Frank Bucket walked into the serving area of the Pelican dropping the gate leaf behind himself. Only one dim light shone in the cavernous public room as he pulled down an old an worn leather apron and tied it around his waist after ducking into the neck loop.

He rolled up his sleeves using garters to hold them up then drew his wand and activated the magic lanterns. Then he began putting away all the pints that were left to dry as in the kitchen two house elves started up the morning's breakfast for the residence and hungry traveler.

Down the stairs bounded the odd American Witch Mis Hawkmoon dressed in her strange muggle running shoes and outfit.
"Morning Frank be back in an hour" she says in her accented but musical voice.

Frank looks up an chuckles waving goodbye to his best paying customer and resident. She was a queer bird to be sure but she was in his most luxurious suite complete with private bath and loo. Her choice in drink was top shelf though never in excess and as provocatively as she sometimes dressed she was every bit a young woman of breeding.

It was as he was coaxing the old chairs off the table tops when Mister Mystique walked quitely into the room and took a stool at the bar.

Frank like Henri and truly loved how the dapper young wizard entertained the ladies young and old. Watching the young Duelist demonstrate his talent with the fairer sex had become something of a pastime for Frank and his regulars. Most amazing of all was that even though Henri lacked all but meager means he walked with the cream of witches as easy as he did with those girls of equal means as his..

At first Frank had worried that Henri was a gigolo and was thinking of rejecting him to prevent a scandal at his Inn but then he'd seen him return an expensive gift. Later Frank had discovered that Henri wasn't here for money for he was quite set and frugal having saved his money to start his own Duello studio.

Morning Henri says Frank setting down a cup of Turkish Coffee before his young friend.

"Ah, Bonjour mon ami, to your health answers Frank lifting the scalding bitter sweet drink to his lips.

When Henri first appeared in the Pelican Frank had mistaken him for French when he was in fact Cajun from New Orleans. Henri held up three fingers for Soltz one of the Inn's elves to see indicating what he wanted for Breakfast.

Letting out a quiet sigh, Charlotte takes a look at the surrounding street layout and Muggles bustling here and there, going about their mundane daily lives. A few of them passed looks her way, but she dismissed their looks as coldly as she would a rather large boulder. She was not interested in what they thought, not in the slightest.

At the moment, the young Australian woman looked slightly annoyed. She lets out another, exasperated sigh, before closing her eyes and swinging her bag over her shoulder.

Any. Second. Now.

Finally, just when she was about to start tapping her foot in impatient, a bird flies down from the nearby lamp post and alights on her shoulder.

"It took you long enough, Shaman.", she scolds it casually. With this, she seems satisfied and begins to walk down the street, oblivious to the increasing intensity of the Muggle's stares.

"CAW.", responds the bird noisily. To one listening, it might seem as if the bird was almost being sarcastic with its owner. But that's impossible, obviously. Birds can't be sarcastic.

Charlotte lets out another sigh.

"But seriously, what's with this horrific cold... perhaps I should have brought warmer clothes?" She turns her head to the massive, black raven on her shoulder, who responds with another, almost mocking "Caw."

Annoyed with her partner, Charlotte takes a quick look at a nearby signpost and turns off onto the next street. There, but a few dozen paces ahead, sat the Tavern she was seeking. The Golden Pelican. It wasn't nearly as popular as the famed Leaky Cauldron, but it would do. So, when she arrived in front of it, she looks up at the sign hanging above the doorway carefully. Several Muggles, unaware of the building she was directing her gaze to, simply stumble past her idiotically as they move to avoid the strange girl with the crow.
"You stay out here, yeah? I won't be long."

"Caw."

...

Ignoring her bird friend, she takes her first few steps into the Tavern. Walking in through the door, bag still over her free shoulder, she reveals herself for the bar's occupants to see. In an instant, the bird Shaman is gone, flown off likely to wait and watch for his partner to finish her business. He knew the limits of how far he could push her. She was his master, after all.

Inside the Pelican, Charlotte makes her way casually past the tables and other customers, wandering over to the bar. She was wearing Muggle clothes, much to her chagrin, and she could not help but feel uncomfortable with the infernal incongruity between the lightness of her skirt and the relative heaviness of her upper garments.

