Topic: The Treehouse Tea House [open]

Ahni

Date: 2015-12-20 05:40 EST
(( Note: This is an open thread for visits to the Treehouse Tea House. If you would like your character to interact with Ahni while in the TTH, please shoot me an IM or PM on the site. Please be respectful, and most importantly, have fun! ♥ ))


10 Dec 2015
1 AM RST

Since losing control over the Tower of Earth, Ahni could no longer use the Earth elementals for upkeep on (and general operation of) the jungle treehouse. She couldn't let the jungle die -- mostly because the loss of so much energy would likely kill her -- but also because tea parties were the best! So after moving all of her belongings back into the Seraphim House and saying goodnight to Bob, she went back to the created rainforest.

"...Now, how am I to operate the platform without the elementals?" The little half-elf stood in front of the sign indicating all except Anubis were welcome to the jungle tea party, skinny fingers scritch-scratching at her head. Carbuncle looked up at his master curiously, triple tails flicking. He had no answers, leaving Ahni to ponder this new mystery by herself.

Eventually, after walking around the platform a few times, the lightbulb went off! ?I know! I could ask Altaer* to help!? The massive Eidolon would likely have better things to do, but Titan was quite fond of Ahni, and it didn?t take long for the creature to appear from the Abyss where all Eidolons resided between summonings. Ahni stood with her hands on her hips, head tilted wayyyy back as she beamed up at Titan. ?Hello, Altaer! Are you rested?? The response was nothing more than a quiet rumble and a small nod, beady topaz eyes on the little lady. Ahni giggled wildly. ?That is wonderful! I have a request for you! This platform needs to be raised and lowered as needed when people come for the tea parties.? She indicated the platform with a jerk of her thumb. ?It will not be a hard job, but perhaps you will tire of waiting.? She admitted, a frown quirking the corner of her mouth. Honestly, Ahni had no idea how well a tea house in the treetops would be received. It could be pointless, after all.

Titan grumbled a response, his eyes squinted. ?Hm. Perhaps there should be something to call you when there is a person ready to come to the canopy?? Ahni tilted her head curiously as she watched the Eidolon. ?Would you answer to such a thing, Altaer?? The question was a simple one, without sarcasm -- she didn?t understand sarcasm anyway, even though Neo had tried to teach her the meaning and use for over a year now. Titan took a moment to think, then replied with something that sounded like a groan. ?Oh, it will not be difficult, Altaer. We could use a bell! A bell would be nice. Such a pretty chime!? Ahni pantomimed ringing a handbell with a big smile on her face. Titan was not impressed, and Carbuncle was nowhere to be found. The little foxlike critter must have run off somewhere. Bony shoulders lifted in a shrug as Ahni once again peered up at Titan. ?You would do this for me, uma* Altaer? You would be able to rest until you hear the bell, and then you would pull the vine to bring the people to the treehouse, and then you would be able to rest again. I know you are the sleepy Eidolon.? The tiny half-elf gave Titan a thumbs up, to which he responded with a happy rumble.

Giggling wildly, she jumped onto the platform. ?Now, Altaer! To the canopy!? She pumped a fist into the air as Titan hauled on the vine.




* Altaer = ?Big One,? Ahni?s nickname for Titan
uma = yes

DemiBob

Date: 2016-01-13 16:11 EST
13 Jan 2016
2 PM RST

With IFL running down and the magic shop effectively closed for business, Bob found himself with a lot of free time and not a lot of disposable income. He was seriously considering opening up a pancake delivery service or selling his body to science when he stopped by Ahni's tea shop to find the place packed. Without asking, Bob picked up an apron, sat himself at the counter, and started helping out.

Of course, it took a good while for him to get the swing of things. First, no one knew what to make of the tentacle fuzz-beast who decided, without asking or doing an interview, that he now worked there. Second, his understanding of tea was utterly lacking. Finally, he found that he generally disliked talking to the public here about as much as he did at the magic shop, so he quickly became extremely sassy and aloof. Thankfully for him (and the tea shop!), people were intrigued by mystery, Bob got the basics of tea down eventually, and sass was effectively a required part of working the counter. He showed up the next day, and the next day, and then the rest of the week, until finally some made him up a cute name tag and he was allowed to split the tip jar with everyone.

Thus it was that on most afternoons, Bob the barista sat on the counter at Ahni's tea shop and helped out, dishing out sass and sarcasm in the name of good tea.