Circe's Eatery

[Jello Shot Mischa]

*Just inside the door, a woman in a nurse outfit greets Mischa.* Hello, and welcome to Circe's Eatery! I'm afraid Miss Circe herself can't be here right now, but you can still just take a seat wherever you like, and someone will get you a menu and all that.

Mischa chuckles a little at the waitress' casual demeanor, but nods. "All right, then," he says. Noticing Risk sitting near the arcade, he decides to take seat at a table near it as well.

[Circe]

Elliot points a finger at the blonde woman, "I've not decided yet! But I'll show you that you don't mess around with a councillor like this!", he continued.

*Circe chuckles.* Heh heh... Somehow, I doubt that. *That said, Circe closes her eyes and starts chanting a spell.*

Mischa chuckles a little at the waitress' casual demeanor, but nods. "All right, then," he says. Noticing Risk sitting near the arcade, he decides to take seat at a table near it as well.

*A short while later, a waitress in a ninja outfit comes by and hands Mischa a menu.*

[Harri-chan]

"No magic!", Elliot shouted, although by this point his voicing was cracking slightly with panic. "I'm pretty sure there's SOME kind of law against using magic on a councillor against his will!".

[AmbushCat]

*Circe looks over to AC.* Hi, Ambush. How would you feel about taking in another kid for a little while?

*voice turns female* As long as he or she isn't a bad influence on the others, sure.

"No magic!", Elliot shouted, although by this point his voicing was cracking slightly with panic. "I'm pretty sure there's SOME kind of law against using magic on a councillor against his will!".

If there was one, I've probably eaten it already.

*Meanwhile, back at Risk's seat, the Game Master takes a hearty swig of her limeade. The drink is about a quarter gone by the time she sets the glass back down.*

[Circe]

"No magic!", Elliot shouted, although by this point his voicing was cracking slightly with panic. "I'm pretty sure there's SOME kind of law against using magic on a councillor against his will!".

*Circe ignores Elliot, opting to continue her spell. As she does this, Elliot's hair turns brown, and he starts to drop severely in height.*

*voice turns female* As long as he or she isn't a bad influence on the others, sure.

*Circe nods to this, but otherwise doesn't answer.*

*Meanwhile, back at Risk's seat, the Game Master takes a hearty swig of her limeade. The drink is about a quarter gone by the time she sets the glass back down.*

*The first thing Risk will notice after this is that most of her clothes have turned red aside from her shoes, which are now a pair of black boots.*

[Harri-chan]

Elliot's worried blue eyes glanced towards Ambush, "But... that's a cat!", he said, his chest tightening as everything in the room began to grow up around him, or at least, that's how it appeared to him. He stumbled away from the blonde woman and the cat, lifting a hand to pull at his brown hair as it swished across his face. "You can't do this to me!".

[Jello Shot Mischa]

*A short while later, a waitress in a ninja outfit comes by and hands Mischa a menu.*

Mischa offers the ninja a smile! "Thanks!" He opens it up to peruse the contents, although noticing Risk starting to change, he can't help but glance curiously over at her.

[AmbushCat]

*The first thing Risk will notice after this is that most of her clothes have turned red aside from her shoes, which are now a pair of black boots.*

Fire Risk: Warping reality at a toy store near you!

*Risk chuckles to herself, waits a few beats, then continues drinking to the halfway point.*

Elliot's worried blue eyes glanced towards Ambush, "But... that's a cat!", he said, his chest tightening as everything in the room began to grow up around him, or at least, that's how it appeared to him. He stumbled away from the blonde woman and the cat, lifting a hand to pull at his brown hair as it swished across his face. "You can't do this to me!".

*Ambush Cat climbs onto the desk and chants to herself, assuming her human form. Where there was once a Black Maine Coon now sits a gray-skinned, black-haired, 20-something human woman with a voice akin to that of Candi Milo's.*

You were saying?

Mischa offers the ninja a smile! "Thanks!" He opens it up to peruse the contents, although noticing Risk starting to change, he can't help but glance curiously over at her.

*stops at the halfway point and turns in Mischa's direction* Ah. Hi there.

[Jello Shot Mischa]

Fire Risk: Warping reality at a toy store near you!

*Risk chuckles to herself, waits a few beats, then continues drinking to the halfway point.*

*stops at the halfway point and turns in Mischa's direction* Ah. Hi there.

Mischa's guess is that Risk is turning into something more Christmas-y, perhaps...

He nods politely. "Hello! What are you drinking?" he asks curiously.

