The HighTail Cafe

[TheOneOfName]

Seoni's approach to the cafe, as she held a flirtatious smile on her face, while her misty eyes spoke the same. This white furred, slender, blonde Mink, looked to love the attention her flirty appearance got her, as she didn't much like to discriminate against much, her attention could be on anyone, and let her have fun with them. Wearing a long red dress, with a slit going all the way up to her hip on her left, she showed off her slender, yet built leg, while she made her way into the HighTail, placing her arm out in front of her, as she leg her legs do most of the work, of pushing the door open.

As she stepped inside, she gave a brief pause, as she looked around, placing her gaze upon all the fine specimens that she might be able to have fun with, while she could enjoy her drink, or maybe even a meal. With a glance at the menu, she couldn't seem to take her eyes off of the people for too long, or she may miss an important detail, that she could use to pick out her 'conversational partner'.  

[Medical Officer Dusfraine]

Alexander found his coexistence alongside such vibrant characters as the anthromorphs to be rather awkward, to the point he began to see himself and even the rest of humankind to be almost irrelevant in present day. On top of being a human... and black... and carrying paramilitary equipment on his person at all times... Alex never believed himself to much of an appealing conversationalist- that saying, that the evolved members of society such as that gorgeous mink that just sashayed her way into the little coffee shop.

Now, to say that he didn't feel necessary in any particular populated setting didn't mean he felt he couldn't communicate with what he believes is the world's better half, and in fact retrained himself in many respects to accommodate the special needs of anthros: fur, cold blooded species, differing reactions to chemicals and medication between genus families... He wasn't an introvert, he just recognized that he probably wasn't a very interesting person in the eyes of most, and was quick to remain humble where it seemed appropriate.

Still, when Seoni cast her alluring gaze to and fro upon the cafe's various patrons, he would give her a friendly smile and regard with his eyes if she would look his way. If not, he'd simply return to the large cup of chilled coffee he ordered, wishing the baristas had simply refrigerated it instead of frozen it. "Blugh... so cold, I can hardly taste it."  

[Fey_Of_The_Moon]

bunny walked up to the cafe. Her ears twitching with curiosity. Peering through the windows of the establishment. She only grew more and more curious. Until finally she had to go in, and see what all the fuss was about.
When she walked through the doors there were all sorts of furries everywhere she looked. Her ears lurking up she looked for an empty place to sit even if it was at the barstools which was dangerous for her to be at. Finally she had no choice. To the bar she went.
When she sat down she looked at the lady behind the table who was staring at her like she was crazy. Which she would probably be right in doing so. "Carrot juice please" she said to the lady as she looked around to see if anyone was staring at her.  

[acobud]

Jacei was pleased to know that his favourite café chain was near his home. It was a nice place to step at, to sit down at a table with a latte in the hand on a laptop in the midst of the bustle of conversation and such. He subconsciously adjusted his bold spectacles before entering, quickly feeling the allure of the heavy aroma of coffee enticing him towards the counter like an enchanting seductress (or seducer, in his case). "Hm..." The horned bear-wolf let his violet eyes scan the place to see if he knew anyone (which was a no) and made his way toward the line. Before he was able to indulge into his smart phone he heard the rabbit girl in front of him order some carrot juice, and the idea of a rabbit ordering some carrot juice was so ironic he had forgotten to not make any rude noises and found him letting out a snirk. Which was quickly followed by a lousy apology.  

[Fey_Of_The_Moon]

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bunny looked over to a horned bear who was snickering at her getting carrot juice, and than heard a soft apology. Perking her ears up and situating her hat she glared over at him with a carrot juice mustache. "Is something funny" she said twitching her nose. Then smiling and letting out a little giggle at herself. "The names bunny, what's yours?" She said with another giggle before drinking some more of her juice with a hiccup. Carrot juice made her a little crazy, well more than usual.  

[AkitaWolvesbane]

A young female wolf named Arashi strolled up to the cafe. She was 6' tall, has fluffy gray fur with flecked throughout it, and has golden brown eyes. She was dressed in black shorts and a purple shirt. She was swishing her tail back and forth as she entered the cafe. She was new in town so she was looking forward to making some friends at this cafe. She sat in the lounge and ordered a mug of ale. While waiting for it she looked around at all the others in the cafe.  

[PandaSkunkPunk]

The punk saunters up idly to the cafe, humming to himself. Far from home, yet exactly where he needs to be, an empty cafe, barren and alone, nudging the door open and thankful he still had any keys he saved from the time he'd spent here in the past. He inhaled sharply, smiling, but so very much in pain. Empty for so long, just quiet, hard to even find any memories laying about the place. He sets his bag down, rubbing his face to find some focus, pulling various cleaning implements from his bag and setting off on a task that would serve no one but himself. Dusting, polishing, like making a bed for a guestroom you'd never use, hating every somber second that passes but finding such a calming joy in being somewhere familiar, even when all the happiness was long gone. He sighed sadly yet continued to work, hard to say if it was actually causing more harm than good, but there was nothing else to do, no one to entertain anymore..

 

[PandaSkunkPunk]

Drew hums to himself, setting some water to boil as he pulls on an apron, tying it taught and stretching. A lack of guests could only dampen the mood so much after restoring the cafe to as much of its form state as he could manage. A second, female, punk meanwhile was whistling an accompaniment to Drew, cleaning any dust that settled on the tables and laying out a set of cups for the twins, smiling to her brother softly. Drew and Ash sat and chatted, not expecting anyone to join them, but wishing for the company it would bring, enjoying the fresh tea while relaxing.

 

[PandaSkunkPunk]

The punk hums softly, striving to keep the cafe in dust free state, despite knowing a guest was likely to never come at this point. They sway their tail, gripping a duster in it to reach places too high up or awkwardly placed for them to reach as is. Tea and coffee being brewed passively as they work, not wanting to risk the smallest chance of someone showing up to an unprepared cafe.

 

[PandaSkunkPunk]

The punk hums quietly to themself, a variety of duplicates of themself helping to dust, clean, and prepare the cafe for another empty day. They do set a pot to boil, just in case, though it's like hoping a sinking ship will be saved by a storm.

Despite the effort, it still felt worthwhile though. They think so anyway. Too much history to let it mean nothing. They sigh quietly and slump back into one of the many chairs, long empty, a wave of their hand dismissing the duplicates, each vanishing into soft snowfall before fading entirely.

 

[PandaSkunkPunk]

They sigh quietly, tracing circles along the counter, tail dragging itself along the ground in slow waves. Their eyes half closed, ears twitching to the sound of a kettle idly heating water, eyes glinting white for a moment as the counter slowly amasses snow and ice, falling passively from above the punk, source unseen.

What's another year alone, not like they weren't plenty used to the quiet already.