architecture. However, at this current time, he and his two companions were rather deadset on something far more important: breakfast.

"Perhaps a map...?"

The girl responded snark that wasn't all that out of character, although the bluntness of it was certainly spurred by her empty stomach. "Oh, right, of course! A map! I'll just whip out my 'A to Z Atlas of Obscure Towns..." She feigned reaching into her back in search of the fictional book, before shooting him a withering look. In response, he only tutted.

"It's weird that this place is so unknown, though, right?" The 'princess' chipped in merrily, apparently far less prone to hunger-driven sulks that her friends. As she looked around, her eyes were wide with childlike enthusiasm, and her pale lips were curled into a smile. "I mean, it's pretty cute, and it's right by the seasi- Oh! Look!" She pointed eagerly to a shop sign, and the others followed her gesture before the faces broke into relieved smiles.

"About bloody time. I thought I was gonna starve to death." "You ate yesterday." "Your point is?"

With Ari now leading the way, the three entered the cafe. As they walked through the door, the bell above rang out with a cheery softness, as though welcoming them in. They moved over to a free table in the corner, sliding into the seats before immediately picking up the menus laid out on the smooth, polished wood.

Ari looked about the diner with the same enthusiastic smile she had wielded so prettily before, and nudged Irvyn in the arm, -at the same time prodding Gin's leg with her foot- to get their attention. "And this diner's cute, too! I don't get why we haven't visited this place before!"

Gin shrugged, still eyeing up the menu, in her head deciding on a bowl of fries and a strawberry thickshake. "I dunno. It is cute, I guess. A little weird, though."

Irvyn raised his eyebrows, perplexed, and Ari frowned curiously. "Weird? How so?"

Gin shrugged once more, trying to think up a reason for the odd feeling she got by being here, in this little town. It was strange, but she felt as though this place was... different. Different to all the other villages, cities, and towns that they'd wandered through before. Why? God knows.

"I dunno. It just is."

"Oh. It 'just is'. How very informative."

"Shut up."

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Character Portrait: Cruella de Vil Character Portrait: Jack Frost Character Portrait: Ruby Hood Character Portrait: Ari Glass Character Portrait: Gretel Fischer Character Portrait: Loup Hood Character Portrait: Gin Saito Character Portrait: Gold Lockhart Character Portrait: Irvyn Whitmoore Character Portrait: Remus Weaver Character Portrait: Trixie Bell Character Portrait: Peter Panning Character Portrait: Flynn Ryder
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Image"Can I have pancakes with berries and syrup, please Ruby? And do you still have that berry tea. If you don't, I'll just have a normal tea." she heard the little fairy question and just like every other time before, she would nod her head and write down her order among the others she had heard from the patrons at the counter. "Of course I still have the berry tea. I honestly kept it around because it's your favorite," she stated before turning back towards the new blonde guy who apparently seemed to know the doctor.

"Why good morning Miss Hood, how is your father doing?" She sighed and just shrugged her shoulders, "Just as he was months ago. There has been no change." Ruby honestly just wished her father would hurry up and return to normal. It would be so much easier to help him change his ways without his wolf getting in the middle of all the decisions he chooses to make.

"Oh, I'll take a coffee, if you don't mind." Ruby jotted down his coffee order before stepping back into the kitchen and placed Trixie's order upon the line with the other orders and she immediately started fixing Trixie and Remus's drinks. After a couple minutes, she stepped out with the coffee and tea before setting them down in front of the two of them. "Your pancakes will be out in five minutes," she stated to her best friend. At that moment she thought back to Belle, wondering how she was doing this morning. Maybe she'd stop by back and home and check on her father and Belle during lunch.

Just when she thought the rest of the morning was going to go by so plainly she noticed Flynn and Gold step inside and take a seat after studying all of the customers who were inside. Ruby immediately felt for Gretel, seeing as how she had to deal with taking those thieves orders. Ruby just hoped they wouldn't attempt taking things from her shop. She didn't want to get the police involved, again. That was the last thing on her list of things to do, ever.

Ruby chuckled a bit when she noticed Eric's dog running off again, something that happened almost every morning Eric took Max out for a walk. She shook her head and returned her attention back to the customers in the diner. Just then the bell rang for her to grab Trixie's food.

Ruby walked back into the kitchen, retrieved the food and set it down in front of Trixie. "Here you go," just as she spoke she noticed Jack Frost step inside.

