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Post by DarkSideCookie on May 15, 2015 10:23:38 GMT -8
"Coming-" A pause was following. A pause filled with a loud Scottish folk song echoing from out of a closed room. Gold listened for a moment. He once heard this song, he was sure. Though he didn't remember where and when. "-right up.", Ruby drew his attention back, rushing off to put his order in.
Gold looked back at his new friend, who was casting his eyes around the Diner. Their conversation seemed to have died down. What a pity. Gold hadn't laughed in a way like this since a long time.
"it's probably not so great for your image to be the third wheel on Christian's and Callie's date."
Just as he was turning around to watch the Date-play in the background, Moe started a new one. "If she dies from embarrassment we won't have to do much work for the sacrifices,"
Gold turned around to Moe with a chuckle. "I bet before that happens the others will die from discomposure. That way we would at least get three souls at a stroke."
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Post by Vye on May 15, 2015 10:34:58 GMT -8
He casually takes another bite of his muffin as Mr. Gold chuckles yet again. Moe is seriously having a hard time seeing what is so scary about the guy. Though he should be fair; they are joking about killing people. Some people would probably get a bit freaked out by that. "I bet before that happens the others will die from discomposure. That way we would at least get three souls at a stroke."
He almost spits out his muffin at the unexpected comment which he really ought to have expected. He barely manages to swallow before laughter claims him. Really though, he hasn't had this much fun in forever. He needs to get out a bit more often. He regains control of himself. "If I'm not careful I might be the fourth," he states in reference to his near choking. He really hopes the indignity of that hasn't scared the dapper Mr. Gold off, but there isn't much he can do about it now.
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Post by DarkSideCookie on May 15, 2015 10:58:52 GMT -8
The smile on Gold's face was growing, as he watched his new friend's reaction to his comment. It was almost creepy to see someone laughing about his jokes. Creepy but also somehow refreshing.
"If I'm not careful I might be the fourth,"
"Oh, there is no need to be careful.", Gold answered with a serious looking shake of his head. "I probably should have told you, that we don't have long-lasting members anyway." An evil grin was forming on his lips. Played, but fully trained. Gold turned his gaze around to the counter, before waiting for a reaction. This really was kind of fun.
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Post by Vye on May 15, 2015 11:08:53 GMT -8
"Oh, there is no need to be careful." "I probably should have told you, that we don't have long-lasting members anyway." An evil grins starts to form on the other man's face as Moe lets the information sink in.
"Sounds more like you're in danger than me," he points out jokingly. Gold has, after all, been in this supposed group longer than him. If they don't have long-lasting members than Gold is the one who needs to be watching out. "Unless of course you are the only long-standing member, in which case I can finally see why people are so intimidated by you."
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Post by Medieval Kevin on May 16, 2015 15:37:04 GMT -8
Christian
This whole situation kept getting even more confused but none of it could compare to the storm in his head as the young man fished for a way to get through to Vanessa. He did not want to be rude but everything he did or said was misinterpreted to the extreme. As if she could read his mind, Callie thought of an unmistakable way out of their predicament. And Christian did not see it coming.
"Christian, kiss me." The man's eyes went from blank to fish-eyed in the span of a millisecond. As he had been taking a sip of water from his glass that quickly reversed and to his horror he sprayed the liquid back out... all over Vanessa as she attempted to raise herself up from her seat next to Fry.
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Post by DarkSideCookie on May 18, 2015 3:26:46 GMT -8
"There was a, um, fly...", the waitress' stammering made Vanessa turn around, of course not without a theatrical roll of her eyes. "Vanessa, are you sure you want to be out in the sun with that perfect porcelain skin of yours? You've got a show coming up and all the town will be there to see you. You don't want to have a splotchy complexion when you take the stage now do you?" For one moment Vanessa seriously thought about her words. But Nah! Even if she was right, she wouldn't do what the waitress says, above all because she says. "And besides,", the waitress continued with the unnerving voice of hers. "it's probably not so great for your image to be the third wheel on Christian's and Callie's date."
