Pizza Party (IC)

[Lone_Star]

GM

Saturday Afternoon in November 2024

Outside Pizano's Pizzaria, Grenville

 

Owen was the first to the pizza shop, and he sat nervously on the curb. Despite his roommate, his sister, and Gookgak not having a phone, he was able to arrange a time to get pizza with them. Joining them was Luke, also known as Nightscale, a Claremont graduate he met recently. Owen was dressed in a solid color maroon T-shirt and jeans, and his new Converse sneakers tapped a relentless rhythm against the pavement as he bounced his knee. He was a bit nervous, not just about being out in the city for the first time, but hanging with his new friends. 

 

His first few months at Claremont had been a whirlwind of classes, training, and meeting new people. This was really the first chance he had to get out into the city and not worry about what was coming up with his classes, and he couldn't help but keep his head on a swivel as he took in the new sights and sounds. Speaking of new sights, Owen had to constantly remind himself that Riel and his twin weren't from this dimension, and nor was Gookgak. Maybe Luke would be able to balance the group out...

 

The restaurant they were meeting at was a small, family-owned pizza shop called Pizano's. Owen had never been there, of course, but their online ratings were stellar. The shop had seating for around 50, with a red-and-white checkered tile floor and photographs on the wall of celebrities that had eaten there. The prices were reasonable too, something that Owen was definitely aware of. I'll really need to get a job soon...

[EternalPhoenix]

Serendipity and Stormchild

 

Neither Riel nor Kadene were dressed any differently than normal. Swashbucklingly piratical and femininely piratical, respectively. It wasn't that they only had a few outfits. Well, not after a few months in Freedom City. (Was every new article paid for? Haha, nope.) It was that they each had their own distinctive sense of style. That, and it was a piece of home they could hang onto in these strange waters. Of course they had their swords. Honestly, it would be stranger to see either walking around naked than unarmed. 

 

School was another matter. There weren't arguments, per se. But the twins were at times prone to, uh, only going to the classes they felt like going to. Their grades were not reflective of their intelligence levels or actual knowledge bases. It wasn't that they outright broke rules. It's more...they did everything they could to evade them and escape consequences. Agents of chaos, not malice. Well, at least school was never boring with them around. 

 

Anyway, pizza. William, the Luckstorm Quartermaster, has "procured" some here and there over the last few months. But there was a distinct difference between pirate 'za eaten on the run or at sea, and a proper sit down dining experience. The twins approached from the nearest alley, where Kadene had flown both. Riel, in the lead as was his privilege as Captain, waved at his seated roommate. "Hail, Friend Owen. I hope you've brought coin. We've certainly brought our appetites." Were they both grinning? You bet.

[FlyingFresh]

Gookgak

 

The next pulse of vehicle traffic to stream in front of Pizano's comes with a cacophony of honks and curses. Pulling out of the right lane to the curb, Gookgak exits traffic on a wolf the size of a draft horse with evil red eyes.

 

"You all drive like forest gnomes! Oh yeah? Same to you lady, but double!" Gookgak makes one final rude gesture to the departing vehicles and turns to his friends.

 

"Hey guys. What's up?" The little gobbelyn hops down from his mount onto the sidewalk. 

 

"By the Talons of Gor, I will feast on maroon Saab lady's entrails ere a fortnight we pass!" Gookgak's summoned warg, Smaurg, adds helpfully to the conversation in a deep, rumbling voice of doom.

 

"Well, pizza first, right Owen? No dessert until you finish your dinner!" Gookgak blows his nose loudly on the sidewalk.

 

"Oh hey look! A manhole! Maybe we can go exploring after we eat. Freedom City has the best sewers! So many mutant crocodiles!"

[Lone_Star]

On 11/18/2024 at 4:45 AM, EternalPhoenix said:

Serendipity and Stormchild

 

Neither Riel nor Kadene were dressed any differently than normal. Swashbucklingly piratical and femininely piratical, respectively. It wasn't that they only had a few outfits. Well, not after a few months in Freedom City. (Was every new article paid for? Haha, nope.) It was that they each had their own distinctive sense of style. That, and it was a piece of home they could hang onto in these strange waters. Of course they had their swords. Honestly, it would be stranger to see either walking around naked than unarmed. 

 

School was another matter. There weren't arguments, per se. But the twins were at times prone to, uh, only going to the classes they felt like going to. Their grades were not reflective of their intelligence levels or actual knowledge bases. It wasn't that they outright broke rules. It's more...they did everything they could to evade them and escape consequences. Agents of chaos, not malice. Well, at least school was never boring with them around. 

 

Anyway, pizza. William, the Luckstorm Quartermaster, has "procured" some here and there over the last few months. But there was a distinct difference between pirate 'za eaten on the run or at sea, and a proper sit down dining experience. The twins approached from the nearest alley, where Kadene had flown both. Riel, in the lead as was his privilege as Captain, waved at his seated roommate. "Hail, Friend Owen. I hope you've brought coin. We've certainly brought our appetites." Were they both grinning? You bet.

 

Prime Mover

 

At this point, Owen was not remotely surprised to see the twins wearing their typical pirate garb, armed with swords. He was glad to see them, yes, but he worried about how well they were fitting in at school. After all, Riel was his roommate, and as much as he tried, the young pirates just weren't really understanding Earth culture. He tried to reign that in, telling himself that they weren't from around here, but hopefully this hangout would help them. Owen took a second, furtive glance at Kadene, noticing how well she pulled off the pirate look. She was pretty, but was his roommate's sister. His armed roommate's sister.  

 

"Hey Riel, Kadene. Thanks fer coming. Yeah, I got everyone covered today. Heard this place was really good, so hope you two enjoy it. Apparently Freedom City has some pretty amazing pizza. Hope the drive wasn't too bad, or, well...not sure if you took the ship." 

 

21 hours ago, FlyingFresh said:

Gookgak

 

The next pulse of vehicle traffic to stream in front of Pizano's comes with a cacophony of honks and curses. Pulling out of the right lane to the curb, Gookgak exits traffic on a wolf the size of a draft horse with evil red eyes.

 

"You all drive like forest gnomes! Oh yeah? Same to you lady, but double!" Gookgak makes one final rude gesture to the departing vehicles and turns to his friends.

 

"Hey guys. What's up?" The little gobbelyn hops down from his mount onto the sidewalk. 

 

"By the Talons of Gor, I will feast on maroon Saab lady's entrails ere a fortnight we pass!" Gookgak's summoned warg, Smaurg, adds helpfully to the conversation in a deep, rumbling voice of doom.

 

"Well, pizza first, right Owen? No dessert until you finish your dinner!" Gookgak blows his nose loudly on the sidewalk.

 

"Oh hey look! A manhole! Maybe we can go exploring after we eat. Freedom City has the best sewers! So many mutant crocodiles!"

 

Owen sighed, but he wasn't surprised at this entrance either. "Hey, Gookgak. You work up an appetite riding here?"

 

There would be no teaching Gookgak how to behave in polite society, that was for sure. But he liked the little gobbelyn, and was glad to invite him along, even if it probably meant they would all be banned on a lifetime basis from Pizano's. 

 

"Y'know, I think I'd rather not go in the sewer. That's not really a thing humans do, mostly 'cuz it's unsanitary and unsafe down there. Have you had pizza before, Gookgak?" he asked, eager to change the subject. "We're just waitin' on Luke now, but he should be here shortly."