The Fountain

lol...

And then he drank coffee with half and half cream and he lost his powers.

Oh, I meant house although I'm assuming LA? Just trying to see if I can have anyone talk to them.

Yeah LA. They could be at the library instead? Since that's more public.

Since my first one sucked...

Rose: I was on my llaptop, procrastinator fairies buzzing as I ate ice cream and looked through People.com. it had some article about a rumor flying around about some jeweler family looking for the fountain of youth. Maybe...

back

(Sure, Library works.)

Armand: Fuck, it's raining outside. The one day I need to go out and it's raining for once in LA. Guess that's an omen. I open the door to some cafe, knowing Marlo won't meet me anywhere while it's raining. I make my way to the counter and pull my hat further down over my head. While it wouldn't be too horrible if someone recognized me here, it'd definately be suspicious.

Rose: I sigh, put my laptop in my messenger bag, and walked in the rain tto my favorite cafe. There was a couple guys in there, one of which had his hat pulled rather low. I ordered a french vanilla coffee.

ignore, I'm an idiot.

Matteo: Juan Ponce DeLeon. Spanish explorer who discovered Florida years after Columbus found the mainland. His original goal? To find the fountain of youth. I snap the book closed and frown. He'd lived off of dead leads and found a country. Somehow, I doubt I'll get that kind of luck. I balance it on the stack of other books and make my way to self check out.

Hmm...

Quinn wandered through the city, and felt raindrops start to splat against her shoulders. Crap. They multiplied, until she finally ducked into the nearest building before she got drenched. She shivered and wished she had a jacket on her, and slid into a chair near a window. Where was she, anyway? Oh...the library. Brilliant.

(Wait, so I'm confused? Cafe or library?)

Some are at library, two aree at cafe.

Avril: "I can't wait any longer, Marcus," I hissed. "Can't she found a single freaking gem of information?"

Marcus: "Why don't we check out the books and do more at home?" I sighed, feeling frustrated as well.

Clara: We got up to get in line, and some guy got in line at the same time. Avril pushed past him, cutting in front of him. I blushed but followed her - Avril had no manners at all, she thought she was Queen of the world.

Jacky - some are at the cafe, some are at the library.

(hmm...how to make Quinn fun into somebody?)

Matteo: My eyes narrow and I step in her path. "Excuse me miss, but I believe your oversized hips cut me off back there. But I accept your apology, no need to say it out loud. So unless your oversized hair style has cut off all circulation to your brain, I trust you will return to your place at the /end/ of the line."

Quinn perked up and chuckled, suddenly interested in the scene. Wow...that guy really spoke his mind. Nice.

Avril: I just looked at the ignorant fool in disgust. "Obviously, you have no idea who we," I motioned at my brother and I. "Are."

Marcus: "The LeVoy siblings, of LeVoy industries. I trust you've heard of us, we're quite a big deal in L.A. Though from the way you talk to your betters I suppose you don't get out much."

Clara: I wanted to disappear, and looked down at my feet.

Rose: I take my coffee to the table next to hat dude's, and open my laptop to write some more. The procrastinator fairies were left at home.

Matteo: I smirk. "Oh, excuse me Miss LeVoy. I must be overstepping my boudaries. So /please/ move your collogen filled behind back to the end like everyone else."

Quinn cocked an eyebrow. "You're full of yourselves," she said, and stood up, heading for the bookcases. She may as well read while she was here. Even though she hated to read..."Move your oversized egos to the back of the line, big shot."

Armand: My phone buzzes and I take it out. Marlo's texting me for once, something she almost never does. "Gave diamonds to Scarface. Another riddle." I'm about to text back when I hear coffee splashing on the floor. I look up to see a waitress gaping at me. "A-Armand St.Jane?"

Clara: "Let's just go, please?" I mumbled to my siblings, half-begging.

Avril: "Absolutely not. These people need to learn about the status quo," I sniffed and turned away from the guy, crossing my arms.

Marcus: I followed suit, turning away.

Clara: I wasn't sure what to do, so I bit my lip, giving the guy an apologetic glance, and turned, too. I was too weighed down with books to argue much about having a shorter wait. But I had a feeling that the fight wasn't over...

Quinn couldn't help but pipe in again. "Status? You're one to talk, acting like that. What are you, five?"