Make me a pizza.

[m]

Waking from her afternoon nap, Nashota stretched her rested body, inhaling deeply. The smell of authentic fresh baked pizza wafted in from below. Getting up from her couch she found herself a mirror and quickly put her disheveled hair in order. Once satisfied with her work, she grabbed her purse, which she made herself after seeing a program on T.V, and left her cozy abode to journey to the pizzeria that lay below. She'd been living here for a couple weeks now, and figured it was time she made friends with the pure bread Italians who own'ed the pizza place: Michelangelo's. The restaurant was abuzz with a variety of customers. Families, cute couples, and groups of friends. She walked over to the bar and took a seat on a stool. A man with dark hair, tan skin, and a thick Italian accent greeted her. "What can I get for you this evening?"
Smiling a perfect smile, she leaned closer to give her order. "I'll have a thin crust house original, small, and a sprite." From where she was sitting she could see the chef's in the back preparing and making the pizza. Perfect. Her waiter smiled back handsomely and hurried off. "Mikey! We got a small thin crust house original!"
Nashota washed with interest as the cooks prepared the pizza, not really concentrating on the intricate details, but she new that she would have no problem recreating this delicious pizza after seeing it done. She waited patiently, watching, as food was prepared.

[Blod]

Jimm cracked his neck and rolled his shoulders as he walked down a a street hands in his pockets and his hair tossed arounsd lazily. He had black slacks on and a simple white shirt tucked in. It fit his body nicely and he hoped that he would have no need to extensively use his powers and let bones pop out of his torso. Afterall good shirts were hard to come by. Shirts of course were cheap but quality was something hard to find. Quality, quality, quality........pizza! A smile tugged at his lips and he nodded at Michelangelo's.

He walked across the street ignoring the beep of horns and then walked in looking for a seat. The place was bustling and he could only find a few seats open. After a second of thinking he chose the seat near the single girl instead of the one near the family of five knowing it would be quite uncomfortable especially since he disliked children and their innocent smiles. Shaking his head he moved overto the bar and tapped her lightly on the shoulder. " Miss you mind if I sit across from you? There are no other seats."

[m]

OOC: She's sitting at a bar, not a table. lol

Nashota looked up as a stranger tapped her shoulder... he definitely wasn't an ugly man. Smiling, she gestured with her hand to the seat next to her "I don't mind at all." The pizza she had been watching was now in the oven, and she new she would never have to pay this much for a pizza again, but she still liked the social outings.

[Blod]

Giving a nod of thank you Jimm moved down into the seat and adjusted slightly. He let the leather stool adjust to his rear until he leaned forward on the dark wood in front. He watched as waiters bustled around but when one came moving towards him his hand reached out and stopped the man before he could continue. " A small pizza half meat and half cheese." Smiling he let go and ignored anything the man might want to say rather he turned to the girl who had allowed him to sit down next to her. " So you ever been here before?"

[m]

Nashota smiled politely as her waiter returned with her pizza, which looked fantastic. She removed a slice before turning to the man. "This is my first visit to Michaelangelo's.. I actually live above this place." She laughed softly at the thought. "I just now decided to check it out, it always smells so good.. and you? have you been here before?" With that she took a bight from her slice, chewing happily.

[trinn]

Popping the pizza in the oven, Alice decided that Italians were the most annoying people to work with. As she waited beside the oven, she closed her eyes and prayed for patience. Two of the waiters had started an argument near the walk in fridge room, a room she avoided, raising their voices and alternating between Italian and English. Opening an eye, she glanced over at them, glaring. She heard enough to realize they were arguing about who got to wait on some chick at the bar. Normals. So typical. The pizza was ready to come out then, and making sure no one was watching, Alice stuck her hand into the oven and pulled out the pan. She set it down on the counter behind the oven quickly. "Half meat half cheese." she yelled to the two waiters.

[Blod]

Jimm raised an eyebrow at her answer wondering how someone could live right over the place and only just now stopping by. She was wrong in saying the place smelled nice,rather, it was addicting. With a smile he sniffed the air and then gave her sigh. " Me? I came here only once two years ago on my last visit to California. And it looks good." Grinning he watched as an obviously Italian man walked over with a half meat and half cheese pizza on his hand till he set it down right in front of him with steam rising heavily.

[Backabuth]

Jaden ran along the sidewalk, dodging people here and there, with his backpack slamming into his back every step. He was late to work...again. The hours between his few college classes and working at Michelangelo's were compressed together and it was hard to get to each of his classes and shifts on time. He hurried along until he got to the busy shop, then slipped into the alleyway, into the back door, and into the back room. He dropped his pack, threw on an apron, and hurried into the kitchen, pretending he'd always been there.

