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Post by Sheera on Feb 2, 2008 0:12:51 GMT -5
A black wolf using one claw was slicing what looked like a squished squirrel. She sat behind a large flat rock. It hit it claw down then pushed the newly cut pieces aside. She looked up and gasped.
"A CUSTOMER!!" She moved around the rock in a hurried glide.
"Wait! What’s yer rush?
What’s yer hurry?
You gave me such a—
Fright. I thought you was a ghost." She sang as she approached him. She roughly guided him to a place next to another flat rock.
"Half a minute, can’tcher?
Sit!
Sit ye down!
Sit!" She paused and pushed him down.
"All I meant is that I
Haven’t seen a customer for weeks.
Did you come in for a pie, sir?" She said as she glided back behind the rock.
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Feb 2, 2008 0:20:41 GMT -5
(LMAO! XD)
Todd slowly tried to back up and out of the cavern-- but it was too late. Eyes shadowed but wide, he found himself shoved onto a rock, staring at the she-wolf.
....?
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Post by Sheera on Feb 2, 2008 0:33:19 GMT -5
"Do forgive me if me head’s a little vague—" she sang.
"What is that?" She stared at the rock and put her paw up and grabbed something and threw it on the ground.
"But you’d think we had the plague—" She stomped her paw on it and squished the cockroach looking thing.
"From the way that people—
Keep avoiding-" She looked at the flat rock in front of her again and smashed another cockroache looking thing into a powdery substance. "No you don't!"
"Heaven knows I try, sir!" She sang wiping her paw on the ground. She started to reach for something looking at the wolf.
"But there’s no one comes in even to inhale—" She sang after grabbing a wooden-like thing with some kind of pastry sat on it.. a pie. "Right you are you are, sir. Would you like
a drop of ale?" She said as she put the pie on the table and blew a powdery substance off.
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Feb 2, 2008 0:39:06 GMT -5
Sweeney slowly inclined his head to stare at the pie that had been placed in front of him. It looked horrible... moldly and as hard as the rock on which it had been placed.
He fingered it with his paw, sniffing the strange food.
He took a small bite.
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Post by Sheera on Feb 2, 2008 0:46:40 GMT -5
"Mind you, I can’t hardly blame them—" She sang as she glided back behind the flat rock.
"These are probably the worst pies in London. I know why nobody cares to take them—" she sang. "I should know, I make them." She said sprinkling the powdery substance on the rock. She glanced at him.
"But good? No,
The worst pies in London—
Even that’s polite." She said as she took a bowl like shape with a handle in her jaws and poured a nasty looking substance into another topless pie.
"Th e worst pies in London— If you doubt it, take a bite." She said with a pause.
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Feb 2, 2008 0:49:37 GMT -5
What he did was polite... but now he regretted it. The taste was just as-- maybe even more so-- disgusting as it looked.
Todd lowered his head, and spit out some of the rotting food.
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Post by Sheera on Feb 2, 2008 0:54:18 GMT -5
She looked his way with another bowl like shape, but bigger and deeper with a rounded handle.
"Is that just disgusting?" She sang and looked into the cup. She poured it into an even larger bowl and turned to fill it from a pipe-like thing that hung from the back wall. She filled up the cup.
"You have to concede it.
It’s nothing but crusting—"
She started to glide his way with the filled cup.
"Here, drink this, you’ll need it— The worst pies in London." She said and placed the cup a little ways away from him then pushed it his way with her paw.
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Feb 2, 2008 0:59:17 GMT -5
The brute sniffed the cup, but still felt like vomiting.
He glanced up at Lovett again, spitting out more of the foul pastry.
...okay.....?
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Post by Sheera on Feb 2, 2008 1:08:25 GMT -5
"And no wonder with the price of
Meat what it is— when you get it" She said slamming dough onto the flat table and pressing her paws ferociously into it to flatten it.
"Never- Thought I’d live to see the day men’d think it was a treat" She said pressing ferociously and forcefully into the dough. "Finding poor Animals What are dying in the street." Her eyes dull, seeming angry as she beat the dough with her paws. "Mrs. Mooney has a pie shop..." She sang and smacked the dough with a large cylinder... twice
"Does a business, but I notice something weird—" she smacked it twice again. "Lately all her neighbors’ cats have disappeared." she said her teeth showing. She smacked it twice again. "Have to hand it to her—" she smacked it again. "Wot I calls Enterprise, Popping pussies into pies."
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Feb 2, 2008 1:13:03 GMT -5
What's a pussy? he wondered. XD
Gingerly, Todd extended his tongue and lapped up a sip of the liquid. It tasted alright... but the horrid taste of the pie still remained.
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Post by Sheera on Feb 2, 2008 1:26:38 GMT -5
"Wouldn’t do in my shop—" She sang then rolled it twice. She was now rolling the cylinder.
"Just the thought of it’s enough to make you sick." her teeth were bared as she rolled it again twice.
"And I’m telling you them pussy cats is quick." she breathed. A little cocroache clambered out of the pie the wolf had bitten out of.
"No denying times is hard, sir—" She said as she picked up the cylinder with a now flattened circle of dough draped over it.
"Even harder than The worst pies in London." She sang as she flattened the dough over the topless pie she had put the meat in.
"Only lard and nothing more—
Is that just revolting?" She sang as she pushed the large bowl over.
"All greasy and gritty,
It looks like it’s molting," she said as she now took a cylinder that triangulized and connected to it was bristled of a lacy hair. It was smothered with some kind of glaze and she smothered it on top of the pie.
"And tastes like—" she sang looking at him now then turning her gaze back down to the pie. "Well, pity a woman alone with limited wind.." she said as she now placed a platform with many of the pies on it into a platform ontop of flickering flames.
"And the worst pies in London!" She said as she turned back. She looked at all her supplies looking tired.
"Ah sir," she said as she put her forleg on the flat rock and lied her head down. "Times is hard... Times is hard!!!!" her eyes flickered to an insect scuttling across the platform. Her face screwed up she lifted the cylinder and she smacked the bug.
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Feb 2, 2008 1:32:54 GMT -5
Sweeney coughed, glancing up at Lovett. He was silent, looking helpless... And, above all, a bit disgusted and revolted by the taste of the pie.
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Post by Sheera on Feb 2, 2008 1:42:23 GMT -5
She looked at him. "It'll take more than ale to wash that taste out," she said and flicked her tail for him to follow. Surprisingly there was another opening that went deeper into the cavern. She walked through it and got another cup out and scooped it into a large bowl. She turned back to him and pushed it towards him.
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Feb 2, 2008 1:47:14 GMT -5
Todd followed, and lowered his head to gratefully drink. It was strong, but better than the pie...
"I used to live around here," he commented. He paused, remembering the empty cavern above them. "You have an empty room above you... times is so hard, why don't you rent it out?"
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Post by Sheera on Feb 2, 2008 1:51:20 GMT -5
She glanced at him and sat. She simply said in her accent. "People think it’s haunted."
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"My name is Percy Jackson, and I am INVINCIBLE!!"
