Girls Night In (Me and Megan...and any fem garou)

[Kiala]

Emerald pulled in front of her apartment complex in Brooklyn. She took the couriers tube from on her bike, It was well known among the pack that her sword was contained within. She opened the door with her key. She made her way upstairs with Lin close behind. They got to the second floor where Emy unlocked the door and went inside, and closed and locked it as soon as Lin was in with her. The room is most definably Irish. Lots a green, Celtic crosses, “Flogging Molly” and “Drop Kick Murphy” posters on the wall. A few scattered Soccer posters. Of course, there are bottles of booze here there and yonder. The couch is old and comfortable.

“sit yourself down, kick off your shoes and stay a while…I’m still hungry and I know you are two…so what….3 meat lovers pizzas sound good to you?”--takes her sword from the case and set’s it on a shelf on its stand. Emy walks into the kitchen and takes a couple beers out of the fridge and hands one to Lin--”To our mums!”--Emy says as she takes a long drink, nearly draining it in one shot.

She lets out a nice loud belch--”tha’ hit the spot”--finishes whats left on two swallows. She then gets a second. One and picks up the phone and orders the pizza before tossing it on the couch takes her backpack and removes the hamburgers.--”a light snack don’ ye know”--she winks at her friend and plops down-- “well don’t just stand there like a loon. Sit y’self down Bones”--a lopsided grin appears on Emeralds face.

[Linnea.Anderson.SSD]

Linnea hopped off the bike and followed close behind Em as she unlocked the door and they continued upstairs. Linnea glanced around as she waited for Em to finish unlocking her door to her apartment. As they stepped inside, she took her time to look around the room, smiling at the discarded beer bottles laying about, shaking her head softly at just how much this fit her friend. She took notice of all of colorful, Irish posters as well, making her smile widen.

"Obviously.", she chuckled, it being a well known fact to anyone who knew Lin that she was quite mannish when it came to some things, eating being one of the main ones.

She followed her friend's suggestion and slipped off her shoes. She took the beer from Em, nodded, mumbling 'to our mum's' along, and took a long, thirsty drink, draining half of it and giggled at Em. She sat down as her friend ordered in a friendly voice, and took a smaller sip than before from her beer.

"Quite a place you got here, Em."

[Kiala]

Emy smirked and eyed Lin up and down, “Sweet Gaia, Bone’s…we have got to get you some better clothes, not to mention…were do you stay?”. Emy took a long drink of her beer, then reached back and untied her hair, shaking it out so is once again spilled over her shoulder’s in a coppery cascade. Reaching down she untied her black combat boots and kicked them off, and then removed her socks. She contently wiggled her toes smiling contently. “I hate shoes!!!”, she giggled, seeing as most women adored shoes.

She turned on the TV and flipped through the channels, “never anything good on this time of night…”. She glances at the clock and then at Lin grinning ear to ear, a wicked sort of grin. She hits two buttons on the remote, and then it is turned to Skina-Max. Oh my the scene that is being shown is quite explicit. She studies her friends face, wanting to see if she will blush.

The door bell rings and she get’s up and turns off the TV and looks through the peep whole. “Pizza’s here” Emerald said to the young garou on the couch. She opens the door and the pizza guy walks in.

“Evening ladies, three meat lovers pizza…having a party or something”

“N’ lad…we just be ‘ungry so we orded us a few pizza’s”--she pays him then not so subtly boots him out. He had seemed to want to stay. “is it me or are males a main in the arse?” She sets the pizzas down, and hands one entire box to Lin before opening hers and start’s eating a slice…and turns the porno back on.

[Linnea.Anderson.SSD]

((So sorry... this post sounds all juvenile... >.<))

Linnea looked down at her clothes, a small frown dancing on her lips. She liked her clothes. They were comfortable on her and she didn't care how people really judged her for them. But Em thought there was something wrong with them... That couldn't be could. She trusted her friend and if she thought something was wrong with her clothes, something must be, unless she was only teasing her.

"What's wrong with my clothes?", she glanced down at her cargo pants, pulling on the loop nervously.

She'd always dressed more for comfort than style, it just made more sense to her. She had other things that were harder to work in, but they were very strange and drew a lot of attention. They were from when she lived with her father. Two piece dresses, and one piece outfits. She still had a large bow from her father's that she put in her hair when she was having a day when she felt like dressing oddly.