She stepped away from Trixie, knowing that he was going to speak to her among all people and she didn't want to make either of them feel like she was just wanting to be in the middle of their business, so she began making herself busy. Just as she stepped away, she felt a freezing chill down her spine. She shivered a bit and glanced over at Jack with a soft smile, knowing it had to be him. When she got cold chills, they never felt like ice, so there was no other reason for it. Deep down Ruby wished she would be able to get to know Jack instead of just knowing what she sees.

After a couple moments, Ruby heard her father howling. She immediately dropped what she was doing and was getting ready to run out after her father, but Jack stopped her. He placed his hand upon her shoulder, sending an immense amount of cold chills throughout her body, he was going to take care of her father for her. "Thanks," was all she managed to say before he went on his way. She hoped her father was alright.

The brunette leaned over to Trixie and eyed the necklace and wand she had in her hand, "What was that about?" she questioned before looking over at Flynn who seemed to have a huge eye on Trixie's new possessions. "Now you might want to put those items out of sight before a couple hands get a hold of them," she whispered, signaling towards Flynn and Gold.
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Though once again, she was interrupted by another newcomer, a rather glamorous one at that matter. Though she just couldn't help but feel like there was something dangerous about that woman. She watched as she sat down at one of the booths before attempting to start up a conversation with Gretel. Ruby sighed when she noticed three more people stepping inside and figured that she mind as well give Gretel a bit of help with the tables.

Ruby stepped out from behind the counter and stepped up to the table where the three newcomers sat. "Hello, I'm Ruby Hood, I'll be your waitress this morning. What could I get you?" she questioned.

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"Good morning Antonio, have a nice run?" "You bet." he cheerfully answered before turning his attention towards the menu. Everything on it always sounded so good to him but them again Andy would eat anything, he was a person big on food. Finally his eyes landed on what he wanted to eat, pancakes with blueberry syrup, scrambled eggs and bacon. If there was one thing Andy was good at then it was definitely eating and a lot. The wolf boy was about to get up when Trixie walked in and gave everyone a smile and greeting. Andy being himself smiled back and gave her a small wave. Then right after another person walked in, a blonde-ish male. Andy hadn't seen him around town but then again he doesn't think he had met everyone yet so he brushed it off as one of the towns people he hasn't met yet but his assumption was corrected when he heard Ruby greet him. She had welcomed him to Crimson Grove so obviously the guy wasn't from here.

Making a mental note to introduce himself later, Andy once again got distracted by Flynn who walked in with his sidekick. Honestly Andy had no problem with the little blonde even if she may have a problem with him or not but Flynn was another case. Andy sometimes wanted to get along with the guy but when he got shady and tried to steal from Ruby the couple of times since Andy's been here it got him a bit annoyed but whatever, the guy hasn't done anything yet so they were on good terms until then. Next came a tall man with a cane that Antonio only saw about once or twice around town, he was the towns doctor if he remembered correctly. Next was Jack, he walked in and exchanged some words with Trixie when all of a sudden that loud howl pierced through Andy's ears.

He sat up stiff as he looked out the large window towards were the sound came from with his head slowly titling sideways. His eyes flashed red for what seemed like a split second and he could see his reaction in the glass. Hearing some plates clatter behind him he turned to see Ruby looking worried and about to run out of here when Jack stopped her. Andy just stared at her, he didn't mean to honestly but he gave her that same curious tilt of the head that he just did. Was there someone else out there like him and Ruby in this town? His ears picked up on the door bell that chimed when it was open and a strong scent hit his nose. An odd mix of cigarette smoke and perfume came off this tall, fancy looking woman.

There was something off about her that Andy couldn't put his finger on but the dogs are what distracted him quickly from her. One growled at him but Andy couldn't help but to stare at them with a goofy grin and a childish gleam in his eyes once more. Andy loved all dogs no matter how big or small they were or how they acted or looked. He adored the slobbering and yapping creatures. Getting up from the booth with menu in hand he trotted over to the counter and took a seat next to the woman. If the lad had a tail, it'll be wagging all over the place right now. Flashing his wolf eyes down at the dogs for a second he then reached down to pet the closest to him. It let him without protest and Andy rubbed his ears before smiling over to the woman then at Gretel. " Hey, your working here now?" he asked curiously before continuing with his order. "I'll have pancakes with blueberry syrup, scrambled eggs and bacon please."
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The wolf boy sat there waiting for his food while the woman next to him began talking to Gretel, he tried not to be nosy but since he was sitting next to her there was no way to not listen to her. The diner was getting pretty busy wasn't it? He thought to himself when he heard the door open again. Right there is when an all too familiar scent punched Antonio in the nose. His head quickly jerked over the group of three that just walked in. Among them was a face he knew too well because he had knew her before he even cursed by the wolf. He blinked a couple of times making sure what he saw was real and not just some trick of hunger but no matter how many times he blinked she was still there. In all honestly he thought she was dead, not turning back was one of his regrets when she told him to run. How depressed he and Amelia were after that.