What the...?! How the hell dare she talking with her like that?! If anyone was a third wheel anywhere, it was the waitress herself! She even was a third wheel in this Diner, absolutely idle in here! A dark sparkle was formed in Vanessa's eyes, her forefinger already raised up in the waitress' direction to start a counterattack, as Gail drew her attention away from her.
"Callie, Christian,""I'll get your orders started."
Was she ignoring her?! And... was she really walking away without giving her time to react on her impudence?!? Vanessa boiled with rage, unbelieving watching her steps towards the kitchen. She would never ever tip her for sure (she anyway never did). Suddenly a splashing voice from the side was interrupting her inner hexes against the waitress. And before she realized where exactly it came from, she got wet. Sprayed with liquid... "Ihhhhhhhhhh!", she shrieked throughout the whole Diner and stood up with a start. The first thing she did, was stroking the top of her dress. "Has it occurred to you how costly it is to get this fabric purified, you clumsy oaf?!", she vociferated at Christian, not thinking about hiding the witch inside anymore. It was not only costly as for money to get her dress purified, it also was in terms of time. And even if she didn't has to wear it for her performance, she even would't think about leaving it in this condition till she has the time to bring it to the dry cleaning store.
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Post by DarkSideCookie on May 18, 2015 3:55:05 GMT -8
"Sounds more like you're in danger than me," Mr. Gold raised an eyebrow, making an interested look. "Unless of course you are the only long-standing member, in which case I can finally see why people are so intimidated by you."
Just as he opened his mouth to respond with another comment apposite to their little fun talk, someone's piercing shriek was filling the room. "Ihhhhhhhhhh!""Has it occurred to you how costly it is to get this fabric purified, you clumsy oaf?!"
"With a bit of luck we'll get even more souls, died from the witche's screams.", Gold stated with an amused smile, as he turned back around to Moe. "How about another coffee or tea to enjoy the show?", he lastly asked, already seeking one of the waitresses, trying to catch their attention with a raise of his hand.
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Post by Vye on May 18, 2015 7:26:31 GMT -8
"Ihhhhhhhhhh!" He looks over and now he actually finds he feels a bit sorry for the rude lady. She seems to have been having a rough morning. "Has it occurred to you how costly it is to get this fabric purified, you clumsy oaf?!" Okay, sympathy gone. Why can't she try to be nice? Is it really that hard for her?
"With a bit of luck we'll get even more souls, died from the witche's screams." He chuckles at that because the lady's screams are certainly more than enough to give anyone a heart attack. "How about another coffee or tea to enjoy the show?" He almost turns around to glance at his innocent looking cup of apple juice but somehow refrains. He is reminded just how childlike he really is at the moment. Grown men don't drink apple juice at breakfast. In fact, he's fairly sure that no one over the age of ten does, other than him.
"I'm good," he states, trying not to let his insecurity show. If Mr. Gold realizes just how little-kiddish Moe is than he may not want to associate with him any more. Ugh. It's like he's trying to prove his own point by thinking like an elementary school kid. 'Johnny doeesn't like the color green and I want to be is friend so I'm not going to say I like the color green so Johnny will like me.' Yep, just like a child. Unfortunately he doesn't know how to change that. "I don't want to spit anything up when I start laughing," he covers, giving off an easy practiced grin. Hopefully that will throw the man off.
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Post by DarkSideCookie on May 18, 2015 8:02:35 GMT -8
"I'm good,", his new friend stated, having a short look at his half-filled glass of apple juice. Mr. Gold followed the direction of his look, but didn't show any change in the expression of his face. "I don't want to spit anything up when I start laughing,", Moe continued with a little insecure looking grin. That was at least the impression Gold had.