She grinned at Emy. Most people of the female persuasion were obsessed with shoes and her friend was the exact opposite. Well, that was Em... She watched her flip on the television and search though, annoyed at the fact that she couldn't find anything, and announced it as so to the whole room, empty except for the two of them. She finally turned towards the clock, and a familiar, malicious grin swept across her face.

"Really, Em? Porno?", Lin rolled her eyes in amused exasperation at her crazy friend.

Of course she wouldn't blush... She'd done things... She wasn't innocent by any means. She smirked at the pizza guy as he came in, his puppy dog brown eyes practically bulging out with anticipation to be invited to stay. Well... who could blame him? He probably wanted to join in on the fun. But the two Garou women closed the door on him, much to his disappointment.

"Couldn't agree more, Em." , she grinned from ear to ear, before boyishly taking a piece out of the box and sinking her teeth into it, relishing the flavor and licking her lips, before helping herself to another large mouthful.

[Kiala]

Emy eats her first slice in to bites before reaching for a second. She is known for 'wolfing' her food down. No pun intended. She changes the channel, the porn being very lame. Eventually she stops on growls. She picks up a second remote and hits play for the DVD player. It starts playing and comes to the set up screen. Pressing play, ‘Boondock Saints’ begins to play. “these bloke are Irish, good movie…plenty of gratuitous violence”

By this time she had already ate three slices of her pizza. She rose, went to the fridge and got two more beers, and a bottle of Tabasco sauce. Sitting down she opened her beer and then splashed a good deal of the Tabasco onto her pizza.

“nothen’ wrong with your clothes…I like comfortable…but even comfortable can be stylish. I mean look at me. Look at me..me clothes be ripped, and baggy. Just need t; work on yers a bit.” she chows done on another piece of pizza and takes a swig of her pizza

[Raylexing]

Satoru was walking down the streets. He was sightseeing and aimlessly wandering. He was in New York on a mission, but that didn't mean he also couldn't enjoy his trip in a new land either. Passing by a string of apartments, he suddenly stopped. He saw a pizza delivery truck parked outside while a door was open on one of the upper floors. He heard moans coming from the door... and he hoped someone wasn't doing extremely inappropriate things upstairs, extremely loudly to boot, because that's what it sounded like.

He was curious as to what was going on upstairs, and how people could be so unashamed of the things they do. Quickly he hatched a grand plan to inconspicuously satisfy his curiosity, as well as perhaps having some fun messing with people. He looked inside the pizza delivery truck to find that the idiot delivering the pizza left the door unlocked. At least he didn't leave the keys, though. Opening the door, he peered into the backseat and found that the delivery man had brought some extra uniforms. One of them was already drenched in sweat, emitting a pretty terrible odor. This guy either gets really nervous or really excited, or just sweats a lot. Satoru grabbed a few things from the truck that he would need: an extra uniform, a pair of sweaty socks, and a box of breadsticks. He hid inside the alleyway before the pizza delivery man got back downstairs and drove off, apparently not noticing his missing uniform. What a scrub.

He found a place to hide in the alleyway and changed into the uniform. Then he placed one of the socks into the breadstick box, but before doing so he decided to snack on one of the breadsticks. They were pretty good, he decided to have another. Alright, now he could put the sock inside.

He straightened out his uniform as he walked up to the apartment. He gave a knock and waited for someone to open the door. He spent some points of gnosis to appear as a normal deliveryman, fitting in completely inconspicuously with his outfit. No one would suspect that he was not actually employed as one. As soon as the door would open, he would see who was inside and cast an illusion on the breadsticks, specifically making the sock appear as a breadstick. It was placed on the very bottom so if they snacked on it, the sock would be the last one eaten, and he would have time to bail if they decided to just chow down.

"Good evening ladies," he answered in perfect English, "my apologies, the man who delivered your pizza was supposed to give you a free order of breadsticks. He's in training still, so it's his mistake, I apologize. Here is your free order of breadsticks to go with the pizzas." Satoru could no longer hear the moaning that he had heard outside, and he was still curious as to what it could have been. The TV was on pretty loud, he noticed.