diatu | [Semi-OPEN] Time for a Night Out!

[Semi-OPEN] Time for a Night Out!

Who: Spyro and you!
Where: The Night Shift
When: Sporadically during August
What: Spyro invited friends to the Night Shift, or it's your chance encounter with said dragon
Warnings: Probably not, if no one drinks alcohol

A - Dark Hollow

A tavern like the Night Shift is probably an odd place to find a Diatu student, let alone its the only actual dragon (thus far) since the faculty doesn’t encourage such activities. But it was the first place Spyro could find willing to accept him as a customer and accept a fairly complicated custom drink order.

He got a bit more than he bargained for in a good way. The dragon slid over a generous tip for their troubles and was left to enjoy the first and best unicorn frappuccino that he’s tasted since being dumped here by sundering magic and being the new mascot for the bar, whatever that means.

Well. Not entirely left alone.

But the experience was nice enough that Spyro (possibly against better judgment) decided to invite any friend or two to come along with him one night. With advance notice that they’re semi-ironically going to a bar.

Or maybe for some reason you’re a fellow student who just so happened to consider the spot a suitable hangout. Spyro can be seen sipping at his pink drink while rowdy common folk are boasting about who can take the little guy on in the ring or loudly shout challenges his way.

B - Spyro’s Ring

Said challenges are annoying sometimes, but it’s a good way for Spyro to show his stuff without any serious consequences as long as he keeps his fire breath to a minimum. Because he has noticed while he might be able to just barely get away with setting someone’s pants aflame, their skin is another matter.

He crouches at the ready as if he is a mighty predator far bigger than his actual size, while a brawny tavern regular he doesn’t care to remember the name of at the moment cracks his knuckles.

"Look at ye! A little baby lizard like you ain’t gonna stand a chance!"

"Oh yeah? You planning to sit on me, bubble-butt?"

Both sides are clearly oozing with confidence. This can only end well for one of them.

Wildcard!
[Got something else in mind at the Night Shift?]

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...how is this his life?

Kaiba is perfectly happy with the darkest roast available, thanks. Absolutely no frills. He isn't thrilled about the locale either, but a small part of him feels an obligation to the purple dragon, and that's what's brought him here.

He downs an absolutely bitter cup of coffee, shaking his head. "I don't know how you haven't turned into a cotton candy cloud by now."

Probably because of destiny, Kaiba, honestly. Not that that's a suitable answer.

Kisara's sighing softly to herself as she's somehow tagged along, because there's only a few places she's remotely feeling comfortable with at this point in time. And trying out new things isn't always a bad idea, even if she's trying this... unicorn drink thing.

Immediately she's scrunching her nose up in actual disgust and slowly pushing it away from her. "What is this?"

The sour blue raspberry white chocolate sauce probably didn't make the experience any less intense, but Spyro doesn't take any offense.

"Because I don't drink these all the time." is his answer to Kaiba.

Meanwhile, if Kisara doesn't want hers, he'll slowly start sliding it the rest of the way towards himself. "And you're Kisara, did I say that right? We could get you something else."

Edited 2019-08-20 05:02 (UTC)

"Mmm. You might like a basic coffee...this dark roast is especially bitter, but you could start with a medium?"

He rolls his eyes as Spyro takes Kisara's abandoned drink. "This isn't the usual atmosphere I'd associate with going out for coffee either...what possessed you to come here?"

Coffee? Honestly, this is all new territory to begin with. She's sighing softly and just pushing it further towards Spyro, he can have it.

"Ah, yeah, that would be me... I wouldn't mind trying something else? I'm not... too sure what the problem with that was other than it was a lot." It's too sweet, is what she means, not that she really quite grasps that particular taste right now.

"... Not that I really know what a coffee exactly is, either." Look. Look, she really is going to have all the culture shock here.

"This is sweet. And coffee is bitter, made from fire-roasted coffee beans all ground up."

While he didn't take to that particular art, Spyro knows a little something thanks to a certain barista dragon.

"I was looking for a place that would... sell drinks to dragons-" Spyro starts, carefully avoiding the word 'serve' considering the reputation his kind has. "... and now I'm their mascot. Whatever that means besides free drinks."

There's a glimmer of understanding on his face. Spyro had defended them from that fate of servitude so well that he'd almost forgotten that others wouldn't view their classmate the same way. He sighed, giving Spyro an appreciative look.

"Mm, then this place is good for something after all. And the drink isn't bad either."

He turned his attention back to Kisara. "There's...a certain negative history between humans and dragons in this world. But I could order a few strengths for you, and cream...I have a feeling I might need to drink the rest if we're to watch a bar fight."

He lifts a hand to wave someone over and ask for just that.

"Sweet..." She's quiet for a moment as she ponders that, before coming to the answer. "Oh, so like honey? Or... so I've heard." She wouldn't know, but that's in the past and not something to really bring up in great depth or anything.

Of course there'd be some issue with dragons in this place too and she can't help but let out a soft sigh, sounding way too exhausted about all of it. "Somehow I am not surprised that that is the case, people fear that they don't understand." At least she has the luxury of the dragon being dormant for the time being, unlike Spyro.

"Honestly, the more I learn the more I can compare it to other things." Which is honestly a fair point, you can't compare things to other things if you don't know what those things even are.

This is probably going to be a bad idea to put that much caffeine near her, though.

"Yeah! Like honey." Spyro says before starting to polish off the frappuccino originally for himself and move on to the second.

His dragonfly buddy is busy getting his own late-night snack, chomping on a stray moth that was fluttering near one of the lights.