"All right.", he replied, lowering his hand, which hasn't been noticed by one of the waitresses yet anyway. And then suddenly there was silence between the two of them. Mr. Gold took a deep sip of his coffee and placed back the empty cup in front of him. The day started with an odd morning. He didn't remember anyone ever enjoyed talking with him or his company at all. At least not since then. A smile, accompanied by a scarcely audible chuckle, left his lips.
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Post by Vye on May 18, 2015 14:46:42 GMT -8
"All right." The man lowers his hand and Moe instantly feels bad. He should have just said yes or something, right? It was probably kind of rude to just turn him down like that. And he spends so much time worrying that they fall into silence. Moe doesn't know how to come out from this. He's probably just blown any chance he had at being friends with Mr. Gold, and while he's sure others would tell him that's a good thing, he feels pretty sad about that. The most feared man in town just continues eating and Moe starts fiddling with his marble again. And that's when he hears a small almost inaudible chuckle. He wouldn't have caught it except for the fact that he's always had pretty good ears and he's a bit on edge after his failed social interaction. He looks sideways and sees the man smiling. He's probably having a good laugh at how stupid Moe is.
Moe drains his cup quickly, pulling out his wallet. He grabs a fifty and a pen. He snags a nearby napkin.
This is for helping me out. -Moe
He leaves the note and the money by his place for Gail to find and stands, ready to leave. But his good manners require him to say something to Mr. Gold before he does. Why does he have to be socially awkward and nice? If you're nice and socially adept you don't have to worry about a thing, and if you are socially awkward but mean you just don't care. But he does care and so he puts on a sincere smile hoping the sad tint he feels isn't noticeable. "Nice to meet you Mr. Gold."
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Post by DarkSideCookie on May 18, 2015 15:48:21 GMT -8
The sound of pen on paper shook him out of his thoughts. He threw an inconspicuous look to his side. Moe had already put out his money and left a note on a napkin, probably for the waitress. As his new friend made himself ready to leave, Gold turned his eyes back to the empty cup in front of him. He didn't want to look like an observer or something.
"Nice to meet you Mr. Gold.", Moe suddenly said, making Gold turn around, this time without feeling like oberserving someone. He replied the smile and it even was a sincere smile either. Not many people ever get this kind of smile from him, actually... no person at all. Not in this land. And not anymore. "It was a pleasure.", Gold answered, while producing some money from his own wallet for the waitress. As he left it on the counter, the empty cup above, he grabbed his cane and made himself ready to leave. "We should have a talk someday again. Have a nice day, Mr. Black." With these words Gold passed him and walked outside the Diner.
**Mr. Gold exits to Main Street**
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Post by Vye on May 18, 2015 16:05:10 GMT -8
To his surprise Mr. Gold returns the smile and there is no mistaking the sincerity of it. "It was a pleasure." He seems to actually mean that and Moe is a bit stunned. He stands there as Mr. Gold leaves some money on the counter before grabbing his cane, ready to leave. "We should have a talk someday again. Have a nice day, Mr. Black." He stands there like a dork as Mr. Gold walks past him.
"Yeah, you too," he manages to get out before Mr. Gold exits the diner. He hopes the man heard. Talk again someday. That sounds fun. They totally should. He smiles to himself as he heads toward the door, marble in hand. This morning turned out to be a really good one, if a bit weird.
*Exits to Firehouse*
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Post by Hollywood Heidi on May 25, 2015 20:04:27 GMT -8
As Gail headed back for the kitchen, she paused to pick up a couple empty plates from a recently vacated table.
"Ihhhhhhhhhh!"
Startled, one of the plates clattered back onto the table. Thankfully she hadn't lifted it too far off before the banshee cry filled the diner and so it remained intact. She glanced back to see Vanessa standing, fuming while water dripped off her. What she would have given to witness how that came to be. 'Would it be inappropriate to throw my hands in the air with a HUZZAH?' she mused. She sighed as she picked the plate up again. 'Yah.'
