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Post by Ned on Jul 22, 2009 18:21:00 GMT -5
Ned's hand stiffly made contact with Rachel's, and he shook.
"I-I'm Ned. Pleasure t-to make your acquaintance," he responded. Despite his attempts to calm himself, he found that he could not. Especially with that rifle in such close range.
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Post by Rachel on Jul 22, 2009 18:31:49 GMT -5
*It took her a moment but she realized what was bothering him.*
"Ugh, sorry. I'm so used to these things that I forget that it unnerves some people," *she said sheepishly, leaning the gun against the wall behind her so it would be out of sight. She had apparently forgotten that her bail jumper was still in the room.*
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Post by Ned on Jul 22, 2009 18:50:15 GMT -5
"It didn't unnerve me...just took me by surprise. I guess," he replied, shaking his head adamantly. He gestured towards the bail jumper. "Um, so, you catch potential sociopathic murderers on a daily basis?"
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Post by Rachel on Jul 22, 2009 18:57:43 GMT -5
"Oh!"
*She smiled, embarrassed again as she remembered.*
"Maybe every other day. I'm an opera singer by trade. This is just part-time. It pays well and it's fun. Seven grand for roping little old Joe," *she said, despite the fact that the guy was over six feet tall.*
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Post by Ned on Jul 22, 2009 19:13:53 GMT -5
"Huh. Fun," he repeated, trying to convince himself of what Rachel had said. He brightened. "Opera singer, you say? A professional?"
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Post by Rachel on Jul 22, 2009 19:28:12 GMT -5
"I'd like to think so," *she said with a laugh.* "I'm in an debut opera over at the Populaire."
"What about you? Let me guess: pies?"
*It was, of course, a joke. Only a blind person could have missed the pie crust awning.*
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Post by Ned on Jul 22, 2009 19:32:16 GMT -5
"Yes, indeedy," he said, with a wide gesture to the vast array of cooking materials and supplies stocked behind him in the storage room. His arm also swept over the kitchen, the counter of which held several unbaked pies. "Your local pie extraordinaire."
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Post by Rachel on Jul 30, 2009 15:51:22 GMT -5
"Oh. My God... Is that Pecan--?"
"--I think I'd rather be in prison," *the bail jumper dryly remarked.*
*Rachel narrowed her eyes at him. Then, conveniently 'cause it's the 'Verse, the police carriage thingy arrived.*
"Oops, one sec. Come on, big guy."
*She promptly dragged him out, handed him over then hurried back.*
"So, like I was saying," *she continued brightly, sitting herself down on on a stool at the counter.* "Is that pecan over there?"
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Post by Ned on Aug 1, 2009 21:04:56 GMT -5
Ned watched silently as the man was taken away into custody and shifted his attention back to Rachel. Beaming, he confirmed that the pie was indeed pecan and retrieved a knife from the cabinet under the counter.
"Would you like a slice?"
He had seemed to forget, in its entirety, the scene of a few minutes past.
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Post by Rachel on Aug 9, 2009 1:27:13 GMT -5
"Are you kidding? Of course!!" *she replied enthusiastically, beaming.*
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Post by Ned on Aug 21, 2009 20:38:18 GMT -5
Ned grinned and plunged the knife through the pie, quickly cutting out a sizable chunk for Rachel, a piece which he situated carefully upon one of the restaurant's glass plates.
He wedged a fork into the slice and slid the entire thing over.
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Post by Rachel on Sept 6, 2009 1:46:01 GMT -5
*She took a bite... then another... then another. If the portion wasn't so generous, she would have finished in no time.*
"Oh, my God, this is amazing! I tried to make a tart once and I got the custard right that was about it. My crust was NOTHING like this! How'd you get into baking anyway?"
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Post by Ned on Sept 11, 2009 17:21:34 GMT -5
"Oh--thank you," Ned blushed. "I took up baking when I was really young...it helped me deal with some of the, er, emotions I was experiencing."
He failed to mention the reasons underlying these emotions.
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Post by Rachel on Apr 4, 2010 3:19:29 GMT -5
"That's a really productive way to unwind. When I was a kid, I used to burn things."
She quickly finished the slice and set her fork down.
"Actually, I'd break into the houses of the kids that pissed me off then light their toys on fire with my dad's zippo lighter. Then I'd take polaroids of the fire and put it all over their walls."
Rach grabbed a napkin from a dispenser, sighed nostalgically, then daintily dabbed the corners of her mouth.
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Post by Ned on Apr 5, 2010 14:10:15 GMT -5
"Ah," he wheezed, offering Rachel an uneasy smile, realizing that he hadn't, after all, entirely recovered from what had transpired a few minutes prior. He wracked his mind for a proper response.
"...I don't think they would have been very happy with that."
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