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Tweak says, "IDLE NO MORE!"

Faith Lehane (dark_slayer) wrote in labyrinth_rpg,
@ 2009-05-11 09:44:00

Entry tags:

complete, day nine, faith lehane, ned the piemaker

Who: Faith and Ned
When: Day nine, mid-morning
What: Time for pie!
Where: Kitchens
Rating: Uh. It's Faith. R for language.
Status: Complete

More people needed to get through the Labyrinth. Seriously. It was getting really old being alone over there, castle or not. So, despite the luxury she'd experienced on the other side of the Labyrinth, she tended to spend most of her time over in the City of Illusions side of things. There were just more people around, and Faith had gotten bored of sitting around doing nothing.

So she found herself wandering around aimlessly through the city. She went on the roller coaster a few more times, but that quickly lost its charm, and she left it behind quickly enough. It just wasn't as much fun as it had been when she'd dragged Snape with her. So she headed into the main building, which she actually hadn't checked out much. Maybe a bite to eat? That sounded good.

As she got close, however, she found herself smelling probably one of the best scents she'd ever smelled in her life. She smiled and followed her nose. Pushing open a door, she found a huge, well-stocked kitchen. "Hey, what's up?" She greeted the room at large, having not seen anyone who had made that delicious smell, but sure that they were there somewhere.

What she did see, however, was pie. Lots and lots of pie. Grinning, she approached the counter where they were all laid out. "Damn, these look fucking awesome!"

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bakersman
2009-05-14 09:10 am UTC (link)

Ned couldn't help smiling as she took a piece of the chocolate pie as well. Of course she was welcome to it, it wasn't like there was a line or anything. Maybe eventually he really would start making pies for the general public instead of just whoever happened to wander in. Just...not yet.

Sucks was hardly the word Ned would use for leaving his childhood sweetheart back home. If he were completely convinced this was all a dream, it probably wouldn't bother him quite so much. But from talking to Sarah and knowing how many details he was seeing were...well, detailed, he had to wonder. And it made him nearly sick thinking that unless this king let him go, he might not ever see Chuck again. "It's pretty big for me," he commented quietly, but let her move on. After all, all talking about it did was make it hurt more.

"If you weren't...you know, what? I don't know, actually." He was learning bits and pieces about the people here, but he was still having trouble grasping it. After all, until his arrival in this city, he'd thought his own skill was rather impressive if not a bit freaky. And now he was meeting vampires and dragon princesses and everything.

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dark_slayer
2009-05-14 01:51 pm UTC (link)

It didn't take her long to finish that slice of pie, and it was just as amazing as the other one had been. "Dude. Are you, like, some baker or some shit? You know, professionally? You kick ass." She set her plate down on the counter, decided she was too full to get another piece, no matter how good the other pies looked. Maybe later. Assuming other people didn't get to them first. "Man, if I ever throw a party, you gotta do the grub, you know?"

Once her pie was done, she boosted herself up onto the counter, away from the pies, and swung her legs idly as she talked. Obviously, she wasn't done talking to Ned yet, and was making herself comfortable for the long haul. She looked at him for awhile, sort of blankly, and then smiled suddenly. "Yeah, I dig that."

Her feet set up a regular pattern on the counter as she kicked her legs and looked at him. "Well, it doesn't seem fair, you know? Cause, like, I'm the Slayer, and Mercy's one of those coyote things, and we did alright, but man, like, a normal person? Uncool." Although she didn't so much think that Jareth cared much about being fair, somehow. "Maybe I should go through with people, dust more vamps..."

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bakersman
2009-05-14 02:18 pm UTC (link)

"I wouldn't trust me with your catering," Ned commented, smiling despite himself. "All I can do is pie. I do it professionally, run my own bakery and everything. The Pie Hole. But other foods?" Shaking his head, he laughed slightly. "Nah, I'm a macaroni and cheese sort."

Considering her words, Ned had to take a minute to think. Only a few days ago, he'd have looked at her as if she'd grown a new head right in front of him for even suggesting there were such things as 'vamps' and vampire slayers. Not to mention the part-coyote girl. But he'd been in this place long enough to grasp the idea. Sort of. As it was, he just looked at her as if she'd lost her head instead of growing one. "I wonder if the labyrinth is the same for everyone who goes through it," he questioned out loud, as much to himself as to her. "Sarah said when she went through it years ago, it was nothing like that. But she's just a regular human, too. Maybe he changes it based on your abilities."

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dark_slayer
2009-05-14 03:03 pm UTC (link)

"Alright! Pie party!" Far from being distressed by his professed lack of catering skill, she seemed pleased. Hey, as far as she was concerned, it could be much worse than having a party with nothing to eat but pie. Especially pies like these. "You can bring some KD too, I don't mind." Faith had eaten her fair share of Kraft Dinner in her life, so it wouldn't bother her in the slightest to have it served at a party.

"But, nah, don't worry. I don't plan parties, I just go to them. Planning is strictly dullsville." She stilled her legs, drawing them up on the counter so that she was sitting cross-legged.

