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Supernatural Rehab

The Cafeteria

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a part of Supernatural Rehab, by radioinvader.

Welcome to the Algatha cafeteria.

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Where the supernaturals and staff of the center come to eat.
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The Cafeteria

Welcome to the Algatha cafeteria.

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The Cafeteria is a part of Algatha Rehab Center.


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Character Portrait: Alistair " Ali " Wattson Character Portrait: Jonathan Hunter
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Ali walked slowly with the person who had come to claim him, he sniffed quickly at random intervals getting a feel for the place incase he had to run. Coming to the cafeteria he lined up for food as instructed he was hungry getting a pile of bacon and sausage he sat down and began to eat quickly the feeling of hunger slowly subsiding for the human side of Ali anyway.

He looked at a woman who was speaking about group therapy, he rolled his eyes and continued eating only really pausing to have a drink of water. He didn't want to go to group therapy it involved talking something that Ali didn't want to do, not because he was nervous but because he didn't want people to become to attached to him. Finishing the plate of food he stretched his arms and looked around the room watching everyone carefully growling lightly every now and then at he back of his throat.

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Collin watched quietly as other people entered the cafeteria. He raised an eyebrow slightly at being ignored by every one entering the cafeteria. He watched as a lady hurried into the cafeteria tripping a bit, he let out a light laugh.
He shook his head a little annoyed as his thought wandered back to be ignored. Collin loved to be the center of attention, he loved when people noticed him and he absolutely loved when people loved him. Yes it does sound very vain, but give the kid a break. Watching people around him slowly die while he stays the same age is a little bit more than depressing.
Collin looked up at Khael as she sat on the table looking to be in a happy mood. Collin opened his mouth about to say something to her when he heard Emily.
He looked over at her his face giving showing no kind if emotion. How could she not love people? Collin thought a little disgusted. She must not understand how short life is. Collin shook his head well there goes my mood.
"Hello Collin, how are you, vivacious as ever I see." Collin looked up just in time to see Tes give him a wink and a smile. Collin smiled back at her, "you know every time I see your smile my heart skips a beat." As soon as the words left his mouth he saw Ms.Fieldings she said something to Khael before walking off.
"Jeez live a little." Collin mumbled under his breath. He turned his head around his eyes resting on Ali.
"Who let the dog in?" Collin said maybe a bit to loudly. He laughed, he didnt mean to be mean, but it was more of a natural thing. Werewolves and vampires did not mix.

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Character Portrait: Alistair " Ali " Wattson Character Portrait: Khael Thera Character Portrait: Collin Eier
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Khael

Khael watched the mentor walk away. She stuck her tongue out at her and then tossed the half eaten apple to the ground. She sniffed, her good mood gone. Mentors always had to ruin her fun. She just wanted to tease a bit. But she supposed she would have to abide by the rules. Of course if she had it her way, there would be no rules. She tucked her hair behind one of her pointed ears.

Suddenly, unprovoked, she slid off the table and into Collin's lap. She turned her head and grinned at him. "You know, you make a very good chair," she remarked. She wiggled around a bit before settling.

Khael looked over at Ali. She grinned that painfully wide looking smile. She clapped a couple times. "Yeah who let the dog in?" she said. She crinkled her nose and sniffed a bit. "Smells like wet puppy in here! Someone toss him outside!" She looked to be having the time of her life at the moment, her bad mood swiped away like it had never existed.


So in case no one has seen the update int he thread yet, I have put 'places' into the roleplay, including one for the cafeteria. I would appreciate it if people start posting in the proper places to keep this more organized. I also forgot to add that Fae are allergic to iron! I totally forgot. But yes if anyone would like to use that somehow then it's there.

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Character Portrait: Alistair " Ali " Wattson Character Portrait: Khael Thera Character Portrait: Collin Eier Character Portrait: Tesella Yoshi Venzera
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"you know every time I see your smile my heart skips a beat." Collin said to Tes and she grinned. So far she liked him, even if he seemed to be bit of a man whore.
"Ya, okay...." she said as she rolled her eyes good naturedly.
"Who let the dog in?" Collin said
"You know maybe you should give him a chance...." she started with a frown, ready to defend the dog when suddenly, unprovoked, Khael slid off the table and into Collin's lap. She turned her head and grinned at him. "You know, you make a very good chair," she remarked. Khael grinned that painfully wide looking smile. She clapped a couple times. "Yeah who let the dog in?" she said. She crinkled her nose and sniffed a bit. "Smells like wet puppy in here! Someone toss him outside!"
Tesella frowned at the pair.
"Wow...way to be mature guys...." Tes said with a sigh.
"I get your issue Collin but whats up your ass Khael?" she asked as she finished her coffee and dropped the apple core into the trash.
"I guess you guys are just too cool for the rest of us huh?" she said with a sarcastic smile as she stood and walked away.

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Character Portrait: Blake Blair
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Blake was not amused at all. He finished the rest of the food before she stole anything else, and looked at the clock. He hated therapy. Hated it. It was mostly them asking him to remember what had happened. With the uncle, with the parents. They attempted to bring up several bad memories. His head however, had set up some sort of block. Occasionally, like once, maybe twice recently, he thought he felt the block weaken or something, but dismissed it.

It's not like he didn't know something was wrong with him. He had accepted that there was a problem. But he had a different idea about how to deal with it. His plan was less costly, easier to do, and let him leave the past alone. Just go out, and live by himself. He could do it, he had the knowledge. But they wouldn't let him. If he was alone, then no one except himself was in danger.

He looked at the clock again. It was already getting close to ten. He sighed, and accepted his fate for the moment. He tried to remember his dream, but could not. As if something actively blocked it in his head. But he felt strange. Different today. Maybe he was finally getting used to the bed. His original bed was softer and better. He missed it.

He quickly shook himself out of the trance. The crack had increased, with a few more comming out of the original. It was a bit more noticable now. But still hard to see, especially with the lights on. He stood up, and began walking the longest route he knew to the Therapy Room.

(Are we only tagging our characters, or the characters that are interacted with too?)

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Character Portrait: Khael Thera Character Portrait: Collin Eier
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Khael

Khael grinned at Collin. She liked him. He seemed like the sort who enjoyed playing games. She had noticed he was a bit of an attention hog. She didn't mind. For a vampire he was sort of cool. Though... normally she really didn't like vampires at all. If they hadn't been in this stupid rehab center she might have killed him already. After all, it was the vampires that had given up the Fae to the humans. And if it weren't for that, she would still be with her parents, luring the naive mortals into the forests at night with songs of promise, adventure, with her ethereal voice. Calling their names, as though she was a lost loved one or a dear friend. She loved to watch them getting lost, and seeing a little girl cry when she realized that Fae weren't what she had learned in fairy tales. And the clothing. She hated this clothing. It felt constricting and rough against her otherwise sensitive skin. It had her a while to get used to it. She was used to lighter attire that would not hinder her in her forest.

She reached out and took Collin's hand. Yes, for a vampire he might be okay, but maybe he still needed to die. "I would love to accompany you," she said. She stood up and stuck close to his side, offering the attention he wanted. Keep friends close and enemies closer. She wondered what vampire blood tasted like, if it was cold like their skin or warm like their victims.


Don\t forget about posting in the right places and tagging characters where necessary. I've noticed this has been slowing down quite a bit, and I dearly hope this doesn't die before it gets good.