She was not normally the type of person to be bothered by this, but she knew that she would certainly work towards replacing the clothes she had when she got the time to do so. She was wearing a simple, short black skirt, and accompanying stockings. Her shoes were fashionable, but unassuming, and she wore a large jacket over whatever top she was wearing underneath.

Overall, an omniscient observer might comment she dressed as if a bird had chosen her clothes. Which he had.

She sits down at the bar, tiredly resting her head in her hand as she takes the world's shortest recorded nap. Then, in record time, she lazily opens her eyes. Almost half-asleep, she looks around at the other occupants for the first time since arriving, letting her gaze drift over both the others seated at the bar and the layout of the tavern itself.

So this is it, huh?

Charlotte was not impressed.

Frank spots the odd young woman who's entered his tavern and grins. He could rush to her and smoother her as some might but he senses a need in her to relax a moment and allows her to do so before dropping a steaming cup of tea before her.

"Greetings My Lady; Cup of tea to open the eyes more fully" says Frank with a bright smile.

Standing over six and a half feet tall he still somehow manages to seem friendly rather than imposing; like an uncle or kind member of the family.

Malee one of the Pelican's house elves see's her master detained with another customer and apports from kitchen to bar and says to Siobhan

"Good morning miss Malee hopes she may serve the young miss to her pleasure"

Malee like most house elves dresses in only a tea towel but her's unlike many is clean and in good repair for the elves of the Pelican are proud of their appearance and their Tavern.

Nevermore, who was perched upon Raven's shoulder spotted the window of the Golden Pelican tavern while Raven was was heading to her bunker.

"Caw" Nevermore flew and landed on the outside of the Golden Pelican window seal.

Raven groaned. "I'm assuming you want food."

"Caw, Caw." The bird replied.

"Fine." Raven then turned and made her way to the tavern door and opened it. Nevermore then flew and gracefully landed on Raven's hand. Raven looked as if she hadn't ate or slept for a good number of days, her skin was pale and her black hair was parted over her left eye, hiding her face a bit.

Aella Arcane strolled down the stairs an paused at the landing noting that only Frank and that yummy Henri were the only males presently in the place. Looking around she was disappointed to see that Melody had obviously already left for her strange morning ritual in which she actually ran for miles with no destination or pursuit.

Looking for something to kindle her imagination she saw that there was a Raven in the pub looking around hungrily. Curiosity an itch she hated Aella decided that the bird and owner being free of conversation they might suffice.

Moving with the grace of a born predator Aella moves close to Raven and settles down.

@RumikoOhara Raven looked over to see Aella, from her eyes, you'd think Raven hadn't slept in a week. She looked terrible. What she didn't realize was that she was ill. Raven then sat down infront of Aella "You guys have hot tea or coffee?" She asked weakly, she then layed her head down on the table.

"Caw" Nevermore attempted to get Aella's attention and he hopped over to his master. The bird used his beak to pull up Raven's sleeve, revealing what looked like a poisonous spider had feasted on her arm.

Kitra frowned slightly as she stood across the street from the Golden Pelican debating if she wanted to enter. She had never been there before but had heard it was a more open-minded place then the Leaky Cauldron. Of course open-minded in the wizarding world could mean one of three things, it really was open and accepting of everyone; or it was a place for the worst of society to gloat about how superior they are and their illegal activities without anyone caring and talk about how terrible muggles and muggleborn; or and this might be the most annoying, it was a place where a bunch of "light-minded" people got together to talk about their awesomeness and acceptance of everyone even muggles while shunning a fourth of their society as dark and therefore evil and not knowing anything about muggles at all.

"Well, I guess I won't know for sure until I give it a chance." She muttered to herself as she crossed the street and headed into the Pelican. As soon as she stepped in she took a quick look around before heading to an empty table. Sitting down she slipped her messenger bag off her shoulders and onto the floor between her feet. She smiled at Artemis poking her head out of the bag in curiosity before pulling out a book and beginning to read.

Raven had fallen asleep due to the pain and venom of from the several spider bites on her arm.

Nevermore nudged Raven's cheek with his beak. Seeing, that she didn't respond he knew what he had to do, squawk until someone came over. "Caw,Caw" The crow hopped around the table cawing like a windup toy. "Caw."

SIOBHAN

Malee calls to the kitchen "Fry Up" then she pours a Fire Whiskey for Siobhan from a bottle labeled "Múspellsmegir" which issues steam from it's open mouth and the glass after it's been poured.

