"They're girls!" Hawk exclaims as the two examine the sleeping forms on the bed. One dons a skin-tight midnight purple jumpsuit with disconnected sleeves and pants. This one has the straight, silver hair that goes down to the small of her back and covers one of her eyes. She also happens to have pale, snow-white skin with full, voluptuous breasts, and skinny waist with curved hips. The other woman has the wavy, auburn hair put up into a high ponytail using a laced ribbon . She wears a daffodil-yellow, laced dress with puffed sleeves and ends mid-thigh, silver gauntlets with Keltic designs engraved near the wrists, as well as a few well-sized daggers strapped to her left thigh with a leather strap. All in all, these girls are beautiful.
"Let's check." the owner says with a poker-face. Hawk lets out a squeal of disgust, but the boy is already leaning on the bed, hand on his cheek. "These sleeping faces…" Suddenly on the other side, waving his hips, "These body lines…" Completely on the bed, sniffing the two girls, "This fragrance…" And finally, alternating between groping the silver and auburn-haired girls, "This elasticity… They're girls, all right!" Hawk screams at his audacity, "That much is obvious!" The flame-haired girl awakes with a start, revealing cement-gray eyes. "What are you doing to my companion? And me?" She asks with a threatening tone. The other girl wakes up as well, with an innocent shimmer in her pool-blue spheres, and a huge blush on her face. "U-um… Excuse me?" The man lets go of their breasts, and says with a bright smile, "Don't worry, your heartbeats are normal." The two let out a sigh. "T-thank you very much, sir." They say in unison. The redhead gets off the bed and dusts herself off, questioning, "Where are we? And why have our disguises been taken off?"
Standing casually, the man says, "You two strolled into my shop then passed out cold." The silver-haired girl tilts her head innocently and says, "Your shop?" Answering, the blonde says, "The Boar Hat. My bar." 'He's the owner? Then what's up with the sword?' the redhead thinks. Unfortunately, she was thinking out loud, and in response- and the young man sounds just a little offended, "Is that so strange? As for the sword…" He reaches behind his back and draws the serpentine-hilted sword with a flourish; light flashing off the blade. The two women flinch, but when they look up, it's revealed that the blade is almost completely broken from the rain guard up. With a chuckle, he asks the two girls, "Did I scare you? If I flash the handle, it looks the real thing, doesn't it?" Re-sheathing the broken sword, he says, "Call it a deterrent against people skipping out on their tab." An annoyed look playing in his eyes, Hawk replies, "It's the customers who get charged a mint after eating your cooking that I feel sorry for." A loud gasp emits from the silver-haired beauty, and Hawk looks up in curiosity. Within moments, the girl has practically jumped on the poor talking pig
"It's a talking piggy!" She exclaims with delight. The two who aren't obsessing over the poor thing stare at her with a look of… something. Like parents, perhaps? At any rate, Hawk says in a monotone voice, "I'm Hawk. Nice to meet you." The silver-head continues with her little monolog, "Long ago, I pestered my father to give me one as a birthday present!" With a small smile playing on his lips, the owner asks kindly, "Did you get a pig?" Her expression changes to one of disappointment, and she mumbles out a no. Quickly changing the subject, he says, "Hey, are you two hungry? If you want, you can have a bite to eat." Hawk's expression when he says that is… well, let's just compare it to someone who's just seen the terrors of hell.
"A bite of Pork over here?" the redhead says noncommittally, gesturing to him with a pointed thumb. "Not Pork! HA-WK!" Hawk screams in fright. Now walking downstairs, the two girls stop and stare at the wanted posters hanging on the cork-board. A small cry comes from the bartender, "It's ready!" The silver-head turns around and walks into the bar, finding a plate of delicious looking haggis with small amounts of vegetables on the side. "I'm good, thanks. Hawk's expression did enough to scare me off." the redhead says when the owner attempts to feed her a deceptively delicious-looking plate of the same meal. "First, you nurse me back to health, and now you're feeding me… How can I ever thank you?" the silver-head says, back at the bar. "That redhead has the right idea. But you should taste it before you thank him." Hawk says, giving a pointed look towards said girl. She shrugs and says, "Well, wise words of wisdom from my village elder… 'IT'S A TRAP! Never forget it!' He was really energetic for an old man." The three at the bar look at her weirdly, and she stares right back with a poker face. "Anyways, here goes." the silver-head says. " When she bites in, her face turns to one of pure, unadulterated disgust and she trembles with the urge to throw up. "What do you think? Pretty awful, right?" the bartender asks with a huge grin on his face. "Y-yes…" the girl subjected to the tastes of Hell manages to choke out. "Knew it." the owner, Hawk, and the redhead say together. Yet, the girl starts crying, and the bar owner looks up in shock. "Still… It's delicious." Tears rolling down her face, the other woman rushes over and wipes her tears with a handkerchief. "Geez, El, you're such a crybaby." Nodding her head, she agrees, "Yeah, I guess so, Fer."
" When she bites in, her face turns to one of pure, unadulterated disgust and she trembles with the urge to throw up. "What do you think? Pretty awful, right?" the bartender asks with a huge grin on his face. "Y-yes…" the girl subjected to the tastes of Hell manages to choke out. "Knew it." the owner, Hawk, and the redhead say together. Yet, the girl starts crying, and the bar owner looks up in shock. "Still… It's delicious." Tears rolling down her face, the other woman rushes over and wipes her tears with a handkerchief. "Geez, El, you're such a crybaby." Nodding her head, she agrees, "Yeah, I guess so, Fer." Getting straight to the matter at hand, the owner asks, "Say, what were you two doing, walking around in those strange clothes?" Fer says, "We're searching for the Seven Deadly Sins. After El stumbled into my village, I had to nurse her back to health. When she told me about the journey she was making, I decided to help her." Obviously confused, Hawk asks, "But why? Nobody knows if they're even alive or dead. Those guys are serious villains!"
Getting straight to the matter at hand, the owner asks, "Say, what were you two doing, walking around in those strange clothes?" Fer says, "We're searching for the Seven Deadly Sins. After El stumbled into my village, I had to nurse her back to health. When she told me about the journey she was making, I decided to help her." Obviously confused, Hawk asks, "But why? Nobody knows if they're even alive or dead. Those guys are serious villains!" Suddenly, a knocking can be heard from outside the door. "Open up! We've had a report from some villagers! We, the Order of the Beard of the Mountain Cat, serve under the Holy Knights and are stationed at the mountain's base! We're to arrest the Rust Knight and the Trenched Grim, potentially two of the Seven Deadly Sins! Come out peacefully!" It appears to be… Allioni? The blonde, although appearing calm on the outside, is churning on the inside, and says, "Again with the unruly customers…"
What will happen next? Find out in the next chapter!
A/N: So, um. I'm pretty new to these 'Author's Note' things, but I'll try my best… Um, I'm sorry that this didn't come out sooner… that's pretty much all I have to say. Sorry, again. I'm pretty awful at this, aren't I? Hahaha. Anyways, I'll try to update the newest chappie as soon as possible, but I do have a thing called life going on, so NO promises. .HOAXE.