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#1
On Friday the 13th :3

Safiya was here for batteries. She didn't like going inside gas stations because they always kind of reeked, but she needed them so she went inside after she finished filling her car up. It was midnight, so it was pretty much a wasteland in here, which was something she was used to in places like this. It would be a quick trip, in and out. Get it? Heh.

So there she was, standing in front of the tiny space allocated to batteries near the back of the store. She had a pack in hand. She was about to step toward the register. And then. Whap. The sound of the pack of batteries hitting the floor. Because her hands suddenly were wings, and the rest of her body was suddenly very tiny and very fuzzy because she was suddenly very much a bat. What. She plummeted toward the ground, and only managed to catch her fall with a single beat of her wings before she plopped down next to the dropped pack of batteries.

What!
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#2


Layne was not happy, which while not entirely new for the scrawny man, was some what understandable in this current case. Forced to take a shift of one of the few night crew members of the IT department, Layne had then found himself pushed to make a sort of house call. One of their vendors leaving three complain calls on a computer that was 'too slow' and that needed fixing 'immediately'. None of the four men had wanted to go, and with Layne being a new participant of their team, the other three had made him go instead.

The fix, luckily, had only taken about thirty minutes, but going back to those three assholes was less than ideal. Deciding to take his time in returning, and pick himself up some coffee. Unfortunately, most establishments were closed at this hour, and having little trust for the workers of a fast food joint to make him a good cup of joe, he settled for the gas station.

It wasn't the best place in the world, but at least this way he would be able to have complete control over what went into his coffee, and there would be little need for him to worry. After spending several minutes wiping down the filthy counter, Layne would begin filling his cup and carefully placing exactly three small cups of creamer, and two packs of sugar into the warm liquid. Once he was content that the substances had been adequately mixed, he would then make his way to the front. It was as he was walking that he witnessed a dark haired woman suddenly be replaced by a fuzzy rat with wings, Layne coming to a stop so quick that the coffee spilt onto his hand, causing him to just drop the cup fully onto the ground.

"What in the hell did I do now." He grumbled, eyes remaining glued onto the bat.
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#3
Ahhhhhhhhh?????
AHHHHHHHHHH??????

What was happening? Why was she a bat?? She tried to shift back immediately, expecting to end up on her hands and knees in confusion. But. No. She. Was still a fucking bat on a dirty gas station floor, and there was the sudden sound of something behind her falling, then a splash of hot liquid smacking her in the fuzzy little back. She peeped out a bat sound, peering up at the man that stared down at her and asked what he should do know. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!!!

"Uhhhh." She said. "Did you... see." Fuck. Were there cameras here? Did the cameras see?
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#4
And now it was fucking talking to him.

Laynes lip would curl in disgust at the terrible power he seemed to have just developed out of no where again. Glaring down at the bat as it flapped its tiny jaws and produced words that it most definitely shouldn't have been able to develop. There was an urge to just sort of squish it under his shoe, but he was no psychopath and the thing had once been a human girl, and so instead he shook his head. "Didn't see a thing." He grumbled, turning on his heels to make his way back towards the napkins so that he could start dabbing at where the coffee had struck his pants in the fall.
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#5
Okay, it might have been good in any other situation if someone was willing to look the other way. But, like. She was a bat and she was apparently stuck??? Which was super fucking bad. Like, what if she was stuck forever??? She needed to get out and get to Lavender Heights and find someone to help her. But she couldn't. Open. Doors. Because she had wings

"Hey! Wait." She called after the man, moving to hop along the ground after him.
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#6
He could hear the creature calling for him, but Layne would continue on as if he hadn't heard a thing. He wanted nothing more to do with this creature, and while there was some guilt for being the cause of her change, he did not want to risk himself developing this new power any further. She would just have to live her life as a bat, and except things as they were, just as he had to do with every power that he had gotten. Grabbing at the napkins, he would bend to dab at the stain forming on his pant leg, doing his damned best to keep his eyes trained there and not on the approaching fuzz.
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#7
Excuse him.

"Dude." She said, and would... flappa flap up from the tile with a little hop, catching enough air to flutter up toward him. She'd land on his back, in the middle where he couldn't reach with his hand if he wanted to swat her. "Just carry me to the door, please!" She said, hooking her thumbs in his sweater.
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