Careful my lady it's got a bite says Malee to Siobhan just before she disappears.

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RAVEN

Malee next appears before Raven with a short bird's perch that has a lovely cup of bacon ends, corn and assorted meat pieces along with a cup of water.

"Morning My Lady and how can Malee serve you this day?" she asks politely

Malee pauses looking at the Spider Bites
Master this lady appears in need of a healer

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KITRA

A small Elf appears with a. Cup of hot breakfast tea before Kitra smiling as with a snap of his fingers a tray with cream, three types of sugar and butter appears

Name is Jeffe Miss and to serve you is my joy the little elf giggles

Jeffe might be mistaken for a young elf by those not familiar with his people but there's something distinctly odd about him for he has what appears to be large dragonfly wings on his back.

London. Not exactly the place he wanted to be. Huge, full of hurried, bustling people, wizards and muggles alike. Bad reputation was all he had, and he didn't need his lure to be thrown even further into the lake of police watch. He'd just gotten away with a few small crimes, petty theft. Actually, he did so on his way to his destination.

Jackson noticed a man alongside the street. The man had a small table set up just outside a coffee shop. He could see that the magician was waving his hands about the table, just above a deck of cards. Jackson moved closer, taking quick notice of the valuables on the magician. A watch, a small pendent on his neck, and some sort of chain lying alongside his shorts.

With a quick smirk, Jackson swooped in and out, each piece of jewelry now inside his pockets. He noticed that the pendent was just some kind of rock tied to a string.

"I suppose I'll just have to get this one checked out..." he muttered.

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Jackson stood in front of a small bar. The Golden Pelican. He started forward, but hesitated. Looking down at his clothes, he sighed. He wore a dark leather coat, gloves, and sunglasses. totally not suspicious. Hesitating one last time, he moved forward, pushing the door open.

It felt fairly cozy. Not a feeling he was familiar with, nor one that he wanted to be familiar with. He pushed past a small group of people chatting, and moved to the bar. He noticed a few other people speaking. Not sure whether or not they were to be trusted, he minded his own business.

Instead, he pulled over a stool and sat down. His hand fell heavy onto the bar.

"How much for a drink 'round here?" he asked, his voice deep and gravelly. He wore a scowl, though it was hardly visible behind his sunglasses.

@RumikoOhara Raven rose her head up weakly, as if the life in her was being drained. "Hot tea or coffee." She spoke softly, laying her head back down.

Nevermore cawed and hopped over to his mistresses cheek, nudging her with his beak.

@McHaggis As the healer cast the spell on her, Raven started to regain consciousness. "Where am I?" she asked in a scratchy voice.

Malee looks at Raven with concern in her eyes and worry traced in every line of her little body when she hears her ask where she is.
"Miss is in the Golden Pelican just down the street from Kings Cross Station and Mistress is or was ill from multiple spider bites she says wringing her hands in worry

Kitra glanced up from her book, curious about the commotion going on. She smiled as she watched one of the other patrons instantly get up to help the lady in need before turning away, satisfied that the situation seemed to be taking care of itself.

She grinned when a small...elf appeared with tea and sat her book down on the edge of the table. Her eyes were immediately drawn to the wings on his back but instead of commenting she just smiled and added sugar to her tea.

“Thank you Jeffe, my name is Kitra. I was thinking I’d like a veggie omelette with bacon on the side please” Kitra requested before looking down at Artemis thoughtfully “also if you’re allowed, I’d appreciate a bowl of water and a small plate of scrambled eggs for Artemis. She gets cranky if everyone’s eating but her.”

Jeffe smiles and looks down at the cat with a gentle smile.

Of course Miss a Veggie Omelet for yourself and water an scrambled eggs for miss Artemis says Jeffe in a sweet voice before he twinkles away only to return seconds later with Kitra's order.

"If Miss requires anything else please snap your fingers and Jeffe will appear to do Misses bidding he says as he lays the order before mistress and feline.

Raven watched the healing process. "I highly appreciate this." she said softly she then turned to look at Malee@RumikoOhara "May I trouble you for some hot tea dear?" she asked, slowly regaining her strength.

Nevermore cawed and hopped up onto his mistress's shoulder, proudly perching himself there.

"I wasn't much into healing," Raven said to Siobhan. "But I guess you knew that, seeing I can't take care of my wounds."@McHaggis