Word would reach her soon enough as to what happened. In the meantime, Gail dropped the dirty dishes in a bin, and clipped Christian and Callie's order to the wheel, giving it a spin. She looked back at Vanessa again and sighed. As much as she'd love to stand there and gloat, she just couldn't bring herself to do it and as horrible as Vanessa was to her and currently, to Christian, it was her job to take care of the patrons. She felt guilty for letting her temper override her professionalism and for letting herself stoop to Vanessa's level.
"Hey Tony, hand me a clean towel, would'ya please?"
She tossed the towel across her shoulder and grabbed her previously placed orders, dropping them off on the way with an apology for the delay and for her haste along with a promise to check back in just a minute.
She slowed as she approached the fuming Vanessa still sputtering insults at Christian. "Miss Bennett." Gail held out the towel as a sort of peace offering and spoke her name softly, trying to calm her in the process of getting her attention.
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Post by Storyteller on May 30, 2015 19:06:24 GMT -8
The fierce blush rushed to Callie's cheeks, heating her face as the stream of water exploded from Christian's mouth in a slow motion arc. That was not quite the reaction she'd been hoping for. But really, what had she been hoping for? Honestly, she had no idea. She'd barely known Christian for twenty four hours, had only talked to him for less than a fourth of that. He must think she was crazy.
But, on the bright side, the now soaking wet Ms. Bennett would probably take her leave. So, silver linings.
"Has it occurred to you how costly it is to get this fabric purified, you clumsy oaf?!"
Callie flinched at the barbed comment aimed at her date. It was a little disturbing how quickly Ms. Bennett could switch between just snooty self absorption to full out...witchiness. Poor Christian look horrified as she berated him, Callie wishing she could say something- anything- that this woman could understand to make her stop. Instead the girl reached for the box of napkins that was faithfully located on every table in Granny's. That is, apparently, every table but theirs. Murphy's Law must be having a grand old time with this date.
Suddenly Gail appeared with a towel, again proving that she was their very own diner angel. 'Free cookies for her great-grandchildren.'
As Gail attempted to soothe the savage beast, Callie gave a weak smile to her rather green looking date, "Well, I can honestly say that this is the first time I've caused a national disaster. I can just see tomorrow's headline, 'VERY FAMOUS ACTRESS MS. VANESSA BENNETT GETS WET! WORLD IMPLODES!' Of course, all businesses will have to close- that is, all but the dry cleaners. They may even need to send out the National Guard to deal with the fallout here."
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Post by Medieval Kevin on May 31, 2015 15:52:13 GMT -8
Christian
He was doing a wonderful job of making this morning as memorably awful as possible... Once Vanessa had her towel she momentarily halted her onslaught thank goodness! He turned back to Callie his shoulders sagging slightly as she started to sign.
"Well, I can honestly say that this is the first time I've caused a national disaster. I can just see tomorrow's headline, 'VERY FAMOUS ACTRESS MS. VANESSA BENNETT GETS WET! WORLD IMPLODES!' Of course, all businesses will have to close- that is, all but the dry cleaners. They may even need to send out the National Guard to deal with the fallout here."
She made him smile and he let her see it but kept his laughter just to a sparkle in his eye. He did not want to set the actress off again. "Are you kidding I've done a fine job of being the match for the powder over here." That was when it got a little strange. Should he acknowledge what she had told him? She blamed herself over that? And there had been a brief moment she had blushed rather fiercely and was it disappointment he had seen on her face? He was not an expert in reading a woman's eyes like that but he needed to say something... "I... I think our food is ready." That terrible response was also blessedly the truth as he saw the cook put their order up in the window to the kitchen.
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Post by Storyteller on May 31, 2015 23:37:14 GMT -8
"Ihhhhhhhhhh!"
'What is with today?' Ruby's stopped dead in her tracks as the scream echoed around the room. It became fairly quiet as Vanessa Bennett threw a first rate temper tantrum at poor Christian Fry. Suddenly Ruby became extra glad that she'd come in just late enough to avoid dealing with the Diva with a capital D one on one. Often the waitresses would draw straws to see just who would get stuck with her and with the way Ruby's week was going, the fates would not have been in her favor.
