The early morning had gone by quickly as Morgana baked enough goodies for the morning rush of customers needing something quick and tasty for there morning meal.
People always asked her why she baked. She was a champion and an immortal besides. What need did she have for money? She would usually just glare and they would scuttle off though. She didn't owe anyone an explanation for anything she did. They were right. She wasn't in desperate need of money or anything. The reason she baked was because it relaxed her. It soothed the pain inside her. Even if it was just a little bit.
Once she had finished placing everything on the racks and displays she wandered over to the counter. She enjoyed this time of the day. Before the crowds of people filled the streets and shops. Quite. While she loved the peace and quite it wasn't always good for her. It was times like this that her mind wandered to places best left alone if she were to remain sane and keep herself from succumbing to the temptation that the dark power at her command always offered. She would not give in to it. She was not evil. Despite what many people believed her to be. She was so tired of people who took one look at her and judged her accordingly. If they knew what she had done, had sacrificed they couldn't help but believe in her cause. The would have no choice but to denounce her sister and her tyrannical ways and when she was free of this bargain and could return home as a hero with Kayle defeated and forced to see the error of her ways. That was the dream she had sacrificed everything for. It had to come to pass else... else it was all for nothing and that was simply not acceptable.
She turned and went to the door and flipped the sign around to the open position. While doing so she accidentally looked into the window glass and saw what was left of what was once her crowning glory. Her once beautiful wings looked like they had been burned beyond recovery but she could never forget the truth. Her own sister had done this to her. Had baited her into a fight and took the most important thing she had in the world. Her crowning glory. Her way of life. Her wings. Afterwards she was filled with so much anger and hate that she broke her vows to never look for the forbidden magic. Morgana didn't care what the price was at the time. She had to make people see the truth and punish Kayle for what she had done. Never had she imagined that the price would be so high though. Her once pure appearance and aura were stained with black the color of moonless midnight. Every time she saw what had happened to her she died just a little more inside.
She shook herself trying to rid herself of the painful thoughts. Now was not the time to grieve over her losses. She heard the door rattle as if someone were about to enter. Her customers didn't expect a smile from her. That was good seeing that she rarely smiled anymore but they did expect her to be professional. That she could and would do. She knew what it was to keep ones responsibilities.
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At this early in the morning was when Nevin was usually out in the streets, before the rush, before all the... crowds. It was a good time for him to wander, at least when he was not out hunting or the like. It was a good time to just forget everything and just... walk. Since it was still early in the morning, and the sun had yet to fully warm the air, he decided upon wearing a leather jacket to keep him warm for the time being.
walking down the street he taken notice of a shop that bore the name of Sinful Succulence. He remembers hearing of said bakery, and the owner that is well known for making such delights. It had been some time since he had let himself eat something sweet, almost too long. The scent of baking had nearly led him to the entrance as much as his feet did. At the door he noticed the sing signifying that it was in fact open, which was convenient as he likely would not have waited and perhaps moved on.
He had opened the door, the bell on it rattled, letting whomever was there at the time know that he had entered. The scent of chocolate and caramel hitting his nostrils like a wall of scent as soon as he stepped the threshold of the door. He looked around to see if there was someone around, if there was at this early hour. He had seen the very person that had owned the place. Being the first time he had seen her besides vids of matches. She was even more lovely than she appeared on the screens, especially with a smile adorning her face, though he would probably not tell her that. "Hello." was the only thing to come out of his mouth at the moment.
Post by Sara DaNeschi on Jul 12, 2013 17:11:15 GMT -5
Right behind Nevin, another person steps in. One who doesn't make her presence noted just yet. She merely steps inside and looks around, a dark cloth hood covering her head and shadowing most of her face from the light. Her whole outfit is rather dark, except for the elaborate, high quality longbow on her back.
Sara, Miss DaNeschi, whatever people wanted to call her these days. She walks around on the edges of the shop, her expression rather neutral. Holding an arrow in her hand as she walks, she peers through the menus and displays, pondering what she wants to order.
After thinking for a moment, she turns to look over the counter, her blue eyes glinting beneath the shadow of her hood. Morgana... the Fallen Angel. Fallen from what however? Grace. Good and evil. Mere points of view. In Noxus, all that mattered was strength. There were laws of course, but anyone could make their way to the top by defeating their rivals in legal duels.
Greetings m'lady. If possible, I would like to order something... mild. A sweetroll perhaps. Anything would be good after only having yordle pastries for a while...
Post by The Glorious Executioner on Jul 13, 2013 7:01:50 GMT -5
Draven Throws open the door and walks in. He loved Coming here as long as he can remember hes had a insatiable sweet tooth. "Hello Beautiful." he says as he strolls up to the counter. "My brother Loved the cake you mad it was perfect and for that Draven thanks you, Oh and here you are." He says as he pulls out a Rather big bag of coin and presents it to Morgana. "Payment upon Completion as promised, And can i get some Cupcakes for the road?' Draven says as he leans up against the counter looking at the other patrons in the shop. "Whats up with everyone wearing hoods now a days?" Draven says.
