Mercifully the kid got off two stations later and I had avoided doing anything to the little dear that might upset the mother. As I glance down I can see my jeans are covered with a large quantity of blonde hairs and it looks as though the kid pulled out half a sideburn at least. Still my healing factor should grow the hair back in an hour or two. It surprised me how much it hurt though as the hair was pulled out. It was almost as bad as when the runt popped a claw through my brain. Thinking about it this idea of mine could have come from that time. Oh well let's try going in this mall. Hopefully this should go off without a hitch. Are ya freaking kidding me? Its more likely I'll go vegetarian than go through this without any more problems.
Inside the mall is crowded and packed full of normal humans. Thankfully I'm becoming attuned to the smells and noises so I can cope with it better. Now I can see a frail coming towards me with a clipboard and tray. Oh my god, it's a market researcher. Maybe if I fall to my knees and beg for mercy the gods will take pity on me. No such look.
"Excuse me sir but would you try a sample of the new aftershave for men called "Wild Thing" ? It makes women turn into animals when they smell it. Completely natural and derived from the musk of our native grizzly bear. In fact sir I think it was made for you," chatters the women and while I am distracted she takes up a bottle and sprays it straight into my face.
The effect is devastating. It takes out my sense of smell and my vision blurs as my eyes full with tears. This stuff is strong and with my heightened sense of smell it acts on me like pepper spray. My head's swimming and I can't see. I hear a loud crack as I stagger into a wall. Even with my healing factor I think I'm going to have a splitting headache. The only positive thing is that it seems to clear away the nausea. Still I can hardly smell a thing.
"I take it that this product was not to sirs liking. Would sir like to try another free sample," asks the woman. I snarl loudly at her and stalk off.
"There was no need for sir to be so rude," calls the indignant woman. Lady you were that close to being gutted. I think I need a drink. Correction I need a whole lot of drinks. I'll tackle the mall later after I've had a drink. I spotted a good tavern just outside so I'll just pop in there.
As soon as I go into the tavern I smell a very familiar odour. It's none other than the so-called Raging Cajun himself. This could be a problem.