He thought he lost a dear friend, one of his most treasured people, one out of a handful of people he considered family. Gin was among others though, a pale, beautiful girl who's face seemed vaguely familiar and a young man who reminded Andy of a rabbit. Something felt off about her too and once again he couldn't stop his staring and that tilt of the head he did when he was curious about something. Half of him wanted to jump out of his chair and hug Gin but the other half wasn't so sure that she recognized him.

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Ruby quickly explained what Gretel needed to do, while passing her a notepad and pen. Gretel nodded dumbly trying to remember everything. Her memory was not the best. Though according to her fifth grade teacher neither was her mathematics ability, handwriting and social skills. Incidentally Gretel also hated her fifth grade teacher. "If you have any questions, I'd suggest you ask them now,"

"Um," Gretel looked down at the notepad in her hands, quickly running through her instructions in her head. "Take order. Hang order in kitchen. Bell rings. Take food to table. How hard can that be?"

"Oh, you'll need this," Ruby said as she handed Gretel an apron.

Gretel was relieved that the apron was white. She had actually been dreading the fact that she might be made to wear a frilly, floral apron. A thought she had accidentally mentioned to Hansel. He of course thought she was being ridiculous. Though she had got him to admit that he also would like to avoid having to wear a frilly, floral apron.

The door to the store opened as their first customer of the day arrived. "Morning ladies!" Antonio chirped happily as he sat in one of the booth. Gretel was kind of happy he picked the booth over the bar; that was she got to serve him. The boy hadn't been in town long, but Gretel doesn't take long when deciding whether she liked something or not, and she had decided she like Antonio.

"Alright, let's get to work then," Ruby said and she left to go behind the bar.

Gretel made her way over to Antonio's booth. " Hey, your working here now?"

"Yep, lucky you, my first customer," Gretel replied dully."Anyway Andy, I see you got the dress code," Gretel motioned to his apparent lack of shirt. Apparently he liked to run shirtless. Of course she had never seen him running shirtless as that would involve actually getting out of bed before midday, which was something she was willing to try for a view of Antonio shirtless. Though more than one of the oldies at the Nursing Home had been talking up fearsome tales of the town's first nudist moving in "So what can I get you for breakfast?"

Gretel looked across the restaurant and noticed how full it had gotten. She hadn't even noticed all the people entering. Maybe she wasn't going to make such a great waitress after all. Of course she didn't fail to notice that Flynn had come in, and he was sitting at one of the booths, meaning she would get to serve him. When she caught Flynn's eye she smiled at him.

However her smile dropped immediately as another customer entered the store. Now she was a Lady. She had black and white hair, blood red lipstick, and diamonds around her neck. Gretel felt her skin start to tingle. Gretel wasn't a particularly good witch. Partly due to the fact she never cared much for practice, and partly because after her parents left, her and Hansel were forced to learn their supernatural craft on their own. Of course with some help from the internet. Gretel knew enough about witchcraft though to know what dark magic felt like.

"I'll have pancakes with blueberry syrup, scrambled eggs and bacon please." Antonio said, dragging Gretel's attention away from the woman.

Gretel forced herself to look back at Antonio. "Uh, Yeah sure, that will just be a few minutes."Gretel replied as she wrote down his order and took it into the kitchen.

Gretel knew she'd have to talk to the woman eventually. "Hi, what can i get for you?" Gretel asked trying her best to be polite.

"Hello, Darling. I'll take a black coffee and an order of scrambled egg whites." The woman said with a pleasant smile, that made Gretel feel more at ease. "Oh stop it you wretched thing!" The woman said to one of her very large dogs that started barking.

"Yep, that's fine, it won't be long." Gretel replied, all ready to take the order to the kitchen.

"Oh, Darling, one more thing if you don't mind." The woman said leaning, giving Gretel a good whiff of her very strong perfume.

"Yea?"

