Bastain was at the enterance on his third day being here , a small satchel tucked just beneath his elbow and his pace of walking very steady at the door . His hand lingering on the door handle slightly too long than what would be socially appropriate, in simaler clothing than he did yesterday however his long being down mostly with the odd braid tucked above his ear to conceal his ears . Knowing how yesterday the braids were taht tight it drove him insane . For the last few days his actions where less than substantial into figuring more about the magical situation, yesterday especially making up mostly of mindless chatter he was engaged deeply within in it . This whole situation could be compared to a multi option video game in how he was treating it and how it treat him with options that lead to no where . He was less bothered than he was suppose to be about it though . That sort of thing may explain why it had taken him more than a short while to come to the cafe it being around , 10 am before he had left the hotel room to join this establishment . Still instead of going forward and doing something he found himself blocking the entrance as his mind had started to wonder . He pushed gently the door to come open where the bell had notified the place he was there . He walked slightly along the place however as it was more near midday instead of the mild bitter smell of tea wafts of Carmel , pastry and certain posh products where across the place and the aroma of coffe mixed in with a sort of sweetness of the several syrups that where doused onto the different foods that where ordered . The air moist and filled with a certain flavour almost like small particles of sugar had came across it . With many plates of the most delectable food glistening in the soft lights as the lights where always at least a bit close towards the tables . With the menu he analysed and remembered- a possible photo may of been taken - ordering something would be natural of the place to check if the effects came across the food as well . He waltzed over to the closest table and perched himself down on a small one seater table in the right side of the bar . Again taking the menu and tucking it close into his face as his eyes scan a menu he has already read before . His eyes perkinh up at the look of the bar tender , eventually when a single glass being added onto the table he uses it to also peer at the other customers who where entering the bar as well . It was a quiet exchange between him and the waiter who would prefer to stay silent , luckily they shared that preference between them . He found himself empty , his fingers gliding up and down the menu as a slight tight feeling which entered his stomach and chest as he continued to peer through the think layer of paper trying to find something . He was slightly bent over the table nearly leaning completely across it as . He had stopped focusing on the menu ages ago now his mind drifted to being in here again . Acting like a 1950's noir detective without any of the skill . Technically he was investigating something so the label wasn't that foreign towards what he would be doing on this day . He had again started to reading the white menu covering itself with red roses , admiring the flowers on it . That causing a slightly distraction . Before the table could dog enough into his elbows to cause an acheing inconvenience a deep voice appeared from behind him
" so are you going to order "
The figure had seemed to find quite a lot of amusement in him as he jumped backwards , slamming the menu on the group . The guys voice was as rich as caramel and was deeper than most guys voices he had known personally : elders including in that assement .
" you …(to rude to say ) sorry sir for the reaction "
His response was not much better but it could of easily been worse so for now he could live with it . It's just that voice sounded like it belonged to a certain guy could not be proven yet though . He turned around 3/4 now the imagined voice of the man on the first night was what he was hearing . The original scene was the belief that his voice had eerily replicated his imagined version of the voice as it ended up being him . The man had stood there uncomfortably close behind him his reflection not even appear in chunks of light slightly behind him . The guy he had ran into in the first night was here and the first thought was to make sure that fact was not appearing onto his face . Still the fact he couldn't see him to have any warning to react was not ideal . Even if the glass was a thick silver he could see certain aspects of him on it like most of his faces. Which still had created a unique imagine for him but something was able to be seen . His arm had loosely been around the chair as the other man's hand was placed near him . Bastains own mouth agape at what he was seeing as he tried to straighten his position and to look respectable for the gentleman in front of him . The guy in particular who he hopes does not recognise him from a glance through anything . Better than that get an explanation of why he was being bothered especially with other customers around every corner - now knowing this is a time people like to wake up and do things - why wouldn't a waiter go towards them . On a radar possible but that was an answe placed in the most positive outcome of this particular situation . Even if it was the fact he was barely served they where many other people also needing serving before him so that couldn't be used as an excuse. He looked up in a sort of docile way waiting for the guy from the first night to explain everything . Docile is one thing he would not like to design himself even if taht could be inferred by his behaviour . Instead he was pushed into thinking another question to push this conversation as the stickler person would rather quietly stare at him through the glass instead of doing any of the talking . This is when he intrupted with a question of his own
" so what exactly is your name "
" you want to know my name "
" yes I do it's right to have an introduction first I'll start than as you apprehensive about it … Damian nice to meet you "
" Bastain …. That's my name "
He snickered slightly at the response but except from that seemed to take my name quite normally compared to most people . His hand was slightly outreached but it retracted when he saw I wasn't engaging in that' source of communication. However he was never awkward for a second almost like he knew each second of the conversation and what it was going to be . But as he had his say . One without much thought but still a say ; thinking about that again names could be useful for further encounters with him . Or to give him another reason to spy . Before he could respond I interjected to see a small glimpse of his motivation .
