[chxsingthunder]

Lux had gone to work early that day, going through song options and selecting several he thought were good. Then, after being criticized by a coworker, he'd gone through and replaced the ones that were not considered popular to the general New Haven public, much to Lux's chagrin. Why didn't people like disco, anyway? He'd been feeling off all morning, and when his boss had noticed, Lux had been sent home.

For some reason, it hurt his feelings. He didn't want to say that aloud, and he hated that he was even thinking it, but it stung being told he needed to leave work just because of a little headache and whatnot. Lux missed work, now, which was also odd. He couldn't remember being that attached to it in the past. Sure, he liked his job, but to be genuinely sad that he had to go home?

He stopped at the cafe to get some tea, and because he wasn't ready to be alone yet. Lux probably stood too close to the person in front of him in line, he had a tendency to do that sometimes, but he was grateful when the other didn't seem to mind. "Huh?" He asked, looking confused. Then he looked around, a smile growing on his face. "Oh, yeah, sometimes, I guess? I like the smells," he admitted, blushing.

[ronan-obyrne]

Speaking of smells, Ronan couldn't help but smell the pleasant aroma coming from the omega before him. He immediately became instinctual from it. "The smell? Oh from the coffee beans. I thought you meant the smell coming from you." He admitted. He wanted the other to know that he could smell him and if he could then other people could too.

Alpha's had a way of being territorial of their omega's so knowing that the male was out all alone meant that he wasn't claimed. "You know you're in...never mind. It's not my business." He decided that it wasn't his buisness and at the end of the day it wasn't. He just hoped that the other knew what they were getting themselves into with being out in public during heat.

[fabelore]

Theodore visited the coffee shop once or twice a week. He tried not to go too often, but sometimes he just enjoyed the atmosphere. That was if everyone else there was calm, which they usually were. Well, minus the caffeine intake that usually cause excitement of course. Spotting the other man turn to speak to him, Theo smiled softly and said, “A couple times a week, yeah. I suppose you could call me a regular. You? What’s your usual here?” He liked making note of what others liked even if he didn’t know them well. He’d only crossed paths with Ronan a couple of times over the years. He supposed it wouldn’t hurt to make friends with him.

[ronan-obyrne]

Ronan wouldn't say that he was a regular, but he did come often. He was surprised not to see the other there before. He had seen him around town before though and had a couple of interactions with the man. "I usually get a Mocha iced coffee. I have a very standard and non complex palette. How about you?" He asked as he gave him a soft smile in return of his words.

[ronan-obyrne]

Coffee & Contemplation

Location: My Cup Runneth Over

Anyone/Open:

The life of a handyman meant that Ronan set his own hours. It was a gig he wouldn't dare give up. He hated the idea of working a mundane 9/5 like everyone else seemed to do. He didn't want to be like everyone else. He never did. Even as a child growing up and playing on the playground. It was around three in the afternoon. He had woken up about an hour ago and his body was craving an iced coffee. He needed almost one every day to fully adjust to waking up and being involved in society. He was standing in line when he felt someone behind him, cocking his head back slightly due to being nosey, he smiled softly at the other individual. "Come here often?" He asked jokingly.

[witch-boy-walker]

"Look Blondie this isn't a social experiment I am trying to ply my wares on the good people. So so you want anything or not? I recommend the excess cum potion it's great fun with a partner." Walker wrinkled his nose at the mention of elves and their magic. It was all fundamentally different but he wasn't going to go on a lecture to a stranger about the finer points of witch magic and the manipulation of energies and all that. He didn't study for over a decade and make a deal with a demon just to be compared to an innately magical species that had eons on his people. It simply wasn't a fair comparison. In fact he found it reductive of his efforts.

[ronan-obyrne]

“Easy. I was just making a light hearted joke. No need to get all fussy.” He joked again as he flashed the other a smile with his flash of white. “I think I’ll pass for now. I don’t think I need the extra support but I can ask around to see if anybody is in need of anything and then point them your way? How about that.” He proposed. Truthfully, he just wanted an excuse to talk to someone who was attractive to him. It was his way of coming out of his own shell.

[witch-boy-walker]

"Call it a special interest." Walker showed off the small curio of enchanted objects he had made, none of them were particularly impressive. A ring that always found it's way back to the owner's finger, a self cleaning flesh light, some other more...sinister things tucked in the back.

Though the options of potions he had on display were much more robust. "This one is the reverse of a suppressant it makes you super horny and cum a ton. This one makes people have diarrhea. This one is a horrible poison that will wrack the person who drinks it with nightmares for a fortnight. This is cures male pattern baldness. This one makes it feel like spiders are crawling under your skin." Walker particularly liked the more devious poisons he made, all of them colorless and odorless. But human standards most of them fatal.

"So what can I do your for? All of it's for sale. I mean barter. I don't need money."

@newhavenstarters

[ronan-obyrne]

Ronan was out in about rummaging through the town today as he normally did at least once a week when he wasn't fixing something that needed to be fixed. He enjoyed seeing what was changing or staying the same. He liked to see the new faces the town brought with it. "Tell me...does it look like I need a potion for being more horny or cumming more?" He asked curiously as he couldn't help but chuckle softly at his own joke. "They all seem rather...interesting. Elves work with magic but seems like witches get far more into their spells and potions." He concluded.

[werepackers]

who?: open to all || @newhavenstarters where?: the salty lake

It made him incredibly nervous to go to the lake during such a critical time. Who knew what manner of beast would be drawn to his scent. However, that very fear and anxiety stoked Adnan's omega's nature, making his heat that much more potent. After self-isolating in his apartment during his entire preheat, Adnan was feeling particularly dried out. He quickly dove down to the bottom of the lake once he dipped himself in the water so he could "relax" himself with a little privacy. By the time he broke through the surface again, he was very much in the embrace of his heat and nonresistant to his body's reactions to it. He waded in the shallows, lightly stroking his warm flesh to revel in the sensitivity his time of the month brought.

"I can't tell if it's just me or not, but today feels so incredibly hot," he laments mostly to himself. Out in public, touching his own nipples and abs as the water licked his skin, he knew he could potentially be inviting trouble for himself. The mere idea of that caused his lusty scent to surge. How embarrassing. "If it gets any warmer, I might actually become a puddle."

[ronan-obyrne]

"Well, it's a good thing that you're already in the water then, isn't it?" The alpha asked as he studied the other creature before him, elvish ears poking out from his loose long hairs. Ronan was taking a nature stroll, when the scent of an Omega caught under his nostrils. It was an impossible smell not to smell if you were an alpha. It plagued Ronan with curiosity. "I'm sorry if you were expecting the lake to yourself. However, I might join you if you don't mind. It is a bit....hot out here."