Only Maniacs Are Up at 2 am (Open)

[Olivia Baker]

It was 2 in the morning and Liv was sitting in the near empty coffee shop thanking God that it had late hours. She'd seriously fucked up her sleep schedule. That's what she got she supposed from trying to work on her abilities... She'd met with her trainer for the first time in a while the day before to work on stamina, something she'd always struggled with. Liv had a decent handle on her powers for the 5-10 minutes she could sustain them. She could slow time, she could slow time excluding her, quicken time, bring someone into her time stopped world, but making it last, and recovering from the side effects afterwards were a totally different story. She'd met with her training at 10 am... they were done at noon. She'd slept the rest of the day, was up all night, slept part of the next day and now was up again with no hopes of sleep and drinking coffee figuring at this point she might as well stay up all night and all day tomorrow and try to get back on track. 

So coffee it was, and Liv liked hers black. 

She leaned back in her chair as she sipped on the hot liquid, thumbing through a book she'd picked up earlier that day at the book shop.

The bell rang and Liv looked up. What kind of maniac would be up at this time?

[Alista Sabina Castillo]

Sleep schedule? Alista didn't have one of those. Between her power, her day job, and her night job, her sleep schedule was basically "whenever I have an off moment." Fortunately, she had been able to catch up on some sleep at her night job, but only because there hadn't been any customers. Catch up on sleep, fall behind on bills. Heh, figures. Now how the fuck am I gonna get that money?

The lack of customers had eventually meant they closed early - so here she was, in the streets of Pilot Ridge at 2AM, shivering from the unexpected drop in temperature. She supposed she should get home, but damn it was cold, and she didn't really feel like sleeping. Alista's stomach roared as she passed the coffee shop, finally stopping her in her tracks. She needed to eat and warm up, and the smell from inside the building was incredibly tempting, so she might as well, right?

She winced as she caught a glimpse of her reflection in the window on her way in. Talk about maniacs up at 2AM, she really looked like one. Alista had forgotten to clean off her heavy makeup, which had smeared from sleep. She grimaced to think that, if there was anyone else in the coffeeshop, they would be able to guess her profession at first glance. Hopefully there isn't- damn it, girl in the corner.

Well, this was a tad awkward... the two of them met eyes momentarily as the girl looked up, and Alista braced herself for the mix of surprise/mild horror/confusion that she would likely be greeted with.

[Olivia Baker]

Liv quickly diverted her eyes away from the person who came into the coffee shop. She was sure she let her eyes linger a little too long but she was tired and her reflexes, and manners, weren't doing what they should be and now she was nearly out of coffee making herself look even stranger for sitting there alone in the coffee shop at 2 am.

The wonder of who else would be this nuts drew her interest, the person who came in didn't seem drunk at all... but then again... they looked a bit disheveled. Never the mind, she grabbed the paper off the table in front of her and started to peruse yesterdays headlines hoping that the woman would get her coffee and leave. She really wasn't interested in sharing the space with anyone else.