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Post by GBird on Nov 13, 2005 12:03:47 GMT -5
The door to the Lunchroom clicked open, the light of a torch shining in. "Anybody home?" Came a whispered voice as the torchlight shone around the room. "Excellent." Walking over to a table, Gary rested the torch onto it, the beam shining across the table. Reaching into his pocket, Gary pulled out a small grey packet. Ripping the top off, he poured the powder inside onto the table, then soaked it with a quick water spell. The powder swirled and transformed into a cauldron. "There." He got the small torch and put it behind his ear as he looked into the cauldron. "First thing's first..." He said, as he filled it with water using a spell. He looked around at the door he'd left open. He walked back over and slowly shut the door, casting another spell to make invisible chains lock it from the inside. "Really can't afford to be disturbed." He said, as he walked back over to the cauldron and pulled out more packets, emptying them into the cauldron one by one.
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Post by Slinkeh on Nov 13, 2005 12:27:24 GMT -5
Paws padded along the floor toward the lunchroom, then slowly formed into two feet covered in pure white sandals, a girl formed next. "So hungry.." Haru murmured putting her hand to her white head, then with the other tried to open the door. "Huh?" she questioned. The door was locked. "Oh come on! Why would someone lock this door?" she febally tried to open the door again. No luck. She put her ear to the door. "Bubbling? Some ones cooking in there, maybe not food, but definatly cooking." She murmured louder then the last.
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Post by GBird on Nov 13, 2005 12:30:59 GMT -5
Gary looked around. "What was that?" He whispered to himself, hearing footsteps. He drew one of his SMGs from his pocket. He'd upgraded this one with a copper casing, and a mechanism that made it fire a bit slower, but with more force per bullet. He crouched down and slowed walked towards the door.
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Post by Slinkeh on Nov 13, 2005 12:38:25 GMT -5
Haru held her breath stepping away slowly, the young girl had no idea what to expect, maybe some crazed person would just pull open the door and start shooting her? Slowly she let out her breath as if realizing the thought was stupid. Or was it? Could that really happen? Maybe. 'I have to be more careful' she thought. She formed back to her fox state all white, except the brown on her ears and tail. She sat and waited for the worst. 'Being thirteen and head strong, heh, what a mix.' she thought.
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Post by GBird on Nov 13, 2005 12:39:42 GMT -5
Gary looked around and fired a shot into the floor, just to scare off anything nearby, before returning to the cauldron. He emptied the rest of the clip into his brew, the gunfire sounds echoing all around.
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Post by Slinkeh on Nov 13, 2005 12:53:01 GMT -5
Haru yelped, but knew it was a false shot, she had toppled over and was now sitting back up with her tail curled around her paws. She stared at the locked door, she decided she would be ok, if anything happened she was sure she wouldn't get hurt, so bad.
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Post by GBird on Nov 13, 2005 13:36:46 GMT -5
Gary shoved a fresh clip into his SMG and returned it to his pocket. He looked around and spotted a moth flying into a window. He snuck up behind the moth and caught it between his hands, returning to his cauldron and dropping it inside, mixing it.
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Post by Slinkeh on Nov 13, 2005 13:46:19 GMT -5
A rumble was heard faintly from the fox's stomach. She stood on her four legs trotting over to the door she pawed lightly but enough to be heard inside, she whimpered and continued to paw at the locked door.
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Post by GBird on Nov 13, 2005 13:49:29 GMT -5
Gary stopped, knowing for sure he heard something coming from the door. He drew his copper SMG and fired a few rounds at the door, only one of them actually going all the way through.
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Post by Slinkeh on Nov 13, 2005 13:55:17 GMT -5
Something sailed a ways over Haru's head, not worried she continued to beg for the door to be opened, whimpering and pawing at the door, soon it began to rattle, of how much force she was actually putting on th door.
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