Faith was used to people giving her strange looks, though, of course, she noticed it. She grinned back at him, not overly concerned, and gave a half shrug. "I know it's gotta be pretty looped out for you to hear all this junk, but for real, you wouldn't wanna arm wrestle me." She considered what he said, then shrugged. "No idea. But, like, there was shit from both Mercy's world and mine, so, who the shit knows?"

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bakersman
2009-05-14 07:44 pm UTC (link)

Aside from her foul mouth, Ned found the young woman relatively easy to talk to. Which was kind of a surprise, considering he didn't talk to much of anyone. Maybe it was her brash nature or the fact that she didn't seem to care one way or the other what he thought about her answers. She just kept talking, and that was easy to answer.

He swung his legs lightly, amused that he'd been sitting so still while Faith couldn't seem to settle. Of course, she seemed like an endless ball of energy anyway. "You knew her before you started that thing, didn't you? On this Mirage people have talked about? Was it different from here? I mean, how do people who spend time together get stuck here and then random people who've never, no offense, heard of any of you get pulled in, too? It just..." Sighing, Ned shrugged. It was something he'd thought of over and over again but still had no answer to. If this wasn't a dream, and several days later he had to admit the possibility was slim, then what was this place? "I just don't get it, I guess."

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dark_slayer
2009-05-14 09:45 pm UTC (link)

Faith grinned at him, squirming around slightly and then sitting down once she was comfortable. She looked at him for awhile, and then reached over her side to snag another piece of pie. It looked precarious at best, perched on the counter like she was, but she managed to transfer the piece from the pie tray to the plate deftly enough.

"Yeah, we knew each other." She laughed softly. The two girls had gotten up to some stuff on Mirage, definitely. "But this place is better. Nothing to fight on Mirage, you know? Lame." She thought about that a bit as she thoughtfully munched on pie. "It was sorta the same. Things changed a lot, and like, you know, it was a bunch of random people and shit. Hard to explain." She shrugged. "But still better than Sunny D."

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bakersman
2009-05-14 09:53 pm UTC (link)

Getting her to talk about herself was good for Ned for two reasons. One being that he was, by that point, a detective in all ways that counted. He knew how to ask questions and how to find holes in stories. And doing that meant talking to people.

The other had quite a bit to do with the fact that if she was talking, he wasn't. And Ned really had no urge to talk about himself.

"Not that hard to explain, I wouldn't think," he replied with a shrug. He couldn't help grin as she went for a third slice of pie. Maybe he really could work up some sort of following while he was here. "If it changes a lot and contains random people... Well, then it's not too different from here then, is it?" He chewed on his lower lip, thinking. "Sunny D? Like the beverage?" Orange juice was a bit...bright for his taste. Apple was the more muted variety, and therefore, much more Ned.

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dark_slayer
2009-05-15 12:23 am UTC (link)

The pie slice disappeared, though a bit slower than the previous two. She was certainly getting full. But the pie was pretty much the most delicious she'd ever tasted. Still, she had to figure she was done, for now. Probably. "Damn, that's good. I mean, seriously tastiness going on there."

She hopped down, having way too much energy to sit around on top of the counter. Hey, she was on a pretty major sugar rush at this point. Which was a bad thing, really. When she got this sugared up, usually she wanted to get into a fight.

"Uh, yeah, I guess. But there wasn't a Sparkly King, you know?" She shrugged and then brushed the whole subject off. She wasn't on Mirage anymore, after all, which was fine, really. "Nah, man, Sunny D. Good old Sunnydale, where I'm from, in Cali."

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bakersman
2009-05-16 08:20 pm UTC (link)

Ned was pleased to see he had a new fan. Who wouldn't want that kind of appreciation? Who was he to argue if someone willingly ate and liked his pies? Sure, money wasn't needed on this planet, but gratitude was always welcome. Even if the sweets were described as 'seriously tastiness'.

Besides. Watching the girl move around and listening to her brash talk? Ned was pretty pleased she enjoyed his pie. He had the feeling he didn't want to be on her bad side.

"California?" he questioned. At least it was a place he'd heard of. And in the United States, no less. Not some foreign country or distant land or outer space. Practically down the street if he thought about it in comparison. "Is it really sunny all the time, there? Are vampires...common, in your area?" Ned had never heard of vampires existing in the real world before this, but maybe in other parts of the world they were known vividly.

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dark_slayer
2009-05-17 12:56 am UTC (link)

Full of sugar, Faith stretched her arms far above her head, unable to stand still. Faith on an obvious sugar high was a scary thing, because even though she was really remarkably tiny, she seemed to radiate dangerous energy at the best of times. It was part of what made her so compelling.

"Yeah, for real. Not the home town, you know, but whatever." She shrugged, and then let her arms fall down to her side once more, apparently sufficiently stretched out.

"Dude, come on. It's Cali. It's sunny." The Slayer tilted her heaed to the side, and then laughed. "Hells yeah. Reason I ended up in the Dale, cause of the Hellmouth. Good place to slay. So shit, tons of vamps to dust. I was so totally there."

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