"You see my husband and I just moved into town and we're trying to get to know the community a little better. We're thinking about having a housewarming party and, well-" The woman looked a little uncomfortable, so Gretel tried to smile and look friendly. "I'm not really sure if we invited the locals that anyone would come. Do you think the people here would be open to having a soirΓ©e at a complete stranger's house or is that idea just demented?" The woman shook her head. "I'm sorry, Darling, you probably don't want a strange englishwoman asking your advice this early in the morning."

Besides the fact Gretel hated being called darling, the woman seemed perfectly harmless. After all, dark witches didn't hsve soirΓ©es and worried about whether or not people would come. Gretel just shrugged. "It is a little early in the morning, but I say go ahead, I'm sure people will want to come, and if they don't, who cares."

Incidentally at that moment, Trixie turned around in her seat, and pronounced that she would love to come. Gretel gave the woman an 'I told you so look,' and went to put the ladies order in the kitchen. Gretel sighed, if the woman did go ahead with her idea, Gretel did not want to go, but she knew Ariel would definitely want to two of them to go.

Next up Gretel went to Flynn and Gold's table. "Here's trouble," She said approaching their booth. "Should I tell Ruby to check the till money after you two leave?" Gretel asked jokingly. "What can I get you guys?" She pulled out her notepad and got ready to take their orders.

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The pendant was brown in color, unpainted and unpolished, carved simply from wood. As Ari fiddled with it, as she so often did, it fell around and over her slender fingers, as they rose and ducked to continue the trinket's dance. Ari had always been a twitcher. She could not sit and wait without something to keep her occupied, be it a loose thread, a lock of hair, or, more often than not, the simple necklace she now played with. Her thoughts were focused on the menu, mentally inhaling every scrumptious sounding treat that the pages were laden with, before deciding on the 'Ruby Special'.

Just as she was pondering which drink she would have, she felt the hairs on the back of her neck rise, and she looked about her. The feeling one was being watched was an odd one, often unfounded, sourced only by paranoia, but this time, she discovered her instincts rang true.

The boy was... well, he was handsome, and she could not help but notice his lack of a shirt, which encouraged a small smirk to appear on her lips. However, she was more taken by his heavy gaze, and the way his eyes seemed to swim in memories, as though locked in a daydream, or face to face with something one thought they'd forgotten.

But he wasn't looking at her.

Ari glanced to her Gin, looking back and forth between the two before not-so-subtly leaning over to the violet-haired djinn. In a rubbish-ly hushed whisper, Ari spoke to the girl's ear. "Uh... Gin? There's a guy."

Gin looked up from her menu, eyebrow raised. She glanced at Irvyn. "Who? Irv? Not sure he counts." "Hardy-har-har."

"No, not Irvyn. Over there. He's looking at you." Gin frowned, and turned to follow the direction in which Ari shook her head. Her gaze met that of a handsome boy with dark hair and a lack of shirt. Gin blinked at him, unsure of how to react. He looked... intense.

Staring at him a moment longer, she nervously turned back to her food. "So who is he?""I... I don't know."

A girl appeared at the table, politely asking for their orders, and Gin snapped out of her 'weirded-out' mood. "Uh, yeah, thanks. I'll have a bowl of fries and a strawberry thickshake." "The 'Ruby Special' and a mango smoothie, please!" "Club sandwich, please."

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Character Portrait: Jack Frost Character Portrait: Belle Chloe French Character Portrait: Ruby Hood Character Portrait: Ari Glass Character Portrait: Gretel Fischer Character Portrait: Gin Saito Character Portrait: Gold Lockhart Character Portrait: Irvyn Whitmoore Character Portrait: Peter Panning Character Portrait: Flynn Ryder
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ImageRuby stood there for a couple moments, waiting on the small group's final decisions before jotting down their orders. Each of them seemed to be completely different from the other, in the sort of way you would see a high school clique mix up. It was strange to figure the three of them seemed to be as close as they were, but she didn't question it. As long as they got along and didn't start any trouble in her diner, she didn't care.

"Alright, your orders will be right out," she stated as she retreated to the kitchen and hung their ticket on the line and stepped out the kitchen with Peter's order. She set it down on the counter in front of him with a polite smile, "Here you are," she stated before glancing over at the doctor then around at everyone inside. It seemed to be that everyone had been tended on at the moment. So now would be the best time to go and check on her father and see how Belle was doing. She hated not saying anything to her before leaving for work.