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The small bell over the door let out a small jingle. Morgana couldn't help but grin a little when someone new. Someone who at least looked like a normal human entered the shop. She had thought for a moment that it would have been Draven. It was to early in the day for her to handle his antics.
She was surprised when a hooded figure seemed to flow in behind the first man. Judging from the figures shape it was a woman or girl. She couldn't determine the age right of the bat and she wasn't of a mind to work at trying to figure it out. The first man to enter greeted her and she responded in kind. She wasn't in a cheerful mood but she was a professional, she took pride in it. "Hello, welcome to Sinful Succulence." The welcome would serve for both of her customers she was sure.
The hooded figure approached the counter and she could now see that it was a young girl. (Most humans were ether young girls or boys to Morgana.) Morgana gave a small shudder at her words. Yordles put far to much sugar and frosting on everything. There was such a thing as to much of a good thing. "Of coarse child." She walked over to where her display of sweet rolls rested. "Where would you happen across a yordle around here?" Morgana didn't hold any hate for the small creatures but she was the exception to the rule in Noxus. Those that didn't hate the creatures were disdainful.
She had just finished wrapping up the roll for the girl when there was a loud jingle followed by the crash of the door hitting the wall. After momentarily tensing she closed her eyes in frustration. She knew it had been to good to last. His words to her only managed to frustrate her a little today. She was getting used to Draven by now and if she became angry with everything he said she would never stop being frustrated with the man. Oh right....she was always frustrated with him.
"Hello Draven, why must you always enter so loudly all the time? You will scare off my other patrons never mind startling me." She knew regardless what he said he would do the same thing next time he came to her shop. She just had to get used to it though sometimes she felt like Draven was a child in a mans body.
"I am glad that your brother enjoyed it. There is a man you should emulate Draven. He is a proper citizen who knows and performs his duty without making a spectacle of himself."
The sight of the large bag of coins made her blink momentarily. There was obviously far to many coins for the cake and the rolls. She couldn't help but eye Draven wearily. "What is all this for Draven?" left the coins on the counter while she went to gather the cup cakes. She heard Draven's next words but didn't know how to reply. Especially with said robed figure standing in the shop. She started to wrap up the cup cakes for Draven. She couldn't help wonder about the extra coins. Was he just being generous or did he have some other motive. You never could tell with Draven....or Noxians in general.
Post by Sara DaNeschi on Jul 13, 2013 16:06:25 GMT -5
Sara sighs and turns to Draven, keeping her face hidden beneath the shadow to hopefully make it so that the Executioner won't remember her if they run to each other again. She almost stabs the arrow she is holding into the counter but restrains herself.
Perhaps it is because not everyone is a narcissistic fool like yourself that need to be noticed all the time, but prefer anonymity at times? And hiding myself in the dark helps out in my work.
The first sentence comes out with heavy addition of spite, as she was less than fond of the so-called Glorious Executioner.
She then turns back to Morgana, offering a slight smile to the Fallen Angel.
Oh, I did not run across one here, I was recently on a hunting expedition in the Yordle Lands for a few months. I may not like the creatures, but the mountains surrounding their lands has let some... unique prey to grow in the area.
Post by The Glorious Executioner on Jul 15, 2013 9:05:20 GMT -5
Draven Smiles "Its the payment for the party and I wanted to show my gratitude with a little something extra for ya that's all." "Don't Act like i dont brighten your day when ever I come visit you."Draven says Smiling and then Focusing His attention to Sara. "Why be Anonymous when you can flaunt your talent to the world and get the recognition you deserve, No point in being humble."
Morgana finished wrapping the cup cakes. She was speechless at Draven's words. He we being more then a little generous with her. She handed the cupcakes to Draven and said "Thank you Draven, you know it wasn't necessary." She looked at him and the scathing remark about him always annoying on her surprisingly died on her tongue. She couldn't help the confused look from showing on her face. "Whatever Draven, perhaps you have grown on me. Like a small child grows on you despite there behavior."
She was glad her head was turned while the two discussed the hood and staying anonymous. She couldn't help the smile that crossed her face. As much as he could annoy her at times he could also put a smile on her face when she was feeling down. Or anytime really. He was good at taking her mind off of her troubles and turn her thoughts away from her inner turmoil and the war back home.
"I see, I didn't think the little people were as silly as that. They wouldn't last long in the area if they did start to roam the area." "It will be on the house today. For putting up with my other customer here in good humor you should be rewarded."
Post by Sara DaNeschi on Jul 16, 2013 15:21:56 GMT -5
Sara bows slightly at Morgana, placing the arrow she held into the quiver on her back and taking the wrapped sweetroll in the hand instead.
Thank you m'lady. I'll be sure to come around again if I need some baked goods.
And from what I hear, they are... surprisingly adept in keeping their lands in check. They're all a bit... over friendly however, and not fit for a true Noxian way of life.
