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"Hey it wasn't my fault". Peter crossed his arms in a pout then walked over to collect Mary's cupcakes and pay. "Thanks Anna". He smiled and looked over at Sake, "I gonna go give these to Mary." He laughed a little to himself and walked over to Mary's shop. He stopped along the way to noticed Rafael was opening his shop. There were always interesting things to look at in there, never knew what people would bring in. Peter focused his attention back onto the task at hand and walked into the shop. "Oh Maarrryyyy" he sang out holding the box of cupcakes in front of him. Rafael turned the open sign to show out of his store. He saw Peter walking by and tipped his hat, thought the boy seemed busy with something else. In his mind a busy Peter was the best and only tolerable Peter. He grabbed a broom, swept out the floor a little and propped one door open to let in air. He then looked at his watch, "Late again..." He sighed and looked around for his partner.

CHARACTER SHEET Name: Rafael Boots Age: 26 Gender: male What Fable you’re From: Puss in Boots Appearance: An orange tabby cat with brown leather boots and hat Occupation: Pawn Shop owner Glamour: A tall muscularly built man with dark brown/red hair. Wears a leather jacket boots and hat with faded worn jeans and a tee shirt Personality: Mostly always looks out for himself, rough around the edges. Keeps his own business to himself and doesn't pry into the business of others Bio: Rafael came from the fable of Puss in Boots where he took the form of a cat. Coming to Fabletown he opened up a shop and with the decent amount of clientele. He always keeps in glamour and does his best to stay inside of the law and stay out of everyones way as long as they stay out of his.

Peter grinned," Thanks Mary!" He then walked out of the shop with Sake towards Anna's shop. Anna was always super sweet and way to gullible to any tricks Peter liked to pull, he tended to lay off the tricks around her since she gave him chocolate. He looked down at the list of cupcakes, "Mary has a really strange taste of cupcakes...". He mumbled to himself. He looked over across the street and noticed a familiar silhouette of a women. He smiled and waved at her knowing she probably didn't want to come out and face the crowd. He made a mental note to go and say hi after Mary paid him. "So what kind of cupcake are you gonna get?" He asked Sake looking over at her.

sounds really cool!

oh? do tell

Riley blinked at the insane cheerful nature of the man. This guy was in charge of the most lethal terrorist organization in the world? Something was seriously wrong here. Riley looked over at the other girl before pulling her headphones off to rest around her neck. She then handed out the letter she had received. "I got this in the mail." Her voice was even and blank even the look in her eyes screamed boredom. She did not want to encourage the erratic behavior exhibited by her supposed leader.

Sybille smiled as Ander followed her out of the house then turned her attention back to the market. She found some cleaning supplies and better quality blankets since the ones inside the house were torn and thin. Humming to herself distracted her from letting the reality of her new situation sink in. She didn't want to think about how nasty or even when her next meal was coming, she didn't want to think about the deaths her actions could cause, and above all she didn't want to see the look of her father's enraged face. Joker sat out at the end of town in shock. She found herself unable to move or speak or think about what to do next. Everything had gone to shit and she couldn't except it. She knew her group would ultimately protect themselves over her but, she had been at the top of the world fighting bad guys and... completely making everything worse for everyone. She brought her knees up to her chin sitting in in the dirt in an abandoned alley. For the first time in years, she began to cry.

Is the Inochi commander coming out or...?

Peter laughed at the usual reaction from Mary. "Hi Mary" he said waving to the terrified women. He turned his attention back to Sake, "You really should keep that mask on, Mary might not get any more costumers!" He grinned twirling his flute in his fingers. His grin faltered slightly when she inquired about him, "Eh I ran out of money again and back to job hunting." Peter smiled again and shrugged, "Its whatever, comes with being stuck as a 14 year old forever ya know?" He thought about that for moment, "Heh guess ya dont" He rubbed the back of his head. "How has your uh... business been going?" He put air quotes around business and was back to grinning.

Peter sat on the roof of a short building with a loaf of bread he purchased with the last of his money. "Eh I didn't want to have to work today..." He grumbled to himself sticking the rest of his bread into his mouth. He swung his feet back and forth a few times before jumping off of the roof and onto the street. Peter started off to wander around Fabletown in search of entertainment. He whipped out his flute and brought it up to his mouth playing a melody that was once popular with the lost boys in Neverland. He dropped his flute from his mouth as he watched a lady run screaming from Mary and Sake's shop. He grinned and walked into the shop. "Who did it this time?" He asked in a teasing manner while shoving his flute back into his pocket. He always loved to stop by the shop because one, Mary seemed to be terrified of him. Two, they scared everyone half to death.

yeess

yeah it makes me want to rewatch it I havent seen it in forever

yeah, it was super cute^^

I watched it a loooonngg time ago haha

brilliant

Sybille shook her head, "It's fine, I'm sure she can take care of herself haha". She rubbed the back of her head and looked around the house. "I think im going to get some supplies so we can clean up this old place just little. She left the house heading toward the market wondering how much a broom would cost her. Joker jumped back in anticipation of the attack and knocked the chair she was sitting in toward Adil. "Your going to have to try harder than that if you want to get rid of me." She rubbed her wrist a little to wear the soreness away. "So can we please talk like civilized beings?" Adil huffed and crossed his arms, "What do you want?" "You're the one who told the guards who I am weren't you." He shrugged not bothering to deny it, "So? What if I am?" "You put all of us in danger for some spending money?" "Actually I made a deal, give up the dangerous head of the rebels, and the guards would leave the rest of us alone." Joker opened her mouth to say something, then closed it again. "I see." She walked out the bar without anything else to say.