Taking a look at the orders, he grabbed a thing of baloney and started slicing away, throwing the thin pieces onto a freshly-made pizza. Through the hanging objects and rushing people in the kitchen, Jaden could see Alice Hollin, the girl who always worked the oven. Jaden had seen her many times before, and whenever he did, he got the chills. She was amazingly beautiful, and the fire in her eyes made him just want to melt. He hadn't talked to her yet, but perhaps today was his lucky day.

Michel Angelo, the owner of the restaurant, rushed past Jaden, gently bumping him. "Eh, Jaden! Where have youa been? I noticed you werea missing. Give that pisa to Alice and get moving, eh Jaden!" Jaden held back his grumbling, then realized what he has just been ordered to do. He clumsily picked up the "pisa" with his gloves on and stumbled over to the oven, thrusting the pizza out to Alice. "Um. Here. It's order number 37. So. Urm. Yeah."

OCC: LOL! Notice the puns? "Whenver he saw her he got the chills" "The fire in her eyes made him want to melt" XD

[trinn]

OOC: hahaha. Very nice.

Crossing her arms, Alice waited in practiced patience for the pizza. She spotted Jayden walking towards her, and immediately tensed up. He made her think of those guys that loved to be the bullies in school, the ones that thrived on the discomfort of everyone else. Like one of those guys that were too popular to ever notice her. Well, what did she care? He was a normal, nothing to her. And what was with those gloves, anyways? Did he have some sort of skin disformation he felt he had to hide?

As he handed her the pizza, she lifted an eyebrow and asked, "Running a little late?" Before she could get yelled at for idling, Alice took the pizza to the oven and with practiced skill set in on a rack to bake. She scrunched up her face, pretending to be annoyed at the heat coming out in waves from the oven. Standing, she looked over her shoulder to see if he was still standing there. Not that she cared, of course.

[m]

Nashota finished chewing her bite of pizza before replying to her new acquaintance. "It does look good.. and it is good." She took a sip of her sprite before continuing. "So, you mentioned that you had visited California before.. are you from around here? Or does your home lie somewhere else?"

[Blod]

Picking up one slice of meat he started to eat quickly devouring the slice and then picking up a chesse and doing the same. The slight grumble in his stomach was satified for the moment so he allowed himself a slight brake to turn and look at his seat neighbor. " Ah, a good question. I'm from London myself but I find myself......moving around often."

[m]

Nashota nodded her head in understanding. "I know what you mean, I myself have had to move multiple times.. this is my third time at a new place, never left California though.. I love this state." She couldn't help but wonder why this man would need to move often, but decided against asking, for she knew she wouldn't want to confess her reasons.. especially to a stranger. She took another bite of pizza, swallowed, and realized that they had yet to introduce themselves. "I'm Nashota, it's nice to meet you.." She raised her eyebrows in expectation, waiting for his name.

[Backabuth]

Jaden blinked twice, then turned to leave. He could feel ice prickling under his skin and he felt like blasting Alice with an ice ball. She didn't even know him and she still looked at him with disgust. What did she know? She was just a stupid girl who couldn't do anything but make pizzas. He turned around swiftly, knocking a pan off the counter. Shrugging off the noise, he looked at her with icy eyes. "Stop pretending you know me, because you don't." He stood there for a moment, his fists clenched, then bent down and picked up the pan as Michel walked into the kitchen.

"Eh Jaden! Get to worka and stop chatting awaya!" Jaden unclenched his jaw, giving Alice an angry look, then walked back to his station across the kitchen. He felt like throwing the pan against the wall, the judging look in Alice's eyes stuck in his mind. He looked for Michel, who had disappeared out front again, then side-stepped into the freezer. Whenever he was in here, he felt at peace. The ice cooled him down and he sunk to his knees, pretending to be picking out some ingredients as a co-worker walked in. This is what he lived for. To have a contradicting appearance just to prove everybody wrong. You don't know me, Alice. Nobody knows me.

[trinn]

Sensing the icy hostility, Alice's lips set in hard line as she glared at Jayden. If she wasn't careful, this whole place could be a crackling inferno. She didn't say anything as he retreated back to the freezer, dissapearing inside. "Clutz." Alice murmured, trying to keep that inner flame subdued. He had reacted to her comment really defensively, as if she had been the one trying to hurt his feelings. Alice wasn't sure why she had felt the need to say something to him, but clearly she had said the wrong thing. Finding herself still staring at the freezer across the room, Alice turned around hastily to watch the pizza. Normals were so strange.