She then grins and turns to Draven, patting the executioner on the cheek in an amused fashion.
Because some find flaunting and behaviour such as yours to not be worth recognizing Draven. Sometimes, being modest gets you just as much recognition.
She then laughs and walks out of the bakery, vanishing into the crowd around the bakery and the streets behind the crowd.
"I have arrived!~~" Marcus bounded into the bakery, making sure the door was closed behind him and the rays from the sun weren't touching his skin before closing his umbrella and walking up to the counter. He waved to Draven cheerfully and pulled out a handful of money, putting it on the counter. "Hey Morgana, I need two cupcakes for me and my sister." Normally the Vampire Assassin wouldn't be this cheerful. But eating Morgana's sweets always made him excited. It was one of the few things that made him feel human. Although he didn't mind being a vampire. It had plenty of perks of its own. "Sorry Marcy isn't here, I didn't see her when I woke up, so I think she's out right now." He smiled at the angel and exposed his fangs slyly. "Knowing her though, she'll probably be in here at some point or another. But I figured I should get her a cupcake while I'm here. Just in case."
Just because I'm an assassin doesn't mean I can't have some fun, I'll be alive for a long time after all.
"Is that Marcus?" She had asked herself as she saw him walk into the bakery, she was a few feet behind him, she had been out a bit earlier than usual to walk by the concert hall. She walked into the bakery just as he finished his last sentence.
"Hi brother" She said and smiled, the door closing behind her she made sure to not expose herself to sunlight as she folded her umbrella, she looked around the shop and noticed Draven there, hard not to notice him. She looked at Morgana smiling a little bit more, "Hi Morg, how are you?"
Post by The Glorious Executioner on Jul 17, 2013 17:48:55 GMT -5
Draven Waves at the Newcomers in the shop and turns to Morgana and grabs the Cupcakes. "Well thank ya Darlin, you shouldn't give free food away to everyone who had the pleasure of dealing with me if that was the case you'd go broke within the day." He says smiling as he Turns to leave the shop. "Draven is Feeling generous today what ever These two want its on me." Draven says as he hands Marcus some Coin and walks out of the store.
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Morgana smiled at the girl and Draven while she spoke. "I look forward to your next visit." She didn't even have to fib. It wasn't often a customer could get on her good side so quickly but this one had. She rolled her eyes at Draven's words. "What am I going to do Draven? I might have to get another bakery to allow both you and your ego to fit inside." Draven would know that she was only teasing him. They had bantered like this since Draven really was the small boy that he sounded like.
She put another batch of rolls into the oven while the girl and Draven continued there banter. She heard the sharp tingle of her bell and she turned with a start. When she saw who it was she smile deepened. "Hello Marcus how is your...hello Marcy I didn't see you for a moment. I am doing well. What do I owe the pleasure of your visit?" She was only playing with them. The two had a sweet tooth and visited her almost every day. They had become quite good friends over the years being that they were immortals among normal humans and the amount of time they spent in her shop.
Draven's words as he turned to leave surprised her. What was going on with Draven. While it couldn't be said that he was a 'good man' considering what he did for a living he had always been kind to her and kept her company when she was feeling down on herself. Between the huge tip and now this she felt there had to be something up. He left before she could inquire though. Maybe she would ask later.
"You heard him. You get to satisfy your sweet fetish without taking out your coins. It is your lucky day." She gave the two warm smiles. "You were careful walking out in the sun today I trust? Braving death to visit little me. I am flattered as always."
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Marcy smiled, and walked up to the counter and looked at the different sweets, there was so much she liked in there. She could sit for hours just looking at the different cakes and cupcakes. She carefully looked at every piece that was in there, after all she didn't want to miss out on any good ones.
After a while she decided to take the ones she usually took, when she heard that Draven was paying she again looked at the different sweets. "Ehm, I'll take four vanilla cupcakes and two chocolate ones." She turned her head back to Morgana, "Of course, I'd visit you any day. Oh and while we are on the subject of visiting, would you like to join me and my brother for dinner tomorrow?" She said and smiled.
Post by Marcus Lee on Jul 19, 2013 12:17:11 GMT -5
Marcus walked up the counter leaning on it and tapping his cheek. "Hmmm, 3 chocolate please. I think I want to eat something other than sweets for the rest of the day." He nudged his sister playfully. His eyes opened wide at the invitation his sister put out. "Marcy, we don't even know what Morgana likes to eat." He laughed. "Plus i'm not the best cook in the world." He smirked and turned to Morgana. "That is unless you want a sandwich with blood on it." He smiled and stood up. He teasingly lifted his umbrella up and pointed it at the sweets behind Morgana. "Oh, you think we risk death to visit you? It's all about the sweets in my eyes." He laughed and smiled widely at Morgana. "Just kidding dear."
Just because I'm an assassin doesn't mean I can't have some fun, I'll be alive for a long time after all.
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