How the Cookie Crumbles (Rowan & Ignatius)

Crimson · July 3, 2008, 10:22 PM

Timestamp: The third cycle of Melora. Winter, Era XV Post Fractum.
During The Regency of Milo L'Evienne

The coffee maker's eyes widened when Raphael seemed suddenly seized by a fit, causing the young man to fumble backward. Thankfully, Rowan was there to partially catch her friend. The two humans went off balance and nearly slammed against the cart that contained the cookies and the boiling coffee. If it wasn't for the cofee man's bulk the entire thing would have toppled backwards, wasting the wonderfully made snacks in one swoop.

When Raphael came to, he found himself look upwards at Rowan and the coffee maker's worried countenances.

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"What?" whispered Raphael, shocked to discover a stream of tears coursing down his cheeks, "W-What is this bewitchment?"

The coffee maker, not altogether pleased by this statement, shook his head as his brow narrowed. "You fell and nearly lost an entire darkening's work!" he protested "Gah, what happened anyway? One moment you were fine, the next you are fainting and ... are you crying ??"

Rowan · July 9, 2008, 08:03 PM

Rowan was surprised by the take the coffee seemed to have on her friend. When she saw him stumble backwards she quickly stepped up to grab him so he didn't fall. Unfortuantely she found herself falling backwards, with Raphael, into the cart. She frowned and looked to the old man, "I'm so sorry," she said concerned for him and Raphael.

She looked down on her friend and was shocked at the words that came from him. "What do you mean? What happened?" She asked in a concerned voice. She looked up as the grandfatherly man spoke his words and winced, feeling bad for almost losing his work with his cart. At the mention of tears, she looked quickly back upon her friend and noticed them as well.

Crimson · July 24, 2008, 08:16 PM

Shaking his head, the brewer quickly returned to his post behind his cart and prepared another cup of the warm hazel colored liquid. He stirred it for several moment, at the same time watching Raphael recover, before returning by the youth's side. He handed Raphael the second cup and nodded.

"Ya better drink this" he said "I added something that should clear your head. Are you hurt? You had a nice fall there ..." He nodded softly at the spot where Raphael fell where a patch indicating his form now sat against the frozen cobblestones.

"How about yourself, young lass?" he turned to Rowan with another smile "care for a second cup?"