supernatural shipping rp//open

Castor yawned faintly as he held his coffee close to himself, looking for somewhere to sit. Most of the seats in the cafe were free, though many people seemed to be scared of his grey eyes and the vitiligo on his hands and forearms. Instead, he decided to sit down across from two boys who seemed to be talking about rivers, perhaps? Looking down and tapping his fingers in a semi-rhythmic pattern, Castor took a few sips from his coffee, intent on not speaking too much.

"Ah, If I may, Could I ask what you are?" Araina said.

"Haha. You could." He sighs, "Im and elf. You?" He sweeps the side of his hood around his ear so she could see.

"I'm a Kitsune, a Dark Kitsune to be exact," She pointed to her ears and seven tails showing, as she was currently in her demi-form.

"Cool!" He shudders slightly but stands, holding out a hand, "Nice to meet ya kid."

"Hhhhmmmm….." Araina took the elves hand.

Name: Marcus
Age: 20
Gender: male
Species: crystalline elemental
Sexuality: bi
Looks: he has 2 forms, his first form is his human-ish form: 6 feet tall, very thin build, his right forearm is completely made of red, green and blue crystals, eyes: blue, hair: grey. his second form is the crystalline elemental, when in this form his height becomes 7 feet tall, his body is made of red, green and blue crystals, all crystals are as clear as glass but obviously has different colors, eyes: sapphires, hair: none, very strong build
Outfit: sweat pants, steel toed boots, loose fitting t-shirts, extra large green hoodie
Personality: when in human form he is very relaxed, he doesn't mind people asking about his arm, tries to make friends, if someone is angry at him he will offer himself up to be a punching bag. when in elemental form he is very protective, he will be aggressive to anyone should anyone approach him like this, he will change back into his human form when he feels that everything is fine
Other: (none)

(ooh, Marcus looks great.)

(Ooh yeah, Marcus looks cool)

"And could you stop calling me kid, I could be older than you,"

(i took slight inspiration from hellboy)

"You could be. Yes. But you look like a kid." Baye smirks at her

"Yeah, yeah,"

Baye laughs and drops his hand. He sits back down on the wet pavement

"But, to clarify, I'm not a baby goat which is what a kid is, You should be calling me a child,"

Baye makes a face up at her, "Yeah? Is that right."

She made a face back at him.

(We should wait now)

"Thanks," Bela smiled kindly to the barista as he handed her the coffee. Opposite her, Arlo twitched and whined in his sleep, curled into a ball on his chair. The rain pounded harder outside and Bela had to bite her lip from screaming out in frustration. "Why is always raining when I take Arlo for a goddamn walk?" she muttered to herself. However, after a glance at the way her eyes' reflection glowed in the window, she willed herself to calm down and took a few sips of her coffee.

"Nah, by the time it reaches my river it's usually lost all the gross taste. Usually it'll wash up on the lake shore a mile down from me and one of the wendigos from the caves will come snatch it. You'd be surprised how many bodies wash up there. 200 years ago, my river used to be called the Hangman's Oasis," Erikos said

"Not sure what they do with them. I know one wendigo called Nami makes bone jewelry and stuff in her spare time. Works for me, since they get rid of whatever I or the other creatures in the water don't eat," Erikos said with a shrug

marcus sits outside the cafe letting the rain clean his dirt covered crystal arm

"Yeah, almost all the wendigos in the caves are mean. Nami's the only nice one really, but even she can be pretty damn scary," Erikos chuckled. He thought back to when he had first become a water spirit, where he had tried to take a corpse from a wendigo. That wendigo happened to be Nami, and to cut a long story short, he was missing an arm for a few weeks

"Yeah, Nami tore my damn arm off over a corpse once," Erikos laughed, gesturing with his left arm. "But hey, dead bodies show up all the time in my river, so feel free to hop over there and grab a bite or two."

“Okay, just an offer,” Erikos said with a shrug. He went to take another drink of his coffee, frowning as he realized it was empty