The rain pattered outside the Tavern. There was a few people drinking and a few others laughing by the fire in the corner. Suddenly, the door swished open, and noise from the rain Intensified, causing a short glare from most people in the room. The Cloaked Figure closed the door, then took of their cloak to reveal Long locks of Black Hair, grey-like skin, fangs, and crimson eyes. She tossed the Cloak over the hat rack, knocking it over in the process, her fingers twitched as though she didn't mean to do it, but no one noticed, so she rolled with it.
She sat down at the bar, and a Bearded, strong looking man was wiping a dish.
" May I help you, Miss?" He asked. The woman's lips curved into a Small smile.
" I'll have an apple, please." She said.
"...Sure." He went into the door behind the bar. A man suddenly came from upstairs, he was wearing a Cloak, some kind of Wrapped objects on his Back, and a Helmet. The helmet was strange, however, it had horns, the kind that you would expect a demon to have, twisted and Asymmetrical. It had a visor, from the bottom of his nose to his forehead, but you couldn't see through it, there was some kind of Pulsing red energy flowing through it.
" What'll ya have, boy?" The man asked, coming from the backroom, giving the woman an Apple.
" Just the usual, Yuglar." He said. The two seemed to know each other. Yuglar reached under the bar, and pulled out two steaming items. The woman pretended not to be interested, but her nose whiffed, she was curious but she didn't show it.
" Is that...?" She whispered, turning to face the man.
" Apple Cider...? And...A Donuts...?" She asked.
" Yep!" The man said, his voice strangely altering through the Visor.
"...Ah." She turned back and put the apple to her lips, and she sighed.
The almost taste of the essence of life, the tears of the earth. Almost, slowly, she savored the flavor, not of the apple, but by the time her tongue has reached the fruit, the color was sucked out of it. The apple had turned white, and she set it aside, and sighed, once more.
" Whoa, that's cool." The man said.
" How's you do that?" he asked. The donuts and half the cider was gone.
' A Better question is how did you do that?' She was about to say.
" Uh, practice...Magic..." She Shrugged.
" Sweet. My name's Icarus." The Man said, holding out a hand. The Woman stared at his hand for a few more second.
" My name's Marceline." She took his hand, and as soon as she did, lightning struck a while away.