" why are you coming over to this table then out of all the others …. Im just curious about that "
" so we are still acting like a normal customer then little biscuit bake "
For some reason something like that had made him go slightly quiet and slightly warm . He decided to but in again with a retort about the personal name at them just meeting . It was protesters especially in this realm and not only that giving the surrounding crowd around here ideas to make up there own stories about what is going on between them . Which for someone who would rather hide behind the menu than interact heavily with the patrons of this place was something he intended to avoid . Although the guy picked up this and in his usually tone continued on
" what you have a particular issue with the nickname sorry it's how I'm able to pick up a few new customers when they come here …. Besides that I urge you to follow me near the bar area "
He got up from the area and like a lost lamb had followed this random individual across to the bar as he found himself leaping up slightly to go onto the seat . Mainly his subconscious had taken his behaviour as usual a great deal of caution would be taken towards following people . Especially if they could easily guess why you might of joined there but it was a bar and he was hungry for something …. Something quite unsual . Even then jumping onto a stool like a child is the last thing he would of wanted on a normal day . Which didn't help as Annoyingly enough the man he met last night gracefully sat down almost like specified these chairs to his height . The bar tender of the place has paticular seats to make sur his cushy bum is comfortable as people are barely able to sit on these seats . Completely ironic . The sitting there had been quite awkward as he found himself twiddling nervously with his hands just looking up at him . Now his stomach had bubbled even more than it did early and sank into himself a certain amount of irritation within him . Still he found himself looking slightly off to the side at the man . Who was plastered with a calm expression; it shouldn't if influenced him but it did as he became slightly calmer than before .
" so what are wanting then from me I'm honestly getting curious now "
" you like to get to the point and so do it … we both know you aren't like the people around us "
" I think I'm quite like them "
" do you really "
He started to learn in closer to bastaisn face his eyes glistened a deep red colour a slightly lighter hue from the wall paper . His smile revealing two sharp fangs with a strong white colour to it . He recognised his extremely pale skin that was paper to the blush coloured cheeks that where coloured on perfectly to his skin ; that skin looking quite smooth like a porcelain doll . With his long black silky hair landing close upon his shoulder but still gripped the idea of masculinity in the way it was styled . Stereotypical for there kind , especially with the type of books and media women love to see them in . Betting that this man was a proper heart throb to desperate women , he already was told about one of the girls that was all over him . Still a youthful look in his face besides everything else as he was use to the type he was being old and wrinkled . All of that highlighted in him when he leaned over , that eagerness was seen in there intrusiosn of his privacy . But he was the sort of man who could get away acting like that
He had clearly been hinting at something , something he was not answering imediatly even if pestering was involved by him . He looked almost sheepish when it came to the man next to him , the fact he was acting like that was shameful for Bastain . His lip was slightly quivered while continuing to glance at his reactions towards him . He wanted an answer eventually he was gazing into his eyes leaned over towards his area of the bar . He wouldn't blame him if they thought they where this persons muse the way he had an act of interacting with him . Again no this was not how he wanted to be perceived by this room full of strangers , that reputation he gained was enough of what these people would think of him . Even if he shouldn't care . His breath didn't stink as it was a few centimetres away but it stinks if a desire for control he must have , finding himself very entertained at bastains reactions towards him . With him wanting to do the opposite to entertain . But honestly knowing this type of guy he was sure it was impossible .
" so I'm guessing you know everything then , besides that knowing that of your need to approach me I'm guessing you are doing something wrong "
" that is your opinion and I can assure you I can easily prove it wrong elf-boy "
" is that what gets you off my humiliation "
" who says I'm trying to humiliate you "
" the chairs ….."
He shouldn't of said that especially as there are substantial amount of proof that what he said was stupid . He could of mentioned that stupid nickname instead but he didn't . The conversation itself though getting more intense and a certain quick Rythym of both of them speaking had created a certain amount of speed In response . Fire in how they conversed as during when they talked the air was never silent . The chairs where there before he came and only for the stools so obviously it was not a slight towards bastain but just a accomadation to his height . Still that would be annoying that a freakishly tall guy buys chairs to fit his preference . He thinks . His eyes diverted away from him his head and spark had been watered on as all he figured out he could do was peer off to the side of him as he waited for the damm response . It took a few seconds before he started to talk again .
" and why do you think I have control over the chairs "
" because ….. I have no reason "
" I have no reason isn't a response so why don't you exaplain what you were actually going to say "
" what response do you want out of it "
" whatever is the truth I think it would be very funny "
His girades and light hearted responses had continued as aimlessly as they did before having a habbit of driving Bastain slightly insane . His smirk was just sitting there on his face and each word he said was in a slightly musical tone which was completely in appropriate . Not really : however it didn't take away the fact how badly it had annoyed him seeing these irritating responses towards the situation . He wanted amusement from him so why not give it to him if that's what he truly wants . It may distract the patrons from believing anything too stupid .
