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victoria-defoire

It was rather obvious what Victoria was and she personally didn't think there was any reason to hide it, it wouldn't take anyone long either to figure out what their species was either so it was quite normal for the countess to wear her vampireism on her sleeve;

"Holloway has always attracted supernaturals, there is no doubt about that, I am lead to believe it's the veil and the magnetism surrounding that but I could be wrong" being nonchalant in response;

"Sleep is nothing but a concept for me, I don't think I have truly slept in centuries now" it was so funny how mundane human things like sleeping got forgotten about;

"Surely you will find someone for that position, I don't know what the unemployment rate is for Holloway but I know there is always someone out there looking for a job" reassuring the other.

It wasn't that Summer was hiding that she was werewolf, it's just she didn't exactly know who to bring it up to. Did one just walk into a new a town and say Hey were is the pack around here? Do any of you like howling at the moon? She supposed she'd run into other wolves soon enough.

"Sleep is of vital importance for me, but I imagine it's hard to remember the feeling after centuries." Summer said with a shrug of her shoulders.

"I hope you're right, I like to think I'm a fairly nice boss. Plus free coffee a pretty nice perk." Summer added with a smile

"My grandma, she loved telling stories about this town," he told her. He'd came to Holloway because of her and he was beginning to feel how real her stories were. "That's really sweet, thank you. Yeah? I'll ask around. See if anyone needs a job."

"Have you lived here a long time? Are all your Grandmother's stories true?" Summer was curious what it could be like growing up and growing old in a place like this. "It's my pleasure. That would be a great help, I'm sure someone has to dream of being a baker in a quant coffee shop."

"Agreed." It was an innocent lie, the weather wasn't her exact reasoning of being there. "The nightlife is wholesome in this town, in some sense.. I'm not from here." She added like an afterthought. She had to remind herself to not treat the town as her own, she was a stranger to most. She turned her head and fully looked at the woman next to her on the bench. "Are you?" She scanned her face for any familiarity, any features she might match to an elder, an ancestor. But found none that resonated with Cecilia. Sometimes she was good with that, a familiar nose, eyes unlike others from the town. Whenever a relative of hers was born with red hair, Cecilia wanted nothing more than to hold them in her own arms.

Summer gave her another soft smile after she agreed with the description of the night before them. Being new meant everyone she met was an opportunity for a new friend, so Summer acted accordingly. "I'm Summer." She said answer the question though it wasn't really finished, she reach her hand out to the woman she was sharing a park bench with.

Tammi let out a breath then a laugh, stepping towards the woman and taking the card. "Thank you so much. My head today. I am so tired," the wolf told her, she'd had a bad night. She hadn't been able to turn her thoughts off. "Your coffee is amazing, by the way. Why I left the card, I bought a second latte and forgot to put it back in my bag."

"I'm just glad I caught you before you made it too far." Her good deed for the day done. Summer couldn't resist a big smile spreading across her face at the compliment. "That's so nice, I'm glad you liked it!" Part of Summer was always second guessing her choices but hearing compliments like that helped her feel more settled. "I'm Summer."

He smiled gently. "You won't be treading inside then? Not your thing?" he was amused slightly by the superstition mortals put on these things. Fae had customs and respect for the dead of course. But spirits were not all bad, some were incredibly powerful. "Thank god there are now clowns." He joked. "I hate clowns."

"No, I don't think anyone would like seeing me scream and run out the front door." Summer laughed a bit at the idea. She was new in town and preferred a better impression than that. "Really? I've never minded them but, I know you aren't alone. I think it's the make up."

Starter: open (@hollowstarters)

Location: The Lookout

Summer watched as the rain hit against the windows of her little coffee shop. The morning rush had mostly died down now, leaving her alone to clean the tables and cups until the next round costumers wondered in for their afternoon caffeine fix. It was a nice quiet as the tap of train drops continued but it didn't last long as the door swung open and as a figure ran in from the rain.