[Knight Errant]

"Well why not..." >.> Mutters Dact, wandering into the restaurant. "At least she isnt even trying to be subtle."

[AmbushCat]

Mischa's guess is that Risk is turning into something more Christmas-y, perhaps...

He nods politely. "Hello! What are you drinking?" he asks curiously.

*would say that she hopes not, but chooses not to hear people's thoughts*

Some limeade mixed with some transformative stuff. How's tricks, Mischa?

[Jello Shot Mischa]

Mischa blinks as he's addressed! He tries to remember if he's met the woman before... "Oh... umm, going all right," he says, before giving an embarassed laugh. "Have we met before? I'm sorry if I've forgotten you... I have a bit of a terrible memory."

[Circe]

Elliot's worried blue eyes glanced towards Ambush, "But... that's a cat!", he said, his chest tightening as everything in the room began to grow up around him, or at least, that's how it appeared to him. He stumbled away from the blonde woman and the cat, lifting a hand to pull at his brown hair as it swished across his face. "You can't do this to me!".

*Circe opens her eyes to give Elliot a very "Shut up!" sort of glare, but maintains focus on her spell. Meanwhile, Elliot shrinks further, ending up at the height of a fairly young child. Whatever body hair Elliot had recedes, giving his skin a smooth look, and his guy-type naughty bits turn into her girl-type naughty bits. Circe doesn't seem done chanting yet, though... Maybe she plans to do something about those incredibly loose clothes Elliot's sitting in?*

Mischa offers the ninja a smile! "Thanks!" He opens it up to peruse the contents, although noticing Risk starting to change, he can't help but glance curiously over at her.

*The ninja (Elise, by her name tag) nods in response. The menu, meanwhile, seems quite expansive - it'd probably be easier to list the things that aren't on it.*

Fire Risk: Warping reality at a toy store near you!

*Risk chuckles to herself, waits a few beats, then continues drinking to the halfway point.*

*Risk's clothes begin to morph into a knee-length dress, while her hair turns blonde and grows out to her mid back.*

"Well why not..." >.> Mutters Dact, wandering into the restaurant. "At least she isnt even trying to be subtle."

*The nurse waitress who greeted Mischa greets him!* Hello, this is Circe's Eatery! Please, go ahead and take a seat wherever you like - one of our waitresses will be by with a menu shortly.

[Harri-chan]

The sight of the cat turning into a young woman only a little older than himself wasn't something Elliot saw every day, and he ended up staring, his mouth hanging open slightly as Circe's spell took hold. "This... this still isn't right... ", he groaned, his jeans slipping down from around his waist to pool about his ankles, although the white hooded top was reaching down to his knees, the sleeves going way below his hands. He looked back to Circe, the fact she was looking so large only adding to her authority as she glared.

He let out a very distressed cry as he felt a tingle between his legs, but the sleeves of the large hoodie just flopped around as his hands instinctively went to protect what was no longer there, and her cheeks suddenly went rather pink as she glanced back and forth between the two of them, "I'm a councillor!", she continued to protest.

[AmbushCat]

Mischa blinks as he's addressed! He tries to remember if he's met the woman before... "Oh... umm, going all right," he says, before giving an embarassed laugh. "Have we met before? I'm sorry if I've forgotten you... I have a bit of a terrible memory."

*laughs quietly (and a tad nervously)* We probably haven't... at least you haven't; I went to a Muffinville of sorts in my youth, and yours is a familiar face. *offers her hand* Call me Risk, board game specialist.

*Risk's clothes begin to morph into a knee-length dress, while her hair turns blonde and grows out to her mid back.*

*Risk notes the changes, but decides to wait for Mischa's response before she finishes.*

The sight of the cat turning into a young woman only a little older than himself wasn't something Elliot saw every day, and he ended up staring, his mouth hanging open slightly as Circe's spell took hold. "This... this still isn't right... ", he groaned, his jeans slipping down from around his waist to pool about his ankles, although the white hooded top was reaching down to his knees, the sleeves going way below his hands. He looked back to Circe, the fact she was looking so large only adding to her authority as she glared.

He let out a very distressed cry as he felt a tingle between his legs, but the sleeves of the large hoodie just flopped around as his hands instinctively went to protect what was no longer there, and her cheeks suddenly went rather pink as she glanced back and forth between the two of them, "I'm a councillor!", she continued to protest.

So were we. *rolls her eyes and examines her nails* Not like the weird stuff never happened to us just because we were in a position of authority.