If no one else wants to make one I'll be happy to, so I'll wait and see.

CHARACTER SHEET Name: Peter Pan Age: 14 Gender: male What Fable you’re From: Peter Pan Appearance: Brown curly hair and blue eyes, he has light freckles across his face. His stature is skinny and slightly lanky, his clothes have an outgrown look to them his pants reaching his mid-calf, and his shirt to his elbow. He wears no shoes and carries around his flute wherever he goes. Occupation: none Glamour: none Personality: mischievous, smart, resourceful, playful Bio: Peter enjoyed many years of being a kid and tricking old captain Hook in Neverland. Now he lives in Fabletown on the street always pulling pranks or doing odd jobs for food money. With his childish appearance and attitude it has been impossible for Peter to land a real job to make money for a place of his own and most often couch hops from place to place. Fav Fable: Princess and the Frog I could make a second "evil" character if needed

yay!

id join a wolf amoung us that sounds awesome^^

Riley looked over at the girl holding the door open. She didn't have her music on so she could here her thoughts loud and clear, not that she wanted to. "Asked? Is that what your calling it..." Riley looked the girl up and down once more before walking inside. She didn't want to be associated with anyone while she was here. Her hope was to be found to be of no use and sent back home, unless their way with dealing with the useless was death which wouldn't surprise her. Riley pulled her headphones over her ears to avoid any and all conversation. She sighed in relief as the familiar sound of classical instruments filled her ears. While she was part of a rock band, she had a strong taste for the classical, hence her skills in playing the violin. Thinking about it caused her to look at the case in her hand, hopefully whoever was in charge would let her keep it.

Riley sat on the floor tuning her violin when her aunt knocked on the door. "Riley you have a letter!" She winced at her aunt's thoughts of her getting in trouble at school. She quickly snatched the letter then retreated back to the safety if her silent room. Ripping it open, she examined the seal on the front before reading the letter. She had heard of the terrorists known as the Inochi before but had always thought of them as attention seekers with no real goal. Riley read the letter and sneered, she did't believe the letter for a second until a single ticket ti Korea fell out of the envelope. "How annoying." She muttered to herself packing up her violin. She also grabbed a messenger bag to fill with other necessary supplies. She started out the door when, "Riley dear where are you going?" She sighed and looked down the hall. "I've been recruited by a terrorist organization to destroy humanity." She called back. "Oh that's nice dear have fun!" Riley rolled her eyes and left, typical aunt asking questions and not waiting for the answer. She made it to the airport and onto the plane. Her headphones were on full blast to tune out the non-stop thoughts of the crowded plane. She rushed off the plane as soon as it was possible then looked down at the address she scribbled down on a piece of paper. Looking around she realized she must not be too far away and started off down the busy foreign street. She reached the place and looked from the note to the paper, "Oh brilliant." She mumbled walking toward the building.

Joker looked up as the curtain covering the bar doorway swung to the side. She swirled the wine in her glass, "Adil". She acknowledged the male elf coldly. "Your no longer welcome here." He said gruffly walking up to her. "Says who, the poor elves you threatened into following you?" Adil growled at this and grabbed her wrist causing the wine she was holding to crash onto the floor. "Well that wasn't very nice." Joker said frowning at the broken glass. She hissed in pain as he started bending her wrist backwards. "Why are you here Nimue?" She looked up in shock, "How do you know that name?" "I know alot of things that I shouldn't." He smirked and grabbed for her neck. Sybille watched him continue to pace and sighed. "I don't it won't effect me at least a little but... it's for the best right?" She asked looking unsure. She really never thought things in the city were this bad. Sybille wrapped her arms around herself and shivered, " How long was Joker supposed to take...?"

Joker reached the bar and entered, she was not surprised to find it empty as the group usually only met at night. She walked around a little then picked up her favorite bottle of wine and poured herself a glass. Nothing really seemed to have changed, so she waited on the sofa figuring it would be impossible to try to go out and find them. Sybille shrugged, "I suppose my uncle is pretty cool, he is not as powerful as my my dad though. He always argues that the humans are being to harsh then the viscount gets mad and sends him away for a while." She frowned, "He always ends up coming back though I don't know why."

(im still here, im just not on quite as often so my posts are slightly far apart sorry about that) Calder smiled over at Ahri, "I was thinking the cliff over there would be a good place to take shelter from the wind." He grabbed a blanket out of the Rom's saddle bag. "Here, we will need these a fire won't be enough trust me." he said handing the blankets over to the girl. Once reaching the cliffs, he found an overhand that seemed to provide protection enough from the elements. He tied Rom to a tree and gave him some more food to munch on.