She had given up on the creepy, seemingly empty hallways of the...not-a-crypt after a quick glance inside, and taken an interest in a nearby pile of stuff.
After all, with this much trash, there like had to be some pizza in it somewhere!
Right? That was right, right?
Except there was a loud, sharp slap off just ahead like, something really big--bigger even than a trampoline, like the pirate sails from their old show--giving a great, heaving flap.
And sending an entire bag of something old and difficult and slimy directly into her face.
"Wh--th'gawk?" Not quite shrieking, hopping a little in search of whatever had--
Big. Big.
"You, are, not, a--" slowly, about to say a little birdie and pausing to take in the sheer, impact of the sight.
She wasn't sure what a dragon actually was, but there were plenty of them in her reference library of album art.
"You are pretty metal, friend!" she said, instead. "Oooh! Have you, like, seen any pepperoni in there?"
He'd done a pretty great job of redistributing the pile.
Re: Darkstalker | Wings of Fire
Date: 11 Nov 2022 02:56 (UTC)After all, with this much trash, there like had to be some pizza in it somewhere!
Right? That was right, right?
Except there was a loud, sharp slap off just ahead like, something really big--bigger even than a trampoline, like the pirate sails from their old show--giving a great, heaving flap.
And sending an entire bag of something old and difficult and slimy directly into her face.
"Wh--th'gawk?" Not quite shrieking, hopping a little in search of whatever had--
Big. Big.
"You, are, not, a--" slowly, about to say a little birdie and pausing to take in the sheer, impact of the sight.
She wasn't sure what a dragon actually was, but there were plenty of them in her reference library of album art.
"You are pretty metal, friend!" she said, instead. "Oooh! Have you, like, seen any pepperoni in there?"
He'd done a pretty great job of redistributing the pile.