Who: Jareth and Anyone Where: The streets and later cafe When: Midday Why: He's exploring outside of his Labyrinth and the park. Kudos to him Open: Yes, glomp him all you want. Rating: TBD
Jareth walked the streets in what he believed was casual clothing. He probably stuck out like a sore thumb, but it was close to Halloween so he didn't care. He hadn't really explored the city, keeping to himself and the Labyrinth like the lonely king he was. He needed fresh air, and had decided this was his best way to get it. Plus he figured all the drama from the Nessie thing had blown over. He was keeping his distance from her too, sick of her family's paranoia with him. He had had no intentions of hurting the child, she had come to him, not the other way around. He sighed, kicking up leaves and watched them fall in swirls. He sniffed, he could smell something...good.
He turned on his heel, facing the Cafe, he tilted his head, and waved his hand, taking on the form of Jeremy, so he didn't look odd in the cafe, he'd definitely turn heads as The Goblin King, as Jeremy, they'd either thing David Bowie or "my god what's wrong with his eyes!" he walked in, the bell dinging. Jareth walked up to the counter and stared at the list behind the woman, he raised an eyebrow, "The ah...." he pointed his finger back and forth between a latte and a columbian coffee, he ended up with the latte and wandered back out into the streets, not paying, oh well, they didn't know who he was. He wandered the streets til he found a bench and sat down, resuming his form of his true self, The Goblin King, he sniffed the coffee, took a sip, then spit it out, "VILE FIRE WATER!" he threw it to the ground, spitting what was left out on the side walk, "HOW DARE YOU BURN MY TONGUE!"