Michel ambled over to then, checking the oven. "Ay, get that out before it burns, yeah?"
"Sorry." she muttered, and hastily reached in to take it out. As she set the ready pizza on the counter, Alice realized she had forgotten to use the oven mit. Eyes wide, she looked over at Michel, hoping he hadn't noticed. Thank God. she thought, relaxing. Michel had turned around as soon as he had scolded her. Hearing a commotion near the fridge, Alice looked up to find the same two waiters arguing again. This time she had no idea what it was about, as they weren't eve bothering to keep to english.

[Max452]

"Its time." A man whispered to his comrades as they sat in a booth in the pizza joint. He then glanced at a few more guys that were located in other booths. He gave them a knowing nod. Exodus is on! He smiled, knowing that they'll be tracking down the freaks that only wanted to hurt them. Preemptive strikes bites, don't it. He thought to himself smugly as he and the others got up along with the others. There were more units along the back in case something went wrong, after all, they were told that there was 2 people with abilities working here...

"EVERYONE DOWN!!" The man yelled, appearing to be robbing the place, but actually getting those out of the way so the back unit could move in and apprehend the two freaks. He and his few team members pulled out their guns, although they were only tranquilizing darts, but no one could tell.

Screams from some of the customers were heard as the other men barricaded the doors. "Nobody move. This is a robbery." Damn, I always wanted to say that. The man grinned, unawares of the two other people with abilities were among the customers.

[Blod]

Jimm smiled as she respected his privacy and didn't pry any further into why he moved often. As he took a bite of pizza with a wide smile on his facde not feeling that hostility that alwasy broiled beneath. Swallowing a piece of meat he looked over to Nashota with slightly narrowed eyes. He wasn't angry but considering her silent question. " Jimm with two M's. Yes I know its weird."
He was about to ask her where she was from when a man came out from the booth's leveling a gun and ordering everyone down. Jimm took two slices of pizza and complied without any real care in his movements. Taking a bite he started sliding to the side and upwards knowing he might be the only one who would kill the others.

[Firestar]

Kate was sitting in Michelangelo's filling out an application. She was getting rather sick of pizza, but at least she knew how to make it, and that was usually enough to get her hired at these places. She'd been making them ever since she was a kid and loved it.
She shot to her feet when she heard the man in black leather who had come in announce that the place was being robbed. Normally she would have run out the main door, but the counter that led to the kitchen was closer. Quicker than any eye could see, she dashed over to it and vaulted over, accidentally kicking the robber in the head as she did so. She dashed into the back and looked for a way out, standing in between the ovens and the walk-in freezer.

[m]

Nashota's eyes widened as a man pulled out a gun, shouting everyone down. Without hesitation she went to the floor, not wanting to bring any attention to herself. Were these people trying to rob this place? She went through her memory bank, trying to find any means of protecting herself or these people if things turned ugly. She new martial arts and different forms of kick boxing, Karate, and other's. But would that be enough to stop these men? She looked towards Jimm with horror as he preceded to stand. Grabbing his pant leg and tugging, she whispered fiercely. "Sit down! do you want to get shot?"

[trinn]

Hearing a commotion at the front, Alice peeked out of the kitchen to see what was up. Her eyes widened at the sight of men aiming guns. Whipping back into the kitchen, Alice backed up slowly, trying to decide what to do. Should she just crisp those crazy normals with thier guns? Yes, if she wanted to be arrested for murder as well as being a 'freak'. A woman seemed to pop up next to her, and Alice jumped, startled. A fireball jumped to her hand, ready to be thrown. Michel was running around the kitchen, shouting in Italian, frantic. He seemed to be searching for a weapon. The two waiters who had been arguing now stood in silent shock. The back door barged open then, admitting a group of black clad men hefting guns. Alice's breath cut off sharply as fear finally gripped her. One of the men spotted her, saw the fire in her hand, and with a shout lifted his gun and shot.

[Firestar]

Kate had been running from men with guns aimed at her long enough that she no longer just waited for them to shoot her. When she saw a man dressed in black come in from the back aim, she started running out of the way. Then she realized that they were shooting at the woman standing next to her. She held back a choice of curses and tackled her, still running before the bullet...or tranquilizer as it turned out to be, hit her. She dashed into the walk-in freezer with the other woman.
"Stay in there, defend yourself if they try to get you, or whenever you have to come out, and you'll have a good excuse if the cops try to arrest you." She shut the door, wishing there was some sort of lock for it. She almost followed her instincts again to run away from there, but her conscience wouldn't let her leave without at least trying to help the people. She ran and attempted to wrestle a gun from one of the shooters.