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Don't Hesitate
Simon slammed open the door of the Aviary and made a direct route for Berdette, brandishing the days paper. Perfectly content to completely ignore the assorted staff and customers, he positioned himself directly in front of the woman and began to read aloud from the days headline:
"Mad Dogs Ravage London - Last night in the evening, around the hour of ten pm..." Oh this was taking too long, Simon thrust out the paper towards her and began to paraphrase, "It says there were six for certain, maybe more, wild animals unleashed into the city killing and wounding a number as of yet unknown! Berdette, were you out last night? Did you see the things? I swear upon my soul if I have ever seen such a creature--"
He cut himself off, taking a breath as if trying to steady himself still from the sheer thrill of such an unknown. Simon gave a strange breathless laugh, turning the paper over before continuing, "They were not dogs, Berdette. I don't know what they were, but they absolutely were not dogs. Not like any kind of animal I'd ever seen before! When it killed this girl, in front of us, it laid her body down and brushed the hair from her face! I swear to you I saw it with my own eyes, Madame! My colleague and I were lucky to have escaped with our lives the beast was so wild!"
He shakes his head in some level of awe, at which point he realises that just about every other soul in the place is staring at him. For a moment he considers changing his approach, before dismissing the thought and looking back to Berdette, waiting for her to take the paper from him.
"Mad Dogs Ravage London - Last night in the evening, around the hour of ten pm..." Oh this was taking too long, Simon thrust out the paper towards her and began to paraphrase, "It says there were six for certain, maybe more, wild animals unleashed into the city killing and wounding a number as of yet unknown! Berdette, were you out last night? Did you see the things? I swear upon my soul if I have ever seen such a creature--"
He cut himself off, taking a breath as if trying to steady himself still from the sheer thrill of such an unknown. Simon gave a strange breathless laugh, turning the paper over before continuing, "They were not dogs, Berdette. I don't know what they were, but they absolutely were not dogs. Not like any kind of animal I'd ever seen before! When it killed this girl, in front of us, it laid her body down and brushed the hair from her face! I swear to you I saw it with my own eyes, Madame! My colleague and I were lucky to have escaped with our lives the beast was so wild!"
He shakes his head in some level of awe, at which point he realises that just about every other soul in the place is staring at him. For a moment he considers changing his approach, before dismissing the thought and looking back to Berdette, waiting for her to take the paper from him.