Behind The Veil

[Greasepaw]

Greasepaw left the Caern with Talisa in hand. It was time for cheeseburgers and that just put a song in her heart. One she wanted to bellow from the very depths of her soul and shout onto the mountain tops. So that's exactly what she was going to do.

“All I can say is that my life is pretty plain 
I like watchin' the puddles gather rain 
And all I can do is just pour some tea for two 
and speak my point of view 
But it's not sane, It's not saaaaaaaaane.”

Her voice started off quietly at first barely above a whisper until she let loose. She wasn't really on key but that didn't matter. She wasn't a Galliard, she didn't have to be good at it. She didn't have to sing either but when the mood strikes, the mood strikes. She was impulsive and did whatever the hell made her feel terrific.

“I just want some one to say to me 
Nooo ooo Ooooo Ooo!
I'll always be there when you wake 
Ya know I'd like to keep my cheeks dry today 
So stay with me and I'll have it maaaaade.”

Her arm looped around Talisa's spinning the Fury as she danced along the sidewalk, her feet working in a step backwards and two step forwards as she herself span in circles. Full of wondrous excitement as she seemed to laugh and sing at the same time.

“And I don't understand why I sleep all day 
And I start to complain that there's no raaaain 
And all I can do is read a book to stay awake 
And it rips my life away, but it's a great escape 
escape......escape......escape......”

She stopped long enough to sing the last chord of that frame to Talisa, getting up and close to the Fury as her nose pressed against hers, but it wouldn't last long. Before the Bonegnawer let go of Talisa and continued to sing and dance down the sidewalk. Feeling fancy free and letting her silliness just pour out of her for the moment.

“All I can say is that my life is pretty plain 
ya don't like my point of view 
ya think I'm insane 
Its not sane......it's not saaaaaaaane.”

Perhaps there was a maddening reason for the song she chose, or maybe Greasepaw just liked that song but it seemed incredibly appropriate after everything Talisa has seen of the Bonegnawer. Her hands went up into the air as she almost tried calling down the heavens with song. Like some Southern Baptist in church being possessed by the Spirit of the Lord.

“I just want some one to say to me 
Nooo ooo Ooooo Ooo!
I'll always be there when you wake 
Ya know I'd like to keep my cheeks dry today 
So stay with me and I'll have it maaaaade.”

She didn't care if she embarrassed Talisa in the slightest bit nor did she care if there was any onlookers as she once again hooked her arms once more with the Fury's.

“Lord Noo-Ooo-oo!
I'll have it maaaade! With cheeseburgers!”

Even if Talisa didn't know the song, she could probably guess that's not how it ended.

[Talisa Shaw]

Once again she found herself holding hands with the mad Ragabash, wondering what great spirit she had pissed off this time around. It could be worse she supposed, she could be stuck with some useless Garou like Half-Moon-Half-Wit who had nothing to contribute to the city or to Gaia. Greasepaw on the other hand, while clearly missing more than a few marbles from her braincase, seemed like she knew what she was doing. Granted she had only proved her skills by outsmarting the Fury, who even when not distracted was not hard to take advantage of.

She started to muse on her own shortcomings. She had problems with her ego, she was filled with self-doubt and second-guessing herself. She had lost the alphaship challenge cleanly to Kathleen, and she had spent the whole time since going over every decision she made and thinking about what she should have done differently. It was driving her insane.

And just when things couldn’t get more surreal, the Bone Gnawer started to sing her heart out. It got a raised brow to begin with, but that soon gave way to outright confusion as she was spun around by the now-dancing madwoman. Definitely missing more than a few marbles. Of course then she had to keep incredibly close and remind Talisa that she hadn’t gotten laid in months. This was a lot closer than she wanted to be with another woman while she still had her clothes on, and thankfully the moment passed before it got really awkward.

At last the song died back down and her arm was once again entwined with Greasepaw’s. She started to get the impression she really wanted those cheeseburgers like something fierce. ”Don’t worry, we’re here.” She announced as she led them into a non-franchise establishment. From all the signs it was apparent cheeseburgers were it’s pride and joy, which would make this place heaven for the hungry Ragabash.

”Now think about what you would like to order, and how many cheeseburgers and sides you want. I’ll cover you.” Her wallet was going to hurt after this one.

[Greasepaw]

“Ooooooo Cheesebugers!” She howled out excitedly as Talisa announced they were there. “Yay foodings!” The excitable Bonegnawer nearly jumped on the Fury's back, coiling an arm around Talisa's neck and nearly drug the poor teenager into the restaurant as she glanced over the top side menu. There was so many options she wasn't sure what she wanted. “I can have anything, you say?” Her eyes nearly popped out from her sockets as she went wide eyed with wonder.

