blue_ajah | (no subject)

Twin Peaks is a small town with a unique charm. Just ask anyone.

Part of the beauty of it is that you can do just that, and whoever you ask will be able to tell you pretty much whatever it is that you might be inquiring about. If you're looking for the town itself, well, it's easy to find -- located just five miles south of the Canadian border and twelve miles west of the Washington state line. If you're looking for somewhere to eat, perhaps to grab a cup of coffee or some of the best cherry pie to be found anywhere, why, the Double R Diner's the place to go, and you'll find that right near the corner of Main Street and Falls Avenue. If you're looking to stay awhile, almost anyone will direct you to the Great Northern Hotel out on the Great Northern Highway (opinions differ on which one was named first), near White Tail Falls.

Almost anyone, that is. After all, it might be the best hotel in town -- even if because it's the only hotel in town -- but occasionally the clientele at the Great Northern can be a mite peculiar.

(No more so than the owner, but then again, Ben Horne's peculiarities are well known. After all, he's one of Twin Peaks' own.)

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howling_laugh

The clientele only gets weirder when two more...people step into Twin Peaks, and the Great Northern in particular.

Coyote glances up at the raven carving on the nearby totem pole. She gives the Raven standing next to her a look.

She isn't sure whether to call him a show-off or accuse him of having very strange luck.

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creator_raven

Raven just grins, too-bright and startlingly honest.

Something about the place brings it out in him.

Of course, he follows this up by looking smug.

He is, after all, very photogenic.

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howling_laugh

"Ugh," Coyote says, letting go of him, and then pushing past him to head for the door. She barely glances at the rest of the lobby.

Luckily, no one is around to notice.

"Well?" she says, stepping outside. "It is your feather we are following."

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creator_raven

Raven makes a face.

"That, I think, is not so much how it works."

This is clearly a lie.

As if to underline this, Raven makes a slight left outside the hotel and starts walking.

Flying would be rude.

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howling_laugh

Why did she think this was a good idea again?

Coyote snorts, and shifts. She pads up behind Raven on four paws, trotting along the edge of the pavement. Her claws make click click noises on the asphalt.

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creator_raven

Well, if she's going to be like that about it.

He'll try to fly slow.

And circle back.

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howling_laugh

She gives a little yip of surprise and breaks into a faster gait to keep up. Definitely a show-off.

They follow the highway all the way into town. Coyote retreats into the sun-dappled shadows whenever a car approaches. No sense in getting Animal Control all excited.

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creator_raven

Raven does not so much bother with hiding.

And he eventually comes to rest on a neon-lit signpost, folding up his wings and surveying his domain.

Or, you know, the Double R Diner's parking lot.

Either/or.

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howling_laugh

It takes Coyote a little longer to follow, considering she had to stop and switch again before heading into the more populous section of town.

She's wearing soft leather boots, jeans, and a green canvas jacket over a Led Zeppelin t-shirt.

She stops under the sign and stares up at Raven. "You don't get breakfast if you stay outside."

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creator_raven

She is very lucky that Raven is not a biological creature.

Very lucky.

He dives for the parking lot, anyway, in the manner of someone who is about to pretend they were not actually swooping down for that last bit of bread crust.

Except he totally was.

Plus the lower vantage point means that the sudden change from bird to man is a little less likely to be noticed.

(That, and reality helps him out sometimes.)

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howling_laugh

She was already ducking before he was halfway down. She saw that divebomb coming a mile away.

Coyote doesn't hold the door open for him as she steps inside the diner. The bell chimes cheerfully.

From:

blue_ajah

The Double R is almost empty right at the moment, which only makes sense given that it's well after breakfast and well before lunch.

The blonde woman behind the counter looks up at the sound of the bell and smiles at them.

"Morning," she says, with a friendly smile. "Can I help you?"

From:

howling_laugh

Drinking heavily at this time of day would probably attract more attention than they need.

"We require sugar," Coyote says. "Or at least, this one does." She gives Raven a shove that could almost be interpreted as friendly.

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creator_raven

He wrinkles his nose at the shove, though it doesn't appear to move him much.

At least his feet don't shift.

"Mostly cookies, yes?"

He looks hopefully at the woman behind the counter.

"I am, I think, not so picky as that."

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blue_ajah

"The pie's good today," she tells them. "Cherry. We've got fresh doughnuts, too -- I think we might have some cookies in the kitchen, but they're store-bought."

From the way she says that, it's far from being a recommendation.

"You've pretty much got your choice of where to sit, too," she adds. "I'm Shelly. Are you staying up at the hotel?"

From:

howling_laugh

"Just passing through," Coyote says. "Is your coffee any good?" She doesn't usually do coffee, but she gets the idea that you're supposed to have coffee in a diner.

Plus, Raven might not steal it.

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creator_raven

Raven wrinkles his nose and gives Coyote a significant look.

At least he refrains from hair-tugging?

"Doughnuts are not so bad, perhaps. If you are also for having tea? Coffee, I think, makes my head itch."

Truer words.

From:

blue_ajah

"It sure is," she tells Coyote. "Everyone says so."

Shelly's frowning a little when she turns to Raven, though, and looks extremely doubtful.

"The doughnuts are no problem, but I don't know about tea-- no, wait," she corrects herself, brightening. "Norma's got some that she ordered in and started keeping special for Moiraine, and I'm sure you could have a cup of that."

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howling_laugh

Aha. Bullseye. Either Raven has been here before, or he is homing in on that feather of his just fine.

"Excellent. They should have similar enough tastes." You know, being fake siblings and all.

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creator_raven

Raven snorts, though he refrains from elbowing Coyote (in the face).

That would be rude.

"That, I think, is not so much a surprise."

Their taste is the best.

Clearly.

From:

blue_ajah

Shelly blinks.

"Oh, you know Moiraine?" She busies herself with getting Coyote's coffee and an order of doughnuts on a plate for Raven.

"She didn't say she was expecting anyone..."

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howling_laugh

"I doubt she is expecting us," Coyote says, dry. "We are generally unexpected. But considering I am delivering her brother-"

Here she inserts another push at Raven's shoulder.

"-she should not be displeased."