Fairy Tail RP

Melody picks up her chop sticks and starts to eat. "Have you ate with these before?"

“No, who has the damn patience for that?” Atticus watches her.

“I’d assume so.” Medea agrees. // “Sure. Lead the way.” Niram nods. // “Why dont you...buy me something.” Freya places a hand on David’s chest, imbedding her magic into his mind.

"Which makes me wonder why he hid it in the first place." Ethan gets to his feet.//"It is actually a lot of fun." Melody shrugs.

Salem gives him a concerned look. “You wouldn’t, would you?” // David feels a warmth spread through his chest and he looks down at her hand. He has just enough time to realize that she’s using magic on him before it takes over. “What do you want me to get you?”

"Fun?" Atticus questions, picking up a single chopstick, then the next with his opposite hand. He tries to grab the noodles. // Washington meets his eyes, and shakes his head. "I have...a few things keeping me here." He says to him, watching the glow hit Salem's face. // Shiomi begins to head to her house, trying to keep her arm as still as possible.

"Well you have to learn a technique to them." Melody giggles easily eating her noodles.

Atticus watches her, then frowns. "Well I just look like an idiot."

Melody shrugs. "Eat how you like. I'm not forcing you to eat with the chopsticks."

Atticus blinks up at her, then frowns. "If you say so." He raises the bowl and begins to slurp the contents.

Melody blinks. " uh......"

Within minutes, maybe seconds, Atticus places the now empty bowl on the table. He takes a napkin, and neatly wipes his face, in a very proper manner. Then lets out an obnoxious burp.

Melody grimaces "gross..."

Salem sits back down next to Washington. He turns to look him in the face. "If you're ever going to do something stupid, come find me first, okay? Promise."

Atticus looks up at her. "Should've known what you were signing up for." // Washington looks down at the ground before. "Sure." He mumbles. "But I don't plan to anytime soon."

Melody rolls her eyes and finishes her bowl in a polite manner. "What else is new?" She speaks sarcastically

Salem removes his pocket knife from his pocket and opens it. He holds out his hand and slits the palm. Thick, crimson blood trickles down his arm and he holds the knife out to Washington.

Washington cringes, his teeth clench. Blood, thick red blood, all over. The smell fills his nostrils, when's the last time he's had a snack? Awhile. He doesn't need it to survive but that doesn't make it any less delicious. Fuck. But this is Salem. He can't hurt Salem. He can't risk anyone knowing. His eyes watch the blood in pure thirst, he licks his lips. His eyes crazed. He stands up and steps back from Salem. "What the hell are you doing?" He says in frustration, as he fights himself.

Atticus looks up, "I uh, almost died?"

He offers the knife to him again with a nod, completely oblivious and unaware of Washington's own internal struggle. "Slice your hand."

"No, stop." Washington steps back. "I can't."

Salem gets to his feet and takes a few steps forward. "Why not? It's just a promise. I'm not leaving you alone till you do it."

"S-Salem please, stop!" He screeches, putting a hand over his face and looking away. "I-I don't do blood."

"You almost died?" Melody tilts her head "what happened?"

"There's this old guy in a cloak walking around, watch out for him he's weird." Atticus says. "But that's all I can really say."