What did she want? There was so many options! Too many options! Oh no! She couldn't decide. “Eeeee!” She shook the Fury frantically as she was trying to decide. “What to get?!” She then darted over to the counter and jumped up on it, smiling to the cashier. “Hi thur.” She batted her eyelashes as she leaned in close to the wide eyed and startled pimple faced boy behind the front counter.

“What's good?” She asked him as he tried to tell her to get off the counter, stammering over his words. “Oh don't be that way.” Greasepaw waved a hand as she started to slide over the counter to the other side.

“M-Mm-miss! You can't be over here!” The cashier said in a bit of a fret as the Bonegnawer paused in mid dismount.

She looked over at him and raised a brow with a crazed smile, “Why not? I have to try everything to see what's good!” She acted like she had never been in a restaurant before, which wasn't the case.. she just was being a shit. A spazzing shit. “Fiiiine...” She said with a bit of a huff and a roll of her eyes as she jumped back over to the right side of the counter.

“I'll two double bacon cheeseburger deluxes... two large fries and and and and and and...” She paused and looked over the menu, pouncing on her toes. “a large coke! With with...” She pointed at the menu trying to say the words without freaking out too much, “A large chocolate shake and a... oatmeal raisin cookie!” The young man was adding it all up and before he could say the price, Greasepaw grabbed Talisa and pulled her up towards the counter. “She's paying!” There couldn't be a way the Bonegnawer could get any louder as she declared that Talisa was the buyer.

She leaned over Talisa's shoulder and stage whispered to the boy, “This is like our first date.. she wants in my pants.” She snickered, “It's that cute? When do you get off? Maybe we can arrange a little threesome?” She waggled her brows at the boy, the young man was working getting the cups for the drinks before he stumbled and dropped them on the floor and the Ragabash just heckled.

[Talisa Shaw]

Gaia. She had clearly angered Gaia somehow and Greasepaw was the instrument of her displeasure.

She barely finished her sentence when she was wrapped in a headlock and dragged into the restaurant. ”Yes, anything…” She suddenly had a very bad feeling about this, but it was too late to change her mind now. Next thing she knew the mad woman was jumping up on the counter to freak out the kid manning the register. She should have been more worried about the attention she was attraction, but in truth she just took the moment to appreciate the shape of the Ragabash’s ass. God she really did need to get laid.

Finally the other Garou made her order, and as soon as she was done thrust the redhead forward and loudly announced she was paying. The kid behind the counter started to tell him the cost, assuming that Greasepaw had made that order for the both of them. Not a bad guess, but clearly he hadn’t had too many Garou come in here. ”I’ll have a cheeseburger, a double bacon cheeseburger, a large and a medium fries, a double cheeseburger, a large chocolate shake and a large sprite with a chocolate muffin.” Smirking at the reaction she got she forked over the cash, blinking and staring at the ragabash. ”Stop teasing the poor man.”

[Greasepaw]

Appreciate Greasepaw's ass? What ass? Greasepaw had narrow hips and was built more like a man than a woman. Good thing the Ragabash had no idea what the Fury was doing back there, otherwise the teasing would have begun and then there would be no stopping the Bonegnawer from her vicious heckling.

But it seemed the Theurge wanted to put an end to the No-Moon's fun and games. She pouted slightly as she was told to stop teasing the boy. “Awww. Buzzkill.” She said as she scrunched up her nose and took her coke when it was finally placed down on the counter. “Why won't people let me be myself?” Her freehand flailed high as she mockingly through a fit. “I'm a unique snowflake and I have to be free to express myself!” If only she could have kept a straight face while saying all that.

Her lips wrapped around the straw and soon enough she was wandering off, grabbing ketchup and mustard packets and stuffing them into her pockets. Napkins were also at her mercy, grabbing large handfuls and cramming them wherever she could. She never knew when she would have the chance to use toilet paper and napkins were better than hands. Talisa could grab the trays, Geasepaw was busy.

She picked a random table, with people sitting there trying to enjoy their meal. “Helllo.” The young couple in their mid-twenties just blinked at the mad woman. Greasepaw grinned from ear to ear as she looked at what they were eating, stealing a fry from each of them with a wiggle of her nose before she was up and wandering away again. Leaving the couple sitting there in a daze of confusion.

[Talisa Shaw]

She couldn’t figure out what made the Bone Gnawer appealing to her? She didn’t have a great ass, or a great rack, and she annoyed the hell out of her at times, but she still wanted to hang around this new person. Maybe it was the flirting and the ass-slap. That was probably it. As the mad woman complained about people not letting her be a special snowflake (albeit doing so with that grin on her face) she put her hands on the tray and took it, seeing that Greasepaw made herself useful by taking everything she could.

