Fairy Tail RP

*Just as they start talking about the grave, a transparent blue figure approaches them, his bald head and big beard seem grey with age.* "You all...I know why you're here. My wife must have sent you all. Believe me when I say...do not trust that woman. After...she sent our son into the coal mines for money...I ran away from her. I couldn't face that heartless bitch. I tried to get my son back, but I was fired from my position in the mine and couldn't return. Instead...I wandered the wilderness until I died. Here, in this unmarked grave. My entire legacy lead up to this."

The hostess, a tall young lady about 30, with wavy blonde hair, blue eyes, and greyish skin places a glass of water in front of each of them. She’s wearing a red and white plaid short sleeve shirt and matching skirt with a white apron so she can be both a waitress and hostess. Her shoes are white and she floats a few inches above the ground. “I’ll come back shen you’re ready to order.” // Rosemary stares at the man. “What do you need us to do?”

A young man enters the cafe, he's tall and skinny, as he's always been. But now his face has some fine lines, to show he's finally started to age. But he's still relatively young looking, mid 20s.

She goes back to seat the young man, but she seems distracted as a family walks in after him. “Party of one?” She asks, not yet looking at his face.

He looks down at her, furrowing his brow. "Make that two."

"Please...find my son and get him out of the mine, then leave. Leave Joya, and...I'll ensure the money gets to you." *Garland says.*

She takes two menus and leads him to a table and places the menus. “I’ll be right with you. Have a look at our menu then I’ll get you started with some drinks.” She walks back to take care of the family. // Rosemary nods. “What about your wife?”

"Leave her to her own misery." *Garland fazes out of visibility.*

Sean sits at the table, waiting. The other seat remains empty.

Rosemary turns and looks to the group. “What do youthink?” // After she seats the family a hostess comes and replaces her, so she moves to sean’s table. “Hi, my name is Clark and I’ll be your waitress for thos evening, can i get you anything?”

Sean clears his throat and puts a hand on the table. "I'd like an order of the Clark special."

Clark frowns. “That’s not a thing.” She looks up from her notepad and freezes.

"Really? Damn. Guess this seat is useless." Sean nods to the empty seat in front of him.

She drops her notepad then pencil. “Sean?”

He smiles. "Missed you."

“Oh my god!” She shrieks and jumps onto his lap and grabs his face, then plants a sloppy kiss on his lips. “I can’t believe it!”

Sean flinches from the sudden reaction but wraps her arms around her a bears hugs her. "Me either, I thought you died!"

She laughs. “I’m harder to kill than that.” She assures him. “Where have you been?” Clark frowns.

"Traveling, looking for some of my family." He says.

She wraps her arms around his shoulders. “Dod it work?”

"Uh..no. I was running out of time." Sean says.

“Running out of time?” Clark echoes, pushing her hair over her shoulder.

"It would've taken me years, more than what I have left." He says, batting his eyes and looks at the floor. "I've started to age..so.."

“What are you talking about?” She grabs his face in her hands. “Lemme see.”

*Fenwick frowns.* "Let's do what he says."