Sharing is Caring [Mana]
Jun 26, 2014 23:32:33 GMT -6
Post by Buse on Jun 26, 2014 23:32:33 GMT -6
Irkalla hadn't yet gotten the hang of capitalism, but she was getting there. And as much as robberies were fun and action-filled, sometimes she just wanted to eat something without having to punch out half a dozen people. Thankfully, she had a lot of money to spare thanks to other previous... investments. And it was good that she had, because oh boy, did the girl eat. She picked at least five of every single sweet available on the bakery, from donuts to chocolate bars to cakes. Not only that, but she grabbed every single filled donut available, before checking out and paying for everything with cash.
She ignored the looks she got from everyone. Or at least pretended to, but it was pretty obvious that some people were angry that she had taken all filled donuts, some people were intrigued that she was buying so much, and some were impressed that she was able to pay for all that, considering that was a pretty high-class bakery, and her visible clothes didn't amount to more than a zipped up black hoodie, jeans and black converse, not to count that her physical appearance was... weird in every way. The facial tattoos and horns were also the cause of many suspicious stares, but she had gotten used to those by now. On that moment specifically, she wasn't in a mood to fight anyone, just to eat.
She checked out everything, paying in cash without really paying attention to the value. Money wasn't really a problem for her, she had plenty, and if she ran out of it, she was strong enough to get more easily. Life on that planet was fairly easy, all things considered... her musings were interrupted by the cashier asking if she wanted help carrying it to her car, which Irkalla, of course, refused. First because she didn't have a car, second because while it would probably take roughly four adult men to carry all that, her advanced strength and dexterity allowed her to pile it all up and carry it all by herself without too much trouble. She could probably carry it in only one arm if she wanted, but there really was no need for that. Without any other word, she left the bakery, beginning the long walk home.
@terra
She ignored the looks she got from everyone. Or at least pretended to, but it was pretty obvious that some people were angry that she had taken all filled donuts, some people were intrigued that she was buying so much, and some were impressed that she was able to pay for all that, considering that was a pretty high-class bakery, and her visible clothes didn't amount to more than a zipped up black hoodie, jeans and black converse, not to count that her physical appearance was... weird in every way. The facial tattoos and horns were also the cause of many suspicious stares, but she had gotten used to those by now. On that moment specifically, she wasn't in a mood to fight anyone, just to eat.
She checked out everything, paying in cash without really paying attention to the value. Money wasn't really a problem for her, she had plenty, and if she ran out of it, she was strong enough to get more easily. Life on that planet was fairly easy, all things considered... her musings were interrupted by the cashier asking if she wanted help carrying it to her car, which Irkalla, of course, refused. First because she didn't have a car, second because while it would probably take roughly four adult men to carry all that, her advanced strength and dexterity allowed her to pile it all up and carry it all by herself without too much trouble. She could probably carry it in only one arm if she wanted, but there really was no need for that. Without any other word, she left the bakery, beginning the long walk home.
@terra