Thankfully, they were in Mr. Gold's favor as his meal came up especially quick. It could have had something to do with the fact that she'd given Tony a heads up on whose meal he was creating. No one liked to keep Mr. Gold waiting. He was in and out in record time once the order had been taken.
Ruby breathed a sigh of relief as tables started to clear out. 'Probably because of the banshee sitting at table three.' Now to take care of the original problem. Ruby marched back over to the break room, preparing herself before she pushed open the door. Who knew what the hooligan could be planning on the other side of that door. For all Ruby knew, she might have figured out how to make a shank out of a chair leg. But nothing awaited the waitress as she pushed open the break room door. Eva sat on the floor, actually looking like a miserable child rather than the sarcastic teenaged terror that usually greeted her. And, god help her, in that moment Ruby actually felt sorry for the kid.
She shut the door quietly and slid down the wall until she was sitting next to Eva. "Want to tell me what's up?"
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Post by The Jester Of Tortuga on Jun 12, 2015 4:55:04 GMT -8
Eva heard the door open but didn't bother to look up leaving her head buried in between her arms that were resting on her knees. At first she assumed it was Ruby coming to give her another what for or worse with her Father, but then as there was an awkward silence in which she began to think maybe someone else had wondered in. Eva closed her eyes tightly while slowly counting to three hoping whoever had entered the small room would slowly back out and leave her to be the firey mess she currently was.
"Want to tell me what's up?"
Alas it was not to be Ruby spoke with a voice that was now mellow and filled with care and concern. Eva closed her eyes and counted to four this time thinking that maybe she just didn't give it enough time last time. Eva sniffed into her shoulder trying to hide that sound from the flair filled woman standing at the door. Eva turned her head from Ruby not wanting Ruby to see the wet trails of tears running down her cheeks.
"What do you even care?"
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Jun 21, 2015 8:54:54 GMT -8
"Miss Bennett.", suddenly the tedious voice of the waitress, who has totally choosen the wrong job, interrupted her curses towards Christian.
"WHAT?", Vanessa turned around furiously. When her eyes were catching the towel in the waitress' hands, she quickly grabbed at it. Instead of expression of thanks Gail received just a hissing sound, as she has been again out of time in Vanessa's opinion. Hectically Vanessa rubbed the towel up and down at her dress, still uttering curses, this time more to herself. Of course she didn't notice Christian and Callie started a quite conversation about her. After a while Vanessa wordless threw the towel back to Gail, absolutely didn't care about she would catch it or not. "Why you're still standing there like all dressed up and with nowhere to go? I'll take a coffee to go, and hot please!" Without waiting an answer she eye-rolling drew her attention back to her dress.
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Post by Hollywood Heidi on Jun 25, 2015 15:58:36 GMT -8
"WHAT?"
Gail flinched back at the tone and fury but stood her ground and managed to maintain a look of concern though she was quickly losing the rare feeling of pity toward the viper. As if to back up that comparison, Vanessa appropriately hissed a response to the offered towel and with the force she snatched the towel away, Gail was relieved to have not lost a finger.
Just as quickly, the towel was coming right back at her and she managed to catch it just before it hit her in the face.
"Why you're still standing there like all dressed up and with nowhere to go? I'll take a coffee to go, and hot please!"
An uncontrollable glare flashed over her features before she could catch it. A towel in the face followed by a verbal slap almost pushed her over the edge. Wow. Just... wow, she thought to herself. "Coming right up, Miss Bennett," she said with a wooden smile. Before she turned to head back to the counter, Gail gave her a steely-eyed look of warning that Vanessa was getting dangerously close to crossing the line, not just with her but with the disturbance she was causing.
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Post by Storyteller on Jul 7, 2015 10:41:10 GMT -8
"Are you kidding I've done a fine job of being the match for the powder over here."
