A happy working song [active/closed]
Characters: Odd, Fred
Content: Fred braves the parasite-ridden streets to help Odd fix his roof.
Location: St Patrick's Cathedral
Time of day: Early Afternoon
Warnings: None yet.
Fred amazed himself with how stealthy he could be sometimes. He peeked out from behind a trashcan, looking for his next destination; a pile of rubble about a block away. Boots in hand, he bolted to his next hiding place, skipping over rocks or debris in his worn out socks.
He could see the cathedral from here, about 100 feet away on the other side of the street, and the barber found himself breathless for two reasons. The first being the sheer beauty of the place, the second a parasite that was about 20 feet away, on the other side of the rubble. It hadn't seen the man, but if he walked towards the church, he would be right in its view. Fred's eyes locked onto the creature.
Turn around.....turn around...
After begging with the crab in his mind for a good five minutes, it finally began to walk away. Fred didn't hesitate, he cleared his hideout in a single jump (a feat almost impossible for him had he not been scared out of his mind) and took off. His previous method of skipping over things was out the window, and he winced as several rocks lodged themselves in his feet.
This would be a lovely time for the door to be unlocked...
He burst into the building, slamming the door shut behind him and collapsing onto the ground in a fit of laughter and gasps for breath.
Content: Fred braves the parasite-ridden streets to help Odd fix his roof.
Location: St Patrick's Cathedral
Time of day: Early Afternoon
Warnings: None yet.
Fred amazed himself with how stealthy he could be sometimes. He peeked out from behind a trashcan, looking for his next destination; a pile of rubble about a block away. Boots in hand, he bolted to his next hiding place, skipping over rocks or debris in his worn out socks.
He could see the cathedral from here, about 100 feet away on the other side of the street, and the barber found himself breathless for two reasons. The first being the sheer beauty of the place, the second a parasite that was about 20 feet away, on the other side of the rubble. It hadn't seen the man, but if he walked towards the church, he would be right in its view. Fred's eyes locked onto the creature.
Turn around.....turn around...
After begging with the crab in his mind for a good five minutes, it finally began to walk away. Fred didn't hesitate, he cleared his hideout in a single jump (a feat almost impossible for him had he not been scared out of his mind) and took off. His previous method of skipping over things was out the window, and he winced as several rocks lodged themselves in his feet.
This would be a lovely time for the door to be unlocked...
He burst into the building, slamming the door shut behind him and collapsing onto the ground in a fit of laughter and gasps for breath.