"Come in dry off." Summer walked from around the corner offering the new person a towel to dry themselves a bit.

victoria-defoire

If the other expressed surprise Victoria would surely understand, sometimes even she forgot how old she was but around the 500 hundred mark everything kind of blurred together;

"What made you want to come here?" that look on the others face, it was a look she knew well, home sick. It was common among those that created memories and emotions around locations.

"I can see if I can stop by sometime soon, what are your opening hours?" rather curious about this business she ran; "are you friendly to all species, I would hate to interrupt the flow of things upon arrival"

"I heard it was good place for super naturals to land, and I was in need of a fresh start." Summer explained, a little more comfortable talking about herself now the other had revealed who they really were. It was still new for Summer, being so open about everything.

"Of course anyone is welcome." She answered. "I'm looking for someone to work later hours, for now it's just me. So I'm there as long as I can stay awake." Summer said trying to make sure the joke was clear in her tone.

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The sun had slipped down, and the warmth of the sky was ebbing. Music had began to play, and Cecilia found comfort in the community once more. With the absence of the sun, she kept an eye out for anything lurking. Dark things that could threaten the town. She would need to send out her message to the council soon, but first she wanted to place down roots. She wouldn't be leaving until the safety of her family was confirmed, and she was willing to the help the council with that.

Spotting someone from the corner of her eye, Cecilia looked around at the benches that were full. She paused for a moment before turning her eyes on them. "You're welcome to share my bench." She scooted more to one side, allowing them the choice.

Summer's place was nice, and mostly moved in after a few months but so quiet. Especially at night. Memories of a pack of other wolves floated in her mind as she hugged herself, walking the park to pass the time till she'd try to fall asleep. Opening the coffee shop would come as early as ever the next day. The offered made Summer give a small smile and she couldn't help but take a seat beside the stranger. Company and conversation sounded a bit like heaven right now. "Well, thanks. The park is a tonight must be the nice weather."

victoria-defoire

Nodding at confirmation of her being new in town, it made sense though considering Victoria's age the femme really had traveled just about every where in the world, it's what happens when you have walked the Earth for literally centuries;

"Ah, I see, you know back in my day and we are talking almost about the 1500's, New York looked very different to how it does now"

Tthen again that could be said about almost every place; "I have heard of it, I can't say I've been there just yet but I might just pop in to see what it is about-... though I have to admit coffee does nothing to me these days." describing it as being just another beverage;

"Is it fully owned by yourself? Or is it with another? After all we all are feeling the affects of the financial uprising in this day an age" Victoria wasn't but she felt it rude to boast about it to someone who might not be as wealthy in money as she was

Summer tried to control the look of surprise when the other woman stated the year she had last been in New York. It shouldn't be that shocking she knew there were other supernaturals around but Summer had spent most of her life around other wolves who didn't exactly live to be 400 hundred.

"I can only image it was totally different. Still it was mostly woods where I cam from." Summer couldn't help but feel a bit home sick as she said it. Her life was better now certainly but it was more lonely. "It's just mine." Summer said the pride clear on her face being able to claim the look out a fully her own. "I'd love it if you came by."

"I think it would fit with the vibe of Holloway," Alex replied with a small laugh, he wondered if Summer knew anything about the town... about the supernatural. "I will, don't worry. I'll be there most mornings for my breakfast. You'd be very welcome."

"It would wouldn't it? Ghosts are right on brand for a town like this." It was strange coming to a place were it seemed most people where supernatural. Summer had never experienced it, mostly staying within her old pack back home. "I'm so happy to hear that, I'll commit that coffee order to memory then. If I find someone else to hire we could get a a more steady stream of baked goods. I keep running out by noon."