Ruby stepped over to Gretel, who seemed to be taking orders from Flynn and Gold at the moment. She sent a small glare over towards the male before grabbing the waitress's attention. "It seems that everything is slowing down. There is an order in the kitchen being cooked for the booth with the three young adults over there that needs to be taken out when it's ready. But other than that, everything is taken care of. I'm going to head home for a bit, I shouldn't be any longer than an hour. Lunch is slower than breakfast. If you need anything call me, my number is on the bulletin board in the employees lounge," she stated before starting on her way out of the diner.

Ruby started on her walk back to her home, it took about twenty minutes to arrive. When she stepped inside, everything seemed to feel a bit tense. Her first thought was looking for Belle. She knew Jack most likely had things handled with her father, so she would just check on him after she spoke to Belle. But first she needed to find her, "Belle, where are you?" she called out into the mansion sized home.
ImageRuby rounded the corner down one of the halls and started looking down it, hoping that she was probably in the library. She stepped inside the huge room and began looking around each bookcase. "Belle?"

Just as she rounded another bookcase, she spotted a book on the floor titled: Myths and Legends: Wolf Edition. Ruby sighed and shook her head, of course something like this would be in here, but why was it on the floor if Belle wasn't around? The female shrugged her shoulders and slid it back into it's spot on the shelf and continued her search.

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"I'll have the vanilla waffles with a side of sausage and a vanilla cappuccino," Flynn ordered, as Gretel scribbled down his order. Her handwriting was not the best, she just hoped the cook could read her orders.

Gretel heard Gold mutter to herself, β€œUgh, finally, now I can stop hearing you talk about how much you want to try Ruby’s vanilla waffles.” Gretel didn’t mind Gold, but Gold and Flynn were so close, they always had inside jokes and knew everything about each other. Gretel had to admit it made her a little jealous.

β€œAnd you, Gold?” Gretel asked turning to the blonde. Though whilst Gold was still making up her mind, Gretel caught sight of Hansel waving to her from outside. She scowled, and made a β€˜piss off’ gesture at him.

She could not believe he was actually checking up on her. He probably thought she was going to get grumpy with a customer and get fired or something. Then he even had to audacity to glare at Flynn when he saw the she was talking to him. She groaned out loud taking every self-restraint she had not to fly through the window and strangle her brother to death. Though she supposed she couldn't blame Hansel, for the longest time, he had not only been her oldest, but her mother and her father all in one. It was no wonder he was kind of forthcoming with his criticisms of her life. Though she couldn't blame him, she was certainly irritated with him.

β€œI’ll have a black coffee, and the French Toast.” Gretel scribbled down Gold’s order and went to leave when Ruby approached her.

β€œI'm going to head home for a bit, I shouldn't be any longer than an hour. Lunch is slower than breakfast. If you need anything call me, my number is on the bulletin board in the employees lounge," Ruby said.

β€œOh, Okay,” Gretel replied, a little shocked that she being left to handle everything by herself already. She took it as a good sign though, apparently she hadn’t been doing too badly. β€œSee ya,” Gretel called out to Ruby, before turning back to Gold and Flynn. β€œYour guys’ food will be out soon.”

Gretel went and hung up her new food order in the kitchen when she heard the bell ring. What did the bell mean again? Oh, right, food. She saw the three plates of food that must have been from the table Ruby had been talking about. Gretel grabbed them and took them out to the booth with three people in them.

β€œOkay, so I have the bowl of fries, Ruby Special and a club sandwich.” Gretel said placing the meals on the table one by one. β€œAnd for drinks, there’s a strawberry thick shake and a mango smoothie.” Now there was nothing else to do, everyone had either already had their food or their food was still cooking. She noticed that the table of people she had just served seemed like a very odd combination of people to be hanging out. Then again this town did seem to only attract the especially odd.

Gretel could hear Hansel’s voice in her head telling her to be friendly and try and make conversation. She so stuffing down her naturally antisocial she put on a smile and asked the table of three, β€œSo, you guys are new to town right? How you liking Crimson Grove so far?” Then Gretel heard to bell in the kitchen ring again. β€œOh, sorry, I’ll just be one second,” she said awkwardly.

Gretel got to kitchen and grabbed Antonio’s order. She smiled at Antonio as she dropped the plat on his table, β€œHere ya go Andy, your pancakes, scrambled eggs and bacon. Let’s hope you can fit it all in.” Luckily Antonio’s table was right next to the three out-of-towners, so she only had to spin around to talk to them again. β€œSorry, I didn’t catch your guys’ names?”

