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Ariadne had posted notes around town in places they would be found. That she would be at Written in Water if anyone wanted to get something out or just talk. She made sure to text Vaeltia Vaeltia Key and hopes the Arrow shows up.
While Ariadne waits for Vaeltia or any other mages to show up she gets some chai tea and finds a comfortable chair to read in.
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The sound of a light saber turning on heralded the herald’s text, however such a sound heralded texts in general, and so the Obrimos had to read it. There was the slightest of lip curls as she read the text, but there was no excuse to not go, after all it was just a few hours poking around in a bookstore, right?
She might actually get some of the homework done.
Written in Water, via Iblardora
Vaeltia walked into Written in Water fifteen minutes later, wearing black jeans and a loose white oxford over a gold tank top. She looked around for the red-headed herald that had pulled her from cleaning her Hallow’s room.
“Good morning?” she said a little coldly, but she had shown up, it was a start.
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Chambitas didn't have anything of immediate concern to discuss, but where the Herald goes, the community is likely to follow. Chambitas made it a point to show up.
A white blazer, a light blue shirt, blue neck tie with white spots, and white pants. For his boutonniere, a Himalayan Blue Poppy. Rather Tom Wolfe in appearance. It reminded Chambitas of a quote by the author,
"The whole conviction of my life now rests upon the belief that loneliness, far from being a rare and curious phenomenon, peculiar to myself and to a few other solitary men, is the central and inevitable fact of human existence."
Entering Written in Water Chambitas drops his subtle manipulation of space that protected him. Chambitas mills around, ostensibly looking at books, but truthfully looking around for anyone he knows. He eventually spots Ariadne's red hair. He smiles. Chambitas knew there was no subtlety in his dress and she probably saw him before he entered the door. Who was that with the short hair with her? He'd seen her before... Ricardo's Gym! Talking to Ariadne was probably no accident. He nods in the ladies' direction.
Chambitas doesn't head right over. He stops at the cafe first, opting for a mild coffee with cream and sugar. Ariadne was here on business, and Chambitas was here for socializing. He saw no urgent need to waste the herald's time and if she is in a discussion he certainly didn't want to interrupt. He'd go introduce himself in a moment when she is available, but first priority is caffeine.
He picks a random book off the shelf and started reading while waiting for his coffee to be filled.
Cheryl’s mind turned like the vanes of a wind-powered turbine, chopping her sparrow-like thoughts into bloody pieces that fell onto a growing pile of forgotten memories.
Chambitas put the book back with a shudder thankful that coffee is a quick order to fill.
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Toren is styling in his round rimmed sunglasses as he makes his way into the famed Bookstore where the Sacramento Mages held their socials. It must've been the coffee that attracted them there, really really good coffee. I mean there's got to be some sort of magic in those paper cups. Maybe when Toren figured out the Prime Magics he'd check it for tass residue.
He approached the counter, waiting patiently for his turn in line. Surely his need was greater, surely these fine people didn't need their coffee as much as him. Well...a latte actually, but it had coffee in it, milky coffee. Mocha latte, chocolatey milky coffee. These thoughts swirled in his head as he got to the front. "I'll have one double mocha latte tall and a bagel," he says and bears his teeth in a snappy grin before whipping his sunglasses off, "with creamy cheese."
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Ariadne returns the cold greeting with a warm smile. "Morning. Would you like some coffee? I hope today I can introduce you to some new people." Saying it would be too overt and really Ariadne isn't used to that sort of thing. But the meaning is implied in Ariadne's tone.
"I just hope that people can read." Ariadne says with a grin and nod to the supernal writing around the building.
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West’s Appprentice slumped slightly, and let out a long breath through her nose. How classy.
“Whatever.” she pushed a hand through her slightly spiked dirty blond hair before giving her eyebrows a bounce and giving the room a once over. Toren she recognized, it was that other one that looked familiar but she couldn’t place name to face.
It’ll come in time.
She turned back to the Herald, “You buying?”
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Munching happily on his bagel, Toren walks over to the two mages who appeared to be getting ready to order. He had seen Ariadne enough to know her name and title though had never really spoken to her much before. Vaeltia he had just met and spoken to quite a bit recently. The Mystagogue pushed his sunglasses on his nose so that when he came over he could whip them off dramatically once again. "Ladies, nice to see you both." Toren proceeds to slurp his latte and then grimaces, opening his mouth wide as it is too hot for hit tongue. "Agh, haw hawt..." he squeals helplessly.
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Leroy parks his truck in the parking lot and walks with a confident strut, he was enjoying himself immensely having passed two of his initiation trials he was high on life. He wouldn't let himself get cocky but he would allow a little confidence to show on his face. He was just coming to catch up with a few of his pals, before hitting the road to go home now that his classes were over with for the summer. He walks in glancing at the plaque on the wall be looking for some one he knew. He sees Ariadne over in the corner and waves to her, and gesturing if he could join her. One didn't just but in on the Herald's business unless she invited you. especially another Warlock.
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For some weird reason, it had been a very eventless shift for Miach. While he was always glad to be unneeded as a doctor, it had been rather boring at Sutter's. So much so that he had left early, and decided to hop in Written in Water, if for no other reason than because it had been a long time. And maybe he could advertise his project some more, too.
He was dressed rather casually today, but once again, it suited his carefree mood well. As he entered, he noticed a small group of people around a woman he knew to be the Herald, but had never talked to. There was also Vaeltia, with whom he had barely talked once, and also Toren, a fellow mystagogue. All three people he should get to know better, someday. Today ? Why not. Maybe, if Fate decreed so.
There was also the same gentleman he had seen at Ricardo's Gym, dressed in blue and white, and very noticeable. He hadn't had the opportunity to talk to the man before, so he didn't know if he was awakened, or not. Deciding to err on the side of caution, the Acanthus didn't go and talk with him. Instead, he went to the bar, and ordered a very sweet cappuccino. Then, he would go and check their biology shelf, today. He had found that subject to be of much fascination, lately.
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Raum enters the store dressed casually, especially for him. Jeans, white t-shirt, light blue shirt tied around his waist, sneakers, rucksack, shades. Just another sports type coming back from a gym.
He just needed a few books, but a nice cup of iced tea and checking if some friendly faces were in were also not bad ideas.
So as he comes in, he takes shades off, greets Fall with a nod and waves to Ariadne when their eyes meet. The man spends a few minutes between the shelves before buying them, and after the books ("Tao of Winnie the Pooh" among them) at last vanish in his backpack, he comes up to the coffee bar to get his iced tea, where he notices Miach. The fellow Awakened is also greeted with a nod.
With tea in his hand, he comes to Ariadne and the two new ones he never met. "Hello, Ariadne. Rare to see you here." He smiles warmly. "Could you tell me who are your companions here?"
Raum glances at Vaeltia and Toren a curiosity in his eyes and still a warm, welcoming smile, as he reaches his hand. "Nice to meet you, I'm Raum."
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