Lotusy
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Gurak
As Gurak got his response, he noticed that Vance was trying to play it cool now. This definitely wasn't because he was actually backing down - Gurak knew better, but he suspected it was because more people had walked in. Had to stay cool, he guessed - either that, or he was about to slit the orc chef's throat in an instant. Either way, he knew it would do no good with either of them making brazen threats towards each other. Putting Vance's leg down (and stopping his reach for the knife behind the counter), Gurak crossed his arms and huffed. "I never said I owned this guild, boy, and you should very well know that by the fact that I haven't kicked you out yet. I'm just expecting you to follow some code of decency here. You see, you don't come in here, trash talk my food, and order me around like a slave, and I don't cut off your leg and turn it into another one of my kitchen knives." The orc bared his teeth. "Though I'm sure your next thought would be 'he wouldn't dare,' or 'he wouldn't be able to,' I can assure you that you can't kill me without me scarring that angry mouth of yours." Taking well over three seconds just standing there with his arms crossed, Gurak turned away from Vance. "If you want some respect, show some damn respect."
Trying to stop his boiling blood, Gurak took one of his sharpest knives and was about to ram it straight into the countertop before a softer, non-Vance-ish voice rang out from the other side of the counter. Addressing him as "Big Greeny" was Mary. In Gurak's opinion, if there was one person who probably needed to put on more muscle than the scrawny Vance, it was definitely Mary. Thankfully, she seemed to be doing just that - asking about whatever the mystery meat on the table was. With a proud smile (that clearly wasn't earned, since she was just asking about the meat,) Gurak leaned a bit over the counter, doing his best attempt at a whisper. "You know, I'm actually not sure. A hunk of meat just showed up on the guild's back doorstep, and I'm still not quite sure what it is. However, if I had to take a guess..." The Gurak grin came out in full display yet again. "You know our milkman, Luis? The one who shows up almost daily? We haven't really seen him today, have we?" Granted, this was just a guess - but maybe hinting that it was human would help the demon eat. After all, that was what demon kids, liked, right? It was hard for Gurak to keep up with everyone's tastes in this day and age. "But hey. Why not give it a try?"
(Btw GingerBread , fight's still on, just wanted to do the other half of the interaction and give Vance an opportunity to attack, since Gurak isn't paying him much attention.) Verdas
Pandora
Pandora had already bolted out the door and climbed a flight of stairs before, it seemed, Gabriel had even decided to move a muscle. Granted, she was fast, but not that fast. As she rounded the final corner onto the second floor and Gabe's pointy hat still seemed still be stuck in place, Pandora decided she'd have to keep an eye on him. After all, what if he didn't find Isabel and she had to do all the dirty work herself? Or even worse, what if he was trying to keep an eye on her. If there was anything Pandora learned, or rather taught herself, is that you can never be too suspicious. Thus, it was already time for Plan B. Pulling out two floorboards, she then crawled into the floor itself - which had been tunneled out ages ago to place traps in front of doors and the like. Lighting a match (an incredibly dangerous option given all the dynamite around), she started her treck across the floor tunnel. Essentially, this made Pandora like one giant, paranoid mole rat with a lair in the guild, but it didn't really matter as long as it got the job done. Dodging the odd tripwire and stick of dynamite, and even the traps she'd left in there as a double-double precaution, she eventually ended up right above where the mess hall would be.
Reminding herself to place more sticks of dynamite under Gabriel's door once she was done with this whole "spying" thing, Pandora slowly pried away at one of the ceiling boards above the mess hall. More light flooded the tunnel and confirmed that Gabe was still there. but now had two girls nearby giggling about something. Were they accomplices? Assassins? More people piloted by mice? Pandora still wasn't sure, and as her suspicion drew her closer to the ceiling to try and hear what they were saying, the ceiling board she was on splintered in half, sprinkling Gabriel with more woodchips and leaving a very noticeable Pandora dangling from the ceiling, just a couple feet above the tables. "Wow, uh... nice to see you again! You know, putting up the traps went great, thanks for asking..." The awkward pause was matched by an awkward laugh from Pandora, who struggled to find something to say. On top of all that, her stomach made the loudest growl at the worst possible time, on account of her not actually eating the stuff Gurak made. "Haha... man, is it just me, or am getting hungry? Uh, that food sure sounds good right about now!"
Skaggon (Sorry for leaving you earlier, stranding you with my favorite weirdos. I got asked for a bailout so Pandora is now back!) Magical Squid Senpai metalcity