This brought strength to the smile on her lips but it barely had time to settle there before the awkwardness set in. No, more than that. Awkwardness and something peculiar that caused her heart to quicken despite her lingering embarrassment. The air now felt heavy with the strange mixture and by the look that appeared on the terribly handsome face across the table it seemed that Christian felt it too. His hands seemed to move in slow motion as he began to sign.
"I... "
This was the part of the romance novel, where the male lead's voice catches- so overcome with the moment that he needs to pause before he can finish his thought. And the woman fills that space with something that seems playful but is actually filled with longing. Like a low, throaty, "You?" And then suddenly his lips capture her's while they meet in a passionate embrace...
But none of those things happened.
"I think our food is ready."
Callie's stare became blank, her brain catching up with reality before she could find the appropriate signs to answer the completely unromantic, "Oh, so it is."
Apparently she'd missed the entire exchange that had happened beside them, as Gail was now making a beeline towards the counter and Ms. Bennett had gone back to fretting over her 'ruined' dress.
The situation now fully turned in the direction of awkward, Callie not sure what to do next as her thoughts could not be trusted to keep the hopeless romantic portion of her brain at bay and the toxic woman still blocked their only exit.
The motion of her hands moving were hesitant, not quite sure of where she was going with this, "So, what comes after we defeat the villainous actress and escape to greener pastures?"
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Post by Medieval Kevin on Jul 7, 2015 11:33:45 GMT -8
Christian
Well this was getting worse by the minute! It's not like his romantic streak had survived Vanessa's arrival, like an iceberg on the Titanic, but now the pieces of their little love boat were raining down around them at the bottom of the ocean! A bit of a dramatic analogy perhaps, he thought, but this was a disaster! Christian wasn't even saying anything and his water spout was still on the actresses mind.
"So, what comes after we defeat the villainous actress and escape to greener pastures?" The young man scrunched up his face for a moment while in thought and then he just acted on impulse! Time to stop being on the defensive after all that had happened so far this morning. "Defeat? I think it's more of a 'live to fight another day' day." He said that out loud because his hand darted across the table and took Callie's in his own. Delaying only a moment he sent her a very sincere smile before whisking her away past Vanessa. "I'm terribly sorry Miss Bennett, thankfully it's just water! Break a leg!" he called back over his shoulder.
They reached the counter and Christian laid enough for the bill and tip down in front of Gail. She had only arrived a moment before themselves so it must have been a surprise. Scooping up the take out he made eye contact with their guardian angel. "We'll free up your table for you, and in the process take away any excuse to linger." With a quick nod towards Vanessa he smiled and took his leave with Callie.
**Exits Granny's with Callie, heading towards Main Street**
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Post by Storyteller on Jul 7, 2015 18:50:24 GMT -8
"What do you even care?"
"I don't." Ruby replied quickly, the attitude re-entering her voice as quickly as it had left. Couldn't let the kid think she was going soft on her. There would be no dealing with Eva then. Though Ruby was loathe to admit it, they actually weren't all that different, Eva and herself. And seeing her like this...Ruby couldn't help but want to help her. She paused, her finger tapping against her knee in the silence before continuing, "Still...pretend I do. And I might be able to come to bat for you with your dad. You've got nothing to lose."
When the silence persisted, Ruby moved to stand up. "Or you could not tell me and you can just sit here and wait for you dad to come ground your ass. Choice is yours."
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Jul 24, 2015 14:01:44 GMT -8
"Coming right up, Miss Bennett,"
Vanessa didn't catch any of the exchange between Christian and that girl, which hasn't said any word yet. Well, what a slowpoke... She either wouldn't got the idea they're doing sign language, nor was interested in it anyway.
"Defeat? I think it's more of a 'live to fight another day' day.", Christian suddenly broke the silence.
"Eh?!", Vanessa asked totally confused, not even got the thought, that he wasn't talking to her at all. "I didn't say such a thing like..."
