10 minutes later, the quill and quandary.
"So what you are telling me is that Teresa brought you back from the dead, not to mention between dimensions, here because she believes I require help? Not to mention your ridicules story about aliens, space travel and super soldiers, if it wasn't for your strange weapons and Teresa confirming a new hero I would have called you an idiot and probably handed you over to the town guards as a menace to society. Oh, next rounds here."
Sure enough two massive tankards of Albion ale was brought over by the red-haired barmaid. "Better than vodka this stuff, all the alcohol but a sweeter flavour, less rough on the throat" Sam complimented.
"You got that right babe" Walter said appearing though the door, "Kim who's the babe?" Sam started to reach for here Kukri but was stopped by Kim, "this is Sam, a hero like me, only not exactly from here".
"Kim, I can explain from here" Sam groaned, but as she started to explain Walter butted in, "save it we still need to get rid of those mercenary's for Sabine and our original plan will no longer work, meet me tomorrow upstairs, and I should have a solution to this. In the mean time get, Sam is it?, some new clothes and maybe a sword, that dagger looks like its bark is worse than its bite"
"Walter, I severely don't recommend pissing her off, she has lost count of how many things she killed somewhere in the thousands, anyway come on Sam we need to get you kitted up with gold and equipment."
10 minutes later, the pie makers stall.
"so what your telling me is that I need to roll pastry and put it over a pie dish, and I get more gold for speed and amount in a row without fucking up?" Sam asked. "that's about the jist of it" Kim replied "lets get started"
"wow Spartan training did not prepare me for this, I can field strip a gun, I can kill a man 50 different ways, 100 ways for an elite, I can sprint 100 metres in 8 seconds, but they never taught us how to roll pastry." Sam complained. "suck it up, you're a hero, you have to do shit like this, it's a source of gold and a steady one at that." Kim ranted. There shouting was causing a crowd to form, wondering what a Spartan is and the mention of hero's, a almost forgotten concept, relegated to fantasy and children's tales. But this mention of hero's was intriguing, this rumour that hero's were back could mean the end of Logan's tyranny. "listen here" the piemaker shouted over the noise of the crowds "if your aren't here to make the pies, or buy pies, the piss off."
half an hour later.
Both women are walking back to the quill and quandary to get rooms for the night, Sam noticing a face on a wanted poster, thinking she recognises it but doesn't get time to think about it, due to Kim getting pissed that Sam wasn't listening to her rant. "I can't believe that someone could fuck up that badly, I mean you broke several pie dishes failed to roll even ONE pie crust, and then, HEY ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING" Kim ranted as she was on a severe warpath. "jeez calm down, I told you that was my first time doing that shit, don't get made if I suck royally" Sam replied snarkaly.
"you know, fuck this I need some sleep, I'll book our rooms, you just, erm, stay out of trouble. Oh and don't kill anyone" Kim said wearily, "we have a long day tomorrow.
A/N; I'm back, pc died for a while and you can't write fanfiction on a phone, but hey presto. I have an OC submission from TSUBASAxFai who you will see in the next chapter. Demon of Dark Noble has suggested I add the rest of NOBLE team into the mix, and from that I have an idea, I am not going to put them all in just my favourite one. So yes there will be more of NOBLE but only two members.