" because you fit perfectly on the chairs as I didn't "
" I don't buy the chairs they are required by the owner of the whole establishment to buy them from each restraunt ….. although I did choose the bar so I can sit comfortably "
" and what about me "
" look just because it bruised your ego doesn't mean there bad chairs or anything "
He was right extremely comfortable like the whole place with a soft cushiony surface , except there annoying height there was nothing wrong with them . Still the height itself is an issue a possible safety hazard thinking about it further for smaller people . So he could argue against it . Besides that the conversation had went off track that far it could well be believed that the guy probably forgot what they where talking about . But still the way he said each word in its musically torture it was understandable why people for many pysichal and mental aspects talk to him . Even when he talks he wasn't completely obnoxious and . After a few seconds that thought came to his mind the man had started talking again
" besides that I think it's best you admit your an elf by now …. They are known for short stature "
" elf's aren't short just that you lot have height to you "
" you admitted your an elf "
His smug expression was stained on his face as Bastain found himself embarrassed at the thought of how quickly he snapped at the guy . He knows now though so why bother hiding the fact . He started to tap his hands on the table his stomach tightening further . Or semblance of control had left him which made thisng feel slightly sick . He was planning everything out what to do when people come out of nowhere and change everything . He was use to approaching not being approached he prefers thisng to stay like that . Opportunity in the situation he can understand why he will sit down and continue to talk . Still with them sitting there so close but on a different planning of thinking things happen to get slightly awakard at the idea . Eyes would glance slightly in the guys direction slightly squinted . Apprehension you could call it . The longer he was trapped in his head the more tense the atmosphere got , but a baseless although true accusation are hard to react to .
" you caught me I am an elf but that doesn't tell you anything "
" yeah besides that you aren't that sneaky either "
" you knew "
He knew , Bastain was looking at him what idea did he get . What was his plan next towards him . He was there . He wanted something didn't he . What do you do in that situation . Agree . Disagree . A possibility to change topic . But thsi particular man was impatient needing up talk fast and without much thought .
" I aren't going to kill you over it or anything … we were open by the way so your presence wasn't unwelcome "
" I'm suprised you didn't think it was at all awkward I was kinda staring "
Shouldn't of said that as today basatin came out with many embarrassing things . His mouth had become almost like a water faucet . But when he quietened down the man had always filled the gap of silence his response kept on having a smile .
" you were ~"
" not in that way …. Just was curious of what your doing "
" besides enjoying teasing you ….. I know why your here I was warned about that organisation and no hair can hide that "
His voice had taken a more dark and edge to how he spoke towards him it was in that small gap between his sentence the change I his voice happened . He was serious now and a bit of cunning and intelligence was needed now to figure things out . He was hired by them to sort out the major issues with magic that transferred to the human realm and any stake was not high enough for that . He waited patiently and quietly . Twitching each mucsle to make sure all were in line to keep calm for a civil conversation .
" so you picked up on why I am here "
" yes I did it wasn't that hard to do "
" when did you pick it up the first night I was here "
" it took the second day elf's aren't the only ones with sensitive ears you know . Yes on the first night you may of been suspicious but the second time you were solidified that "
" right I get that "
The second day he went . Loud conversations were he was stuck with the same awkward look in his eyes . It made complete sense why he figured it out on that day in particular . His eyes gazed heavily towards him as he moved the slightest bit closer to continue with what he was saying to him
" so I know your on a mission to shut this place down … why is it that your organisation is the cause of most bad things "
He was wrong about everything he said , Damian didn't know a thing about there organisation but was still believing the lies . Passion had came into his voice one quite stern , whatever his age there was still a sense of childhood innocence to it esiecailly in how he interacted . That hidden by the more flirtous way he conducted himself . His eyes had quintes more , eye brows slightly downcast , he failed at being threatening to Bastain appearing quite the opposite . Through that he seemed to have a lot of power so no matter how he looked things could end badly . Still challenging his world view . It could lead to the worst result or the best .
" how much do you truly know about this place , you went on about my organisation being bad but what about here what do you know "
" we use …. We use some magic "
" is that because I was here or did you figure it out on your own "
His next response to Bastain was slightly haulted as his eyes diverted away from him he went on . The way he spoke had seemed to Bastain to be quite honest in the end .
" the magic source ….. it's probably in the door or something to get more people to come here …. To ease them of their pain whatever it does they are happy …. Why is people being happy your issues "
" that's not the organisations issue - "
" is it a certain ingredient because a butter with a bit of extra fluff to it pisses of those guys on a weekly basis "
" sources of magic aren't always taht innocent … many are banned for good reasons , to figure out what is being used and try to avoid any bad consequences is what I would want "
" you want that …. Then why do you want thsi place shut down "
" we believe illegal magic is being used here ….. if you can prove it isn't or better yet look me in the eyes and say definitely that the magic here is ethical than there would be no reason for suspicion "
It took many moments passing . Damian was shuffling around in his chair squeezing himself into a smaller area in that sort of awkward position Bastian would be in . His face became a slight blueish tint after he was told that . Lips quivered almost like he wanted to speak .
" I'll get back to you with my answer "
Damian's response was clunky and said after many attempts . Through the many hours the conversation had continued . The cafes lights had carried most of the visibility in the place now . In a whole day Bastian was that stimulated he didn't eat as he grabbed his coat and started to walk further away from the bar area of this place . He glanced back at the man now pale and in a fixed position peeking up at him . As he walked out of the door , Bastian had made a plan for the next few days .