"I'm terribly sorry Miss Bennett, thankfully it's just water! Break a leg!", he then interrupted her and let her gaze raise up to him. Meanwhile he had taken the slowpoke's hand and led her away from the table, just throwing the words over his shoulder. Just water? JUST water?! Did he really say that? He seemed to have absolutely no idea how damageable the fabric of her dress was and how limited her time! Typical, Man! Vanessa was just able to make a hissing sound out of her shock about his brassiness instead of a real answer. She even didn't realize the quick nod and the smile in her direction, before the two of them exited the Diner. Totally annoyed Vanessa turned to the counter, searching for the lame waitress with rolled eyes. "You can forget the coffee!" A little more quieter, but loud enough to be heard, she added: "...I'm sure you already did anyway." Without waiting any reaction, Vanessa took her handbag and turned towards the door, ready to verbally kill someone else, who unluckily was in the wrong place at the wrong time.
**Vanessa exits to Main Street Outside**
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Post by Hollywood Heidi on Jul 25, 2015 11:01:19 GMT -8
Gail grabbed Christian and Callie's to-go order from pick-up and placed it on the counter only to have it swooped right up. She glanced up in surprise.
"We'll free up your table for you, and in the process take away any excuse to linger."
"Have fun!" she called after them. Gail grabbed a to-go coffee cup and began filling it, wanting nothing more than to run screaming out of there along with them, arms flailing in the air a la Kermit the Frog.
"You can forget the coffee!" "...I'm sure you already did anyway."
She paused in pressing the lid in place, gritting her teeth as Vanessa stormed out.
"'Scuse me a moment," she said to nobody in particular as she casually walked to the back.
Anticipating her arrival after watching the scene from the kitchen pick-up window, Tony was waiting there, door of the walk-in fridge open as he made a gallant bow and swooping arm motion toward the opening as if inviting her into a fancy ballroom. She gave him a regal nod as she stepped in and as soon as the heavy door sealed, Gail let out a stream of loud curses all directed at Vanessa. Tony grinned, pressing an ear to the door to make out the muffled curses and when it was silent, he opened the door and again bowed.
"M'lady," he said, causing her to chuckle as she'd just finished a most unladylike tirade. "Don't believe I've ever heard a few of those phrases."
"What can I say. There are no words... no phrases to describe some people. They inspire you to create new ones."
With her good mood and humor back in place, Gail headed back out to the floor. Things had thankfully calmed. She gathered the check and cash Christian had left and headed to Moe's vacated spot, pausing as she notices writing on the napkin. She picked it up and read.
This is for helping me out.
-Moe
Looking down to see what he'd meant, she spotted a $50 peaking out from under his bill. Smiling widely, Gail headed to the cash register, tucking the money in the til and the tips in her apron. She folded Moe's note and placed it in her pocket alongside her tips. It would be a good reminder to keep strong on days like today.
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Post by The Jester Of Tortuga on Aug 12, 2015 21:59:52 GMT -8
"Still...pretend I do. And I might be able to come to bat for you with your dad. You've got nothing to lose""Or you could not tell me and you can just sit here and wait for you dad to come ground your ass. Choice is yours."
The last thing Eva was afraid of was a grounding, hell she was out destroying the town most weekends during a supposed grounding. But that look of disappointment that always appeared in her Fathers eyes was heartbreaking, that was always the worst part of getting caught.
"A naoidhean bhig, cluinn mo ghuth Mise ri d' thaobh, O mhaighdean bhàn"
Eva quietly said into her knees deciding it was better to have Ruby on her side this time.
"Little baby, hear my voice I'm beside you, O maiden fair"
Still hugging her knees preventing Ruby from seeing her tear stained face. She picked at her jeans with a fingernail "It's the... only..." Eva's hands moved down her legs grabbing ankles trying to hide her face deeper into her knees. "When I was but a wee lass my Ma use to sing it to me, it's the only memory I really have of her and when I feel completely alone I sing to remind me why I dont need any one else because all they do is leave..." Eva lied to Ruby and herself, it was purely a comfort thing easing her when she did feel alone.
