Re: Gumdrops and Ice cream! (closed)

by **Keldaos** Mon May 13, 2013 10:59 pm

Keldaos brought a hand up quickly to fix his hair from where the small demon had sat atop his head. "It liked me?" Keldaos snorted and turned in his chair and glared through the crowd in an attempt to catch a glimpse of the fox demon. Of course, it was nowhere to be seen though. The pesky little thing had scurried along quickly and disappeared amongst the crowd. And everyone continued about as if nothing had happened, switching from panic to calm as quickly as the demon had appeared. Keldaos grumbled and turned back to Analee. "It's a pesky little demon only interested in being bothersome, I highly doubt that it liked me."

Keldaos arranged the napkin that he had received, but not used, with his ice cream, making sure that the bottom edge was parallel to the table's edge. Glancing up, he placed his hands in his lap and tried not to look awkward. "So what now? Do I thank you for your time and just get up and leave? Or do we continue talking as if we knew each other for ages? Or-" Keldaos broke off suddenly and leaned slightly to the side, peering over Analee's shoulder. Keldaos narrowed his eyes in the dim light. A man was seated at a table nearby in the darkest corner of the place. From what Keldaos could see, he was dressed in dark clothing and had no food on his table. He was simply waiting, planning something.

Keldaos eyed the man, how many people came into ice cream shops dressed like that and ended up not buying anything? Even if they were a demon, it was odd. Keldaos continued to stare, unaware that Analee might be wondering why he had paused. Quickly recomposing himself and leaning back slightly, although his eyes were still trained on the suspicious figure, Keldaos tapped a finger on the table, long nail clicking in thought. When he spoke, his voice was much lower than before. "Do normal demons walk into ice cream shops dressed in heavy black garb and not order anything? Or am I just unaccustomed to this area?"

by **Analee** Wed May 15, 2013 2:43 am

Ana was only half paying attention as she ate her ice cream. At last she was at the cone, but it made it kind of hard to hear her. "So what now? Do I thank - time and just - and leave? Or do -talking as if we - for ages? Or-" Analee blinked and looked at the man. He had stopped talking? Normally people who weren't paying attention didn't care if the talker had stopped talking, but Ana was oddly concerned. He looked worried about something. That.. was never good. Also his ice cream was on the table. Was he going to finish it? Her lips pulled into a concerned frown. He was looking at something.. intently.

"Do normal demons walk into ice cream shops dressed in heavy black garb and not order anything? Or am I just unaccustomed to this area?"

Was there something bothering him? She had turned to see, but instead fell off her chair and landed with a thud. Clumsy Ana strikes again! LUCKILY her ice cream was unharmed. She was frustrated and growled, moving to take off her jacket, but stopped and slowly pulled it back up. Keldaos didn't like it when she stripped. She'd have to deal with the weakening fabrics. at least for now. It wasn't TOO bad.

"Uhm.. well.. Demons wear all sorts of things.. but usually not around here." Ana paused and pulled herself back into her seat. If only it were one of those spinny chairs. "Why do you ask?" Ana questioned, looking at him with a somewhat serious and mainly curious expression.

by **Keldaos** Wed May 15, 2013 10:45 pm

Keldaos hesitantly picked up his ice cream and make quick work of finishing it off, if this suspicious fellow was going to try anything Keldaos wanted to be sure that his ice cream would be okay. Just as he finished up he nearly choked as Ana fell from her chair. "Hey!" Keldaos leaned forward, peering over the table at her as she moved to get back up. "Don't be so clumsy all the time, you're going to get hurt one day and it might be worse than just stumbling or falling." Keldaos sighed and leaned back in his chair, pink dusting his cheeks as he gave her a mini lecture. "You need to be more careful, alright?"

Keldaos did notice how she instantly went to take off her jacket as she got up. Was that really her immediate reaction? Man, she didn't like clothing. Keldaos sighed and watched her. Keldaos shook his head lightly, she looked like she really did hate the confines of the fabric. "You do hate that don't you?" Keldaos asked, diverting his attention from the suspicious man for a moment. "If you really hate it, take it off. I'm not the boss of you, you know?" He said it quite seriously, but he did pause to give her a small smile, to let her know she could do as she pleased.

"Uhm.. well.. Demons wear all sorts of things.. but usually not around here." Keldaos hummed in the back of his throat and continued to watch the suspicious character. "

Why do you ask?

Keldaos glanced back at her and then to the figure in the corner, which was now on the move. "There's a person in here...he just...caught my attention is all." He didn't want to worry her or anything, but he himself was beginning to get wary - though it wasn't worry for his own safety. Keldaos moved nervously in his seat, ready to step in if the man did anything foolish. "It's nothing important though, I just made a mistake is all." Keldaos looked back at her with a tiny grin but continued to stare at the man. He was up to no good and Keldaos knew it.

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