Round 2 SK Hit: Down with the Queen
Cali sat down on the sofa with a look of disdain towards their captures. She stuck out a pouty purple lip in thought; now that Brad, he might actually be a decent aggressor but the rest of them... bah, its sad really, you can't even get good terrorists these days!
The hostages were boring her also, where was the screaming and the whining? At least one person should be huddled in the corner crying from a fit of hysterics, something, ANYTHING, to make this more entertaining than it had been so far.
Flipping a lock of red hair back over her shoulder, she reached for her purse, as it looked like she'd have to entertain herself. Cali pulled out the bottle of vicodin and reached for the nearest cup she could find, not bothering to check its contents before popping the pills and knocking them back with the...bleh...cold coffee.
She gratefully sank back into the seat and closed her mismatched eyes. Soon enough she'd be able to forget all about this boring place....How right she was.
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Ellie noticed the tall redhead hadn't moved in a while and it was starting to bother her. She turned to the nearest of her companions and mentioned it quietly.
"Uhm, someone should go see about her? She doesn't look well."
Justin sighed heavily but decided that he'd do the gentlemanly deed besides it let him get closer to the odd looking amazon queen. He had visions of fanatasy warrior women in leather armor dancing in his head as he approached her.
"Miss... Hey Miss!" Justin shook her shoulder slightly and the woman's head rolled limply forward.
"Oh my god!"
Justin jumped back and paced about the room wringing his hands and pointing occasionally. It took several minutes before he could actually say anything but eventually he got out.
"I...I think she failed her saving throw!"
In a high operatic voice, 'Geeeeeek.' She shook her head and then added, 'I'd have to say that someone's pretty pissed about being here.' The little blonde looked at her captures, 'I certainly hope y'all realize what you've gotten us into.'
She walked off muttering, 'God damn beatniks.'
"I...I think she failed her saving throw!"
As if Tiffany wasn't confused enough, this statement really throw her off. Hands planted firmly on her hips, she turned to her captor and in a less then polite tone asked, 'Like, what is a saving throw?'
The only response was the outspoken blonde calling their captor a geek. Tiffany nodded in agreement before rolling her eyes and walking back to where she set her shopping bags.
Man, this place was a jackpot...he didn't have inspiration like this at other coffee shops! He should have tried this one earlier!
Of course, the loss of life was terrible, he consoled himself. But, ya know, ya just can't make an omelette...well, you know the rest.
Taking out his guitar, he played a few bars, getting something in mind for this new lick..."Down with the Queen"... Nodding with satisfaction, he scribbled the title down, winking at Phoebe, and went back to strumming through what he hoped would be an addition to a great new CD...
"I feel like a barnyard animal... all crowded and surrounded by..." Phoebe stopped for a second, then a look of absolute happiness appeared on her face. "I got it!" she said as she almost fell out of her chair. "Barnyard Animals!"
With not a moment to lose she began to strum her guitar and sing:
"Oh the cow in the meadow goes "moo"
Oh the cow in the meadow goes "moo"
Then the farmer hits him on the head and grinds him up
And that's how we get hamburgers.
Noooowwwww chickens!"
Phoebe continued like that for several minutes... singing about every farm animal she could think of. From cows to chickens... then pigs and... monkeys?
Wishing he had one of those nifty I-Pods, he tried to ignore his surroundings, and continued writing...
Worried that he might have given her an idea for a new song, he heads over to the cleaning closet, looking for things to shove in his ears.