Silas looked over at the old house. He hadn't been in Holloway too long, but he knew that the town was littered with historical buildings like the one they were standing looking at. "Oh well, as long as the kitchen is ghost-free we'll all have a splendid evening." He joked, moving to get some coffee. "I have heard of some goings on... lights flickering, even books flying off of shelves." He knew that the real culprit was a mischievous faery but he didn't share that. "I don't think this what people were expecting... I think they were expecting one of those... carnival houses?" he asked it as a question, he had only seen such things in media.

Summer wouldn't admit it but she was a bit relieved to have been mostly spared the experiences of ghosts the others were speaking about. She wasn't scared per-say but seeing a ghost wasn't on her to do list either. She smiled as he took the coffee. "Sounds spooky, glad we're safe in here" Summer nodded. "I have to say that is more what I had expected, funny mirrors, and smoke machines." Sighing she raised her eyebrows. "This next level for certain."

"I mean, it's a fair assumption to make. Maybe it's like some magical coffee, keeps away the evil spirits," he joked, though there was a small part of him that wondered if there were such thing as evil spirits. "Nice to meet you, Summer. I got a lovely coffee there before work the other day. I'm Alex, I own the comic book store," he said, taking her hand.

"Magic coffee maybe that should be the shops new tag line." Summer said with a small laugh at his joke. Summer didn't really know if she believed in spirits but plenty if people of have come down a bit scared. "Oh, I think I remember you stopping by. I'm glad you liked it come by again." Summer nodded."I've seen it but I'll have to come and check it out more closely."

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Alcohol wasn't high on the Countess's list tonight but it would definitely help move things along in terms of the nights events; "Where are you from originally?" clasping her hands together, lacing her slender fingers till her knuckles kissed; "I definitely know I haven't seen you around before but people do happen to come and go so it's no surprise if you are one of the newer civilians in town" communicating with such poise it was almost obvious and in your face what a old soul she was

"I'm from upstate New York, the Adirondacks spent most of my time in the mountains and the woods." Summer would have remembered meeting the blonde as well. She looked striking and certainly stood out in a crowd. "I moved here about 3 months ago, opened a coffee shop." Summer gave a quick smile. "The lookout maybe you've seen it."

@hollowstarters Open Starter

Hand on the door, the situation felt oddly similar, although Tammi couldn’t quite pinpoint what was going on. She rubbed her lips together, her senses on alert as she quickly searched the area with her eyes. “Uh... um, who is there?” She turned, stepping slightly towards the sound. “This isn’t funny if this is some kind of practical joke.”

Summer followed after the young woman card in hand. It was clear she was a bit nervous so Summer put her other hand up in gesture of innocence. "Sorry I didn't mean to scare you, I just wanted to make sure you got this." She held out the credit card. "I've left mine before what a headache."

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Alex leaned against the counter, he wasn't sure if it was his imagination but this room seemed to be warmer than the rest of the house. Maybe it was the heat from the coffee. Though he was certain he'd felt a chill as he'd wandered the corridors. "I'm always grouchy without my morning coffee, no doubt I would be in the next life," he joked. "Appease the ghosts with coffee."

"It's the only trick I have, keep people happy with coffee. So I hope it works on ghosts as well." Summer smiled again, this time topping off her own mug as they spoke. "I'm Summer, I just open that little coffee place called The Lookout". Putting the coffee pot to the side she reached her hand out offering it to him.

Deirdre approached the coffee stand. She would need a little pick-me-up to get through this night since she had just come off a partial shift. She had quickly showered and changed in order to make it to Leland Manor on time.

"You're a literal lifesaver. I would love just a coffee with oat milk if you have any. Otherwise, I'll just take it black. My poor stomach doesn't handle dairy well."

"I'm Deirdre, by the way. I don't think we've met."

"I'm so happy to hear it's going to a good home." Summer said with a wink pouring the brewed coffee, steam raising from the cup. "You are in luck my new friend, I brought the oat milk." She passed the cup over to her across the counter after adding the creamer of choice.

"Deirdre, glad to meet you. I'm Summer, I just open that old coffee shop called The Lookout. You should come by."

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