ext_175913 ([identity profile] ktarian-wildman.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2007-07-16 11:45 pm
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Spary Repairs - Monday

Naomi came in on time for work and set up for her shift.

Sparky's is open.

[identity profile] wannabe-pan.livejournal.com 2007-07-16 05:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Andrew, totally ticked off that his camcorder had not been functioning this weekend and he had missed out on filming pretty much the most incredible event of his life to date, decided to get try and get it fixed. He walked into the store and stopped short, staring.

[identity profile] wannabe-pan.livejournal.com 2007-07-16 11:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Nothing she had said registered with Andrew. He was still staring at the girl in front of him. Very slowly he lowered to his knees, placing the camcorder on the ground to the right of him. He held both of his hand out, palms facing up, and began speaking in a very strange and slightly disturbing sounding dialect:

ðan qamarim li-uxrim: hesh abroom liboob mashxoor E-joován. ðan him xaladim E-galfoodoon ba-E-liboob vi-E-tayxoor ba-E-tároo.

Andrew then clapped his hands together, spit on the ground, and lowered his forehead to the floor.

[identity profile] wannabe-pan.livejournal.com 2007-07-17 03:12 am (UTC)(link)
With his forehead still pressed against the floor, Andrew responded, "Wait. Did you just speak to me in English?" He peered up the girl. "I thought it was forbidden for a Skilosha demon to speak anything other than the one true language, Rooxshma."

Andrew looked thoroughly perplexed. And he had been so proud of remembering the way to properly greet a Skilosha demon without running the risk of having your ears eaten off.

[identity profile] wannabe-pan.livejournal.com 2007-07-17 11:03 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, poor dear, Andrew thought, she doesn't know.

Andrew stood up and bushed off his knees, grabbing his camcorder from the ground just in case he would need to throw it at the demon and run. "Um, well you are, aren't you?"

She wasn't a pale as she should be, and upon closer inspection, she seemed to be missing a horn. She must have been born deformed, he decided, and kick out of her tribe as a babe.

[identity profile] wannabe-pan.livejournal.com 2007-07-17 12:09 pm (UTC)(link)
And that's when Andrew noticed that she seemed to have only one tongue. There should have been at least three.

"Oh." Andrew was turning a deep shade of red. "Um. Anyhoo." He stepped up to the counter and set his camcorder down. "This is my camcorder. It's, uh, it's not working right. I got a new battery, but it still doesn't seem to be holding a charge."

He was looking everywhere but at the girl standing in front of him. It was very hot in the store.

[identity profile] wannabe-pan.livejournal.com 2007-07-17 12:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"That's great." Andrew stared at the girl's left shoulder. "Should I just handwaivily come back and pick it up?"

[identity profile] wannabe-pan.livejournal.com 2007-07-17 12:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"Okay! Thanks!" Andrew went for the cheerful goodbye, deciding it would best to just ignore the whole groveling on the floor bit.

He walked out, very quickly.