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Post by Storyteller on Sept 26, 2015 17:09:12 GMT -8
"A naoidhean bhig, cluinn mo ghuth Mise ri d' thaobh, O mhaighdean bhàn"
"Little baby, hear my voice I'm beside you, O maiden fair"
Eva sang the quiet little tune again. Ruby had to strain to hear it as Eva's face remained firmly buried in her knees. It was unnerving to see the tough kid like this. But as she repeated it, translating the...uh...Scottish into English, a picture began to form.
"It's the... only..." "When I was but a wee lass my Ma use to sing it to me, it's the only memory I really have of her"
More alike than either could have ever known. Ruby took a deep breath through her nose and out her mouth, glad that Eva wasn't looking her way.
"and when I feel completely alone I sing to remind me why I dont need any one else because all they do is leave..."
"And they can't hurt you if they aren't there to begin with." Ruby finished. She knew that lie well. Still lived it. Quiet descended on the room for a moment as Ruby calculated her next move. Looking straight ahead, careful to keep her voice even lest she scare the wild Eva away with hints of her own sentimentality, Ruby asked, "What happened to her?"
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Post by The Jester Of Tortuga on Sept 26, 2015 20:25:08 GMT -8
"And they can't hurt you if they aren't there to begin with."
Ruby may have been right so what? Eva couldn't wait to see the 'Welcome to Storybrooke' sign in her review and to never have to come back.
"What happened to her?"
Ruby brought Eva right out of her thoughts on leaving and sent her crashing down to Earth, enough to raise her head and look at the mid drift revealing, tight clothed waitress siren with the the hair to match her name.Eva could understand why every guy would want to spend a night with her, Eva even found herself questioning if she would like see what all the fuss about a sexual awakening was about.
"She..."
Using her index fingers she wiped away the remaining tears from her face as she thought about Ruby's question and there really wasn't much to it, she went out one day, came home and never saw her Mother again, she was just gone. Now it was just her, her brothers and her father who was always too busy with her brothers or his friends to notice the gaping hole in their family.
"Ruby... How do you get your eyes to look so full and eye catching?" Eva asked deflecting the question.
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Post by KennyLopes on Oct 1, 2015 15:36:43 GMT -8
*Put out his cigarette and enters Granny's*
Drake looks around the place. Cozy as always. Drake sits by the balcony, he reaches his cellphone and start playing Angry Birds while he waits for somebody to take his order.
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Post by Hollywood Heidi on Oct 1, 2015 17:29:40 GMT -8
The breakfast rush was over and Gail was particularly glad about that. She loved being around the townspeople, well, most of them, but today had been a particularly challenging day. Vanessa had certainly been on her worst, possibly even THE worst behavior Gail had ever seen. Enough so that she'd managed to push Gail past what she could endure and that was certainly saying something.
As she wiped down the counters, a small smile touched her lips as she imagined all sorts of comical tragedies befalling Vanessa.... A flock of seagulls diving at her as she ran, her arms flailing to ward them off, then accidentally falls into a conveniently open man hole in her flight, sewer rats swarming over her...
A new arrival distracted her from her thought and Gail hurried back to behind the counter, grabbing a mug and preparing a drink before going to greet her newly arrived patron.
"Good morning, Drake," she said as she placed the mocha in front of him. "You just missed the breakfast crowd. Busier than usual what with the whole town all excited about the clock working again." Definite sign you lived in a small town when something like that could cause such a stir, she thought. "Can I get you something to eat?"
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Post by KennyLopes on Oct 1, 2015 18:07:43 GMT -8
Drake smiled at Gail.
- Morning, Gail! To tell you the truth I'm quite excited about that too. Think it's a sign of good luck, so I'm in a good mood - Gimme a box with 10 doughnuts! Chocolate frost, I guess I just give some sugar away around town. Oh, and pick one for yourself
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