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Character Portrait: Elsa Arendelle Character Portrait: Cruella de Vil Character Portrait: Jack Frost Character Portrait: Belle Chloe French Character Portrait: Ruby Hood Character Portrait: Ari Glass Character Portrait: Gretel Fischer Character Portrait: Ariel Atlantica Character Portrait: Loup Hood Character Portrait: Gin Saito Character Portrait: Gold Lockhart Character Portrait: Eric West Character Portrait: Viviane Pond Character Portrait: Rapunzel Character Portrait: Irvyn Whitmoore Character Portrait: Remus Weaver Character Portrait: Trixie Bell Character Portrait: Peridot Toothing Character Portrait: Peter Panning Character Portrait: Flynn Ryder Character Portrait: Adam Bestia Character Portrait: Will Fletcher Character Portrait: Antonio FaolΓ‘n Character Portrait: Jasmine Dagher Character Portrait: Amelia Hollis Character Portrait: Hansel Fischer
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ImageFlynn smirked when he heard her bring up Maude's. That was an amazing day, one of the best the two of them have ever done. "I'll give you a chance at feeling the adrenaline this time I had too much fun at Maude's," he responded as he stood to his feet and pulled out the matches from his pocket, showing them to Gold very briefly in a way no one else would notice before stepping into the male's restroom.

Flynn looked up at the ceiling for the water spicket before lighting the match and holding it up to the spicket, waiting for it to signal that there was a fire in the building. Just as the water began running out the spicket in the bathroom, he ran out the door, acting as if there were a real fire in the restroom and pulled the fire alarm, setting off that loud, annoying beeping sound and activating the other water spickets in the building. "There's a fire!" he shouted over the loudness in the building before heading out the door with the rest of the crowd. That's when he gave Gold their signal. It was now her turn.

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Character Portrait: Cruella de Vil Character Portrait: Ruby Hood Character Portrait: Ari Glass Character Portrait: Gretel Fischer Character Portrait: Gin Saito Character Portrait: Gold Lockhart Character Portrait: Irvyn Whitmoore Character Portrait: Trixie Bell Character Portrait: Flynn Ryder Character Portrait: Antonio FaolΓ‘n
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Character Portrait: Cruella de Vil Character Portrait: Ruby Hood Character Portrait: Ari Glass Character Portrait: Gretel Fischer Character Portrait: Gin Saito Character Portrait: Gold Lockhart Character Portrait: Irvyn Whitmoore Character Portrait: Trixie Bell Character Portrait: Flynn Ryder Character Portrait: Antonio FaolΓ‘n
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Gretel’s head whipped up as water started literally falling from the ceiling. She frowned curiously for a second, processing exactly what was happening. She couldn’t seem to understand why it was raining inside.

"There's a fire!" Flynn yelled across the dinner, coming out of the bathroom.

Shit.” She cursed as it suddenly hit her that there was a fire. β€œEveryone there’s a fire!” She called, repeating Flynn’s warning for no real reason. She just felt like at the one Ruby had left in charge she had to say something. Then she started ushering people of the diner out on the street, making sure to stick her head into the kitchen and make sure the chef made it out okay. As everyone was mostly outside she started trying to mentally make sure everyone was out safe. She would never forgive herself

Once out on the street waiting for the firemen to show up, it hit her. Gretel had been left in charge of the diner for all of fifteen minutes and there was a fire. She sighed before addressing the people around, β€œSo, Ruby is probably going to kill me. Sorry about your guys meals though.” She supposed she was just destined to destroy everything she touched. She ripped off her apron as she realised she had lost her first job on her first day. β€œOh, well, I guess I’ll be back working with the oldies then,” Gretel said grumpily. She didn’t even bother trying to see the upside of her causing a fire. Hansel would definitely laugh at her when he heard about this. Then probably tell her off. She didn’t know which sounded worse.

Gretel is no expert on fires, considering she has never actually really seen a house fire or anything. She figured the sprinklers must have put out the fire though because she couldn’t see any flames or smoke through the glass front. Hopefully that meant the fire wouldn’t have of had a chance to damage much of the diner.

She didn’t really know what she was supposed to do now, considering she had been left in charge, but she realised she better call Ruby. Sighing she reluctantly pulled out her phone and typed in Ruby’s number, putting it to her ear as she heard the dial tone. β€œHey, it’s me Gretel. There’s been a fire at your diner. I’m sorry,” Gretel said into the phone, not even thinking about whether she was talking to Ruby or Ruby’s voicemail.