Kaiba nods as three coffees are laid before them: light, medium, and dark roast. He also offers cream and sugar.

"Here's your first lesson: the taste is bitter but invigorating. You can dull it with cream or a small amount of sugar if you want, but I prefer the strongest hit."

Yup. He's gonna be wide awake tonight.

Hey, Kaiba, how much simple stuff are you willing to explain before it gets frustrating?

She's pursing her lips for a moment as she's examining this whole nonsense, this is not familiar. In the slightest.

"Cream and sugar?" Bitter but invigorating, that sounds a little familiar to her. And simple enough to understand, of course she's quietly going to smell each one of them first to see if that gives her any hints. Not... exactly, which is a little strange to her.

"How do you know which is which?"

Spyro shrugs his shoulders, the movement accented by how his wings twitch a little as well.

"Is it the color?" he decides to ask, leaving the other simple questions for Kaiba to explain. "I don't drink coffee anyway."

Edited 2019-08-21 05:14 (UTC)

Kaiba sighs quietly. It's going to be a long night. He reaches for the containers, shaking each.

"This is cream." He swishes it in the container. "The crystals are sugar...but if you're not sure what you're holding, you'll want to taste a little on your finger first before you go dumping it on anything. It looks identical to salt, which has the opposite taste."

He demonstrates and makes a face. "...as I said, identical. This is salt. Here's the sugar. Maybe I should've just ordered something hard."

It's going to be the longest night, if he didn't expect her to question every little thing. Something about experiencing new things and she didn't much have the luxury of knowing most things even in her own time. It's ridiculous, really.

"Identical to salt..." She'll have to keep that in mind, though she's blinking slowly as he's making that face. Ah.

"Something hard?" She's going to quietly take that sugar either way and just try a sip of each before adding gradually to the sugar and cream. Maybe something will make her not hate it.

Yuki had heard of this place and wasn't sure exactly what kind of place this really was. And it just so happened that he saw Spyro with the pinkest drink he'd ever seen in his life. So he had to go over and find out what it was, so that's exactly what he did. There was only one person here that he knew liked pink and it gave him an idea that he hadn't realized that he'd been looking for..sort of.

Making his way over to the dragon's table, he looked closer at the very pink drink.

"What..is the name of that drink you're having?"

"A unicorn frappuccino! It's an extra special order since it's not exactly something on the menu."

And it must be since the bartender is wiping up moisture and stray flavor powder off the table. Preparing the ingredients is a very involved matter.

Spyro sips at his drink for another moment. "How have you been?" he finally adds.

"I've been good, how have you been?" Yuki asked pleasantly. He then looked at the table and gestured. "Is it alright if I sit down with you?"

He wasn't rude and he wasn't going to pretend to be. But now that he had the name of the drink and that it wasn't on the menu, that knowledge was tucked away for another day and another time.

The dragon motions with a toss of his head that Yuki sure indeed can come sit down. If only so it helps keep someones else with less quiet and relaxed intentions from taking that particular seat.

Not without using force anyway even if any of the working men might not need to use much.

"I'm still kinda adjusting to how weird it gets around here, but I've been picking up the history about dragons here and there too."

Among other things thanks to Ire that he won't mention in public.

"Thank you." Yuki said, before taking a seat.

Sighing at Spyro's observations, Yuki then shook his head. "If the hail in the Summer isn't weird enough, we've had killer plants, people needing sleep and libraries on fire."

He thought of Kazuma and hadn't seen the kid around for a while which was odd. But the part about the history caught his attention.

"Are there other dragons here too then?"

All the shouting around them almost drowns out that last question, which isn't a bad thing. A portion of the patrons hushes down with wariness. After all, Spyro's small self is apparently cute enough for most that he has special treatment in the first place.

"Just the one I know of who saved my life," Spyro replies. A guarded answer, considering he neglects to mention the ghost dragon.

The nosier men might listen for a while longer, but the answer doesn't cause a panic about dragons returning en masse since Ire's rescue of Spyro probably wasn't easy for most of the other natives to miss.

"Well at least you have that." Yuki replied. Really, to be the only one of anything was lonely and he knew that feeling all too well.

He thought about ordering one of the drinks that Spyro had, but instead ended up just ordering a cup of green tea. And when the bar person left to get the tea, he looked back at Spyro.

The last dragon he knew had erased his friends' memories years ago when a girl had accidentally hugged him and tranformed him into a rat. But the curse was broken here, and Spyro definitely wasn't a human at all.

"I don't suppose you've heard anything about us going home."

"Nothing yet besides pulling things from our home to here. It's how my best buddy Sparx is back with me," answers Spyro.

Said dragonfly is hard to pick out against the shine of the building's lightbulbs even as the dragon does his best to point them out, keeping busy by being an insect exterminator.

His eyes try and find this said companion but he gave up when the waiter came over with his tea.

So the dragon wasn't alone because he had someone from his home with him too. Well that was good news too. It almost made him wish he had the same, but if it was to be someone from his family, well that would be okay depending on who it was of course.

"I've been hearing people have regained some of the things they could do back home too." And he really hoped that did NOT include his curse returning.

"Huh. That's news to me. And I don't think I'm missing anything else."

Not that Spyro's ever thought to check for sure, but he assumes he would've noticed immediately if such a thing as similarly integral to dragons as his fire breath was gone. ~~But he also hasn't gone swimming lately either.~~

Yuki shrugged. "Some of us don't have anything to miss." He was referring to his curse, but there was no way that he wanted that back.

Looking at Spyro now, he smiled. "But if you've got everything then it sounds like you're okay."

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