Ze Cafe Du Weeponz (Death: Open After Death)

[Renzenku]

Ren sat at the table closest the window, sipping quietly at a hot chocolate that was in his left hand, glancing around he noted the hustle and bustle of the cafe; ever since he was sent on those recruitment missions more and more people had shown up, mainly those of non-human species, but there were some humans sitting near the door. He smiled as he awaited the arrival of someone he actually knew, or maybe a newcomer to the Island that was there for the tournament and not just to help with impending War the Advisor was scared of. The Advisor... Scared by a War... Or is it something else? I won't find out until it happens, so I suppose I'll have to wait... He looked into the murky depths of his coco and smiled again, the look of thoughtfullness never leaving his face. He was entirely prepared for anything, and still awaited someone to enter the doors of the Cafe that was there for the Tournament.

[Death]

A male opened both of the double doors of the cafe` in a dramatic fashion. He looked no different from the average skinny teenager, yet his coal black eyes looked older than they should be. He was wearing a white jacket over a black shirt, white jeans and black sneakers. His raven black hair looked like it needed to be cut/ Looking around, the teenager finally found who he was looking for. It was Renzenku, an angel. Angels were such do-gooders. Although, the teen didn't mind that much, it was just annoying that angels tended to be cocky, heroic, assholes. The male was just an asshole. He walked over to Renzenku and said down. "What up, Renz?"

[Renzenku]

Ren picked at his left hand before responded, still semi-deep in thought, "Oh, nothing Death, you?" He looked at the dark teen and smiled, Always so... Well... Dark... His high collared white cloak swished slightly as Ren readjusted his position on the padded chair to be more comfortable, his black and white pants swayed slightly under the table and his blond spiked hair wiggled as he shook his hair around for self-amusement.

[Death]

"The same, I guess," Death answered, observing Renz's actions. He seemd slightly childish. He then leaned back in his chair and put his feet on the table. "So Renz, why are we here, exactly," He asked, looking around the face. There was a waitress a few tables over. She seemed bored with her costumer. For slight amusement, Death manipulated the shadows around her so she her perception of depth and where she was was distorted. He watched with a chuckle as the waitress tripped and fell on her face.

[Renzenku]

Ren sighed, This is... The fourth time that's been asked... Or second... I can't remember... "We are here for Ragno's, the Advisor's, personally amusement; at this time, there is a Tournament in progress, or being set up, that Ragno plans to set in motion when at least 10 people are on the island. He has already set aside area's that the tournament shall be held in, for now though: We wait and amuse ourselves... As a nice little add on, Ragno happens to be afraid of an impending War, and I don't know why..." Ren moved slightly, showing slight unease at what he had just said, looking over at the poor waitress he brushed his hair over more to the right and then turned to Death. His eyes rose slightly as he got an idea, Sparring him... Might be amusing, a test of power without Ragno's watchful eye...

[Ezrion Alexander]

Ezrion sat at the table on the far right of the Cafe, drinking calmly and listening to some of his favourite music, he had been there for quite awhile contemplating all that had happened on this fated Island since he arrived. Noticing Renzenku walk in he smiled, but did not approach him immediately, instead he opted to finish his drink, and by the time he was done he noticed a male had joined Ren, one that he didn't know. Walking over he grabbed a spare chair from a nabouring table and placed it next to the to men in front of him.

"Hey Ren good to see you again." Looking over at the other male he offered up a hand. "I'm Ezrion, You must be new around here. So what's your name?"

[Death]

Death raised his eyebrow at Renz's explanation. A war sounded interesting, as did pissing off a god. "I say we start a war. If the god is afraid of war, make him afraid. And who has been picked for this tournament so far," Death told Renz. Death then noticed a new person enter their conversation. He seemed to know Renz. When asked for his name, Death stood up abruptly from his chair so it actually fell back onto the floor with a loud clatter. He then bowed mockingly to the stranger and said to him, head still down, "I am Death, also known as the Eternal Shadows. And who are you?" With that, Death picked up his chair and resumed his previous position.

[Renzenku]

Ren's smile wavered, "That's just it, he doesn't seem to be afraid of War, he seems to be afraid of what may follow it, like he has suspicions of something.... Everyone on this Island, they are the chosen ones, everyone on the Island..." Ren nodded to Ezrion, acknowledging his presense, and watched amusedly as Death pulled his small stunt, eyeing him thoughtfully as he sat back down. Puffing slightly Ren leaned back in his chair and thought about a few things, mainly about what Ragno could possibly be afraid of.

[Ezrion Alexander]

Ezrion lowered his hand. With a raised eyebrow and a slight chuckle he said,"As I've already told you my name is Ezrion." He then placed his hands flat on the table. Smoke began trickling through his fingers on his right hand, quickly lifting his hand to see five little burn marks in a perfect star shape."Oops. So, what you guys talking about?"

[Death]

Death shrugged. "Yeah, I've been zoning in and out of this whole thing for a bit now," He told them, now looking at the burn marks. He softly blew at them at an attempt to start a fire, although the wasn't even any flames to start with.

[Solomon Black]

Solomon walked in as the door swung open from a gust of wind. He walked straight toward the group, and stood on the opposite side of the table from Ezrion. Looking straight at Ren and completely ignoring the new guy except for a head nod in his direction, " Who is the new one? "

[Ezrion Alexander]

Ezrion spoke to Solomon. "His name is death. And he thinks himself a funny guy."

[Death]

Death found that he probably didn't like this Ezrion Alexander fellow. He thought he actually intended to be funny. Maybe he should rip off one of his limbs to prove how funny he really was. With a yawn, Death waved to the newcomer. "Hello there, kind sir. How are you," he greeted him.

[Kaoru]

Kaoru appeared out of nowhere wearing his usual dark clothes. He saw that he appeared before a new guy and inspected the man from a short distance. “Well now.. soon it’ll begin then..”

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