And of course she had to find another victim to torment, sitting with the couple and stealing food before leaving her in typical Greasepaw manner. At least they were too confused to complain or argue, and the red-head just followed wherever the trickster wandered. Deciding to try and cut off any more mischief she picked the most isolated table available and whistles. ”Over here sunshine.” She couldn’t exactly use her real name here and not draw more attention to themselves, so she just said the first thing that came to mind. Too bad it seemed like she was flirting with the Bone Gnawer.

She split up their orders so that none of her food would be near wherever the ragabash would sit, and took a bite out of her normal cheeseburger before chewing and putting some fries on it. ”These are gifts from Gaia indeed. I told you, this place has the best cheeseburgers.”

[Greasepaw]

The No-Moon was out to make an ass of herself and anyone who dared associate with her, which happened to be the Fury. The Crescent Moon might have thought Greasepaw had other intentions other than just being a jackass which was hilarious in of itself. Who would ever thought a little flirting and ass grabbing could get her a free meal? She should have tried this years ago! Oh wait, she has and every time she was called a Charach or worse. So this was a refreshing change of pace, but then again should the Fury ever piss her off or attempt to humiliate her in front of their peers, Greasepaw had ammo for her own amusement to launch. She liked having these little tidbits over people, it made life exciting.

She slid into her seat across from Talisa, taking her food and stacking it in front of her. Her coke put off to the side and her chocolate shake put in front of her which she used to dip her fries in as she ate happily but funny enough slowly. She was going to savor her food and also scarfing down food gave her a stomach ache, especially if she hadn't eaten in awhile. “We'll see about that.” She said to the Theurge with a skeptical look on her face.

“I lived in New York City, no place has better food. Especially on third avenue.” She wagged a fry towards Talisa, “Oooooh and the pizza or the cazones or the pastrami on rye! With a helping of sour kraut and swiss cheese... the real swiss cheese not that crap you get everywhere else!” New York City was the Mecca of the Bonegnawers, food and food everywhere. Cheap delicious food in such massive quantities. Three bucks could buy you a feast of greasey gut sliding kings! She looked down at the thin french fry and sighed, she was making herself homesick. Her smile fading for a moment as she seemed lost for a moment, it wasn't just the food. It was the people. A place where she belonged, her pack.. her family... which was all gone.

She shook her head, trying to shake off the memories and went back to her food. She needed to eat before she lost her appetite completely. She unwrapped a cheeseburger and smelled it, picking through the bread to see what they all put on the burgers, which wasn't much. Onions, pickles, yellow mustard and ketchup. That was depressing. The bread was mashed down against the meat, instead of having a light flaky bread dome, the meat.. was overcooked and the patty was thin. No wonder why California's were thin. They didn't know how to eat! She looked up at Talisa, “This is sad...” She took a bite of the burger, it was dry and over seasoned. Causing her to chew and chew before swallowing hard and reaching for her coke to swallow down the bits that were lodged in her throat. Luckily Talisa was dealing with a Bonegnawer and Greasepaw was willing to eat anything. “If this is the best place for cheeseburgers...” She hacked out, flicking her tongue out rapidly to get the taste of burnt meat off her tongue. “I hate to see what the worst place is.”

[Talisa Shaw]

She had a feeling this Bone Gnawer was going to be the death of her. Her hair would turn white from stress then start falling out as her heart failed. She’d wither and turn into a crone as her eyesight failed. And there would be the mad ragabash tormenting her the whole way.

She raised one brow at the other woman’s eating habits before continuing with her own meal. The cheeseburger and the fries on it was consumed, before she starting drinking the chocolate shake. The double bacon burger was loaded with more fries before she started to listen to Greasepaw talk about how New York had the best food. Of course she didn’t believe it, having heard stereotypes of that city for a long time and being a proud daughter of the Lady.

”What? What’s wrong with this place?” She couldn’t believe the nerve of this Bone Gnawer, insulting this places burgers like that. She defiantly munched down on her double-bacon burger, chewing and enjoying the taste greatly. She had come to this place for years, and it had always served her well. ”You’re breaking my heart. This is the worst date ever.” She added with a mock grin. ”I pay for your burgers and this is the thanks I get? My heart is broken.”

Of course it was all said in jest, and she made sure the Ragabash knew it. She certainly wasn’t too upset that she didn’t like the burger place she picked. Or really do anything to let the crazed madwoman get a laugh out of her. ”So, why’d you come to LA instead of, let’s say, Chicago?”