Lalala (Kevala Astaku/Open)

[Mischa Badoer]

Mischa sat on a park bench playing a guitar. She was getting a lot of change and such in the guitar case. She didn't think she was a good singer but HEY monies. Well, the Italian girl didn't need any more money than she had. Actually... she didn't even have a license to do this.

Oh well... not the first time she broke the law.

She played away and then onto another song. YAY coldplay? Mischa kept getting money which was a bonus to just coming to the park and chillaxing with her guitar. A new guitar she might add... after all, the last one she totaled it by falling on the pavement. Lucky for this one, it didn't meet that last guitar's demise... due to the fact Mischa fell on grass and the guitar landed on her. Now she had grass stains, but lucky she wasn't bleeding anywhere.

Some dude then threw a pop can at her head. It was bound to happen. That is why she was keeping a mental check on him... The guy deserves a hit. She was thinking maybe a Charter Arms Bulldog a nice 5-shot .44 Special revolver and has a cult-like following when it comes to personal defense. Add on the silencer and you got yourself a dead ass hole.

Just kidding.



Sort of.

Now her fingers were getting all sore, but not really she was just complaining... so, she put the guitar back in the case... which was holding at least 60 bucks. It was chump change, but hey... her voice and mean guitar skills were worth 60 dollars and a pop can. Kick ass.

[Kevala Badoer]

Kevala was in the park....again. Hell if she was not here she was at school it seemed. She would say she needed to get a life, but given the recent events to take place around her, she did not want one.

Nope....

She had enough on her plate right now....

She took note of the girl playing guitar and would smile at her, digging in her pocket and tossing some money in for her....She was in a good mood today...

Which was rare...so those around might have wanted to rejoice she was not out to eat them..hehe Very real possibility.

But none-the-less she would continue on. Books in one hand and her bag over her shoulder. She needed to sit down someplace. She was feeling all kinds of shitty and needed to rest. Being pregnant sucked at times...Okay..so she had yet to find the good part other than the life inside her..but still......

Not able to make it much further before her stomach was doing flips she turned back to the girl, not wishing to interrupt, but not about to sit down and get hit in the head with a guitar....Very possible...

Excuse me....Mind if I sit here for a bit?

[Mischa Badoer]

Mischa finished clipping the...clippy things so the guitar wouldn't fall out of it when she would fall. Then some other girl came up to her and asked if she would mind her to sit. With a solemn expression, Mischa shook her head no.

"Um...No, sorry, I mind too much for someone else to sit on this public means of rest." then Mischa would smile nodding her head yes this time..."Nah, sit where ever the hell you like... climb that tree for all I care." the tone in her voice would be evident enough that she was just making a simple yet pathetic attempt at a joke. She even giggled a little.

After the girl would sit down Mischa would bring up a pizza box..with.. well you guessed it! pizza inside. It was from her restaurant... it was a pizza parlor. That little stereotypical venetian girl deep inside Mischa begged her dad to get her a pizza shop.... MOSTLY due to the fact she realllly wanted to say

"GET OUT OF MA PIZZA SHOP, MENG!" to some random mafia dudes.

"Want some....Basically made it myself... when I say I made it..What I really mean was I paid my chef to make it for me and I told him what to put on it." The sad thing was... all she had to say was cheese and pepperoni... screw all that vegetable shit.

She took a bite out of the pizza and the toppings slid off the crust and slapped her on the chin.

0.o

Mischa jumped up saying all kinds of nasty and tried clawing at the super hot sauce and cheese.

"Figlio di puttana!" Yay for random Italian outbursts.

[Kevala Badoer]

She would raise her brow at the girl and then take a seat. Those eyes watching a bit....curious...Yes, curious would be a good term to use right about now. Shaking her head as the girl yelled out at random outbursts...

And people kept saying she was crazy?

What?

You could do anything you wanted so long as you did not drink blood?

Bah!

What did they know?

Then as she was offered pizza her stomach would flip upside down and to the side. Oh yeah..So not going there.

She shook her head softly and held up her hand as the other went to try and settle her stomach. Not like it ever did anyone any good to do such a thing, but she tried none the less.

No thank you...I am not hungry...

She had barely gotten the words out when the girl again was screaming out something...Though this time she sooo did not recognize what it was. Okay...so yeah....She scooted a bit to the side, that brow raised and her eyes watching carefully now.

[Mischa Badoer]

As Mischa finally got all the cheese from her chin she looked down at the girl. Now her skin was red where the food had burned her. Now... the girl looked really creeped out. Mischa was one to not usually creep people out. Unless she had a gun to their head, but those guys would expect it if they pissed of Demetri.

"The cheese..." she pointed at the little cheese mound that was now on the dirt path. "Was hot." She would sit slowly down as to try to not disturb the girl further more.

"Ever had that happen to you?... get burned....yell? Did you live in a bubble your whole life?"

The girl looked sick... shame. Her hand would reach for a water bottle. She had not yet opened it, but she would hold it out for the girl. "Need water to settle your stomach?... I would rather you not throw up on me." Mischa would smile innocently at the girl. Then she would take another bite and exhale some of the air...to try and douse the heat the pizza produced to the roof of her mouth. Now she wasn't going to be able to taste food for awhile.

Blasted hot foods!

"So...Whats up...Thought maybe I should initiate conversation rather than just... creeping you out."

[Kevala Badoer]

I am sorry. I have had the worst week of my life and it has made me a little worried around people I do not know.

She would then take the water from her. Smiling as she nodded.

Thank you. I am Kevala by the way. It is nice to meet you.

She would then open the bottle of water, bringing it to her lips and allowing the cool liquid to slide down her throat. Oh yeah...that was much better.

Once she had taken a good drink she would lower the bottle from her lips and replace the lid. Those eyes finding the girl as she smiled once more.

I am really sorry about the whole, being creeped out thing. But like I said, it has been a rough week, to say the least. I will try not to be so jumpy..It is just not like me.

With that she fell silent. Realizing she really was not acting like herself. Bah! She could kill Arthur for what he had done to her...Unless she was already having some serious mood swings??? Hmm...oh well, who knew?

[Reira DeMorvick]

"GET OUT OF MA PIZZA SHOP, MENG!"

“Ahhhh!”

Reira stood in the doorway of Luigi’s, her arms held in front of her face in a very protective manner. Her face held the classical ‘wtf’ look. There standing in front of her was the chef of the pizza parlour, holding a ladle dripping with tomato sauce in a threatening manner. What did she do? All she did was walk into the pizza shop and she was abruptly told to get and held at spoon-point. Um..okay. Gulping she began to back away slowly…when the pot bellied, bald chef, began laughing heartily, tears brimming in his eyes.

“I ish sorry Miss Reira, I just always wanted to say that to a mafia member!!”

He was kidding right. Reira just smiled and nodded. She was not a mafia member. Okay, well maybe she was but not by choice. She was born into a family that just so happened to be mafia warlords. It wasn’t her fault. But she still loved it.

“I don’t think I’m hungry anymore so..bye Chef!”
“Oooh okay now,” he said boisterously. “You come back again. Mischa be here earlier! Bought some pizza, she be at park now. You should see her. She has big pizza to share, eh!”
“Oh yeah…yeah,” Reira replied nodding, just really wanting to leave.

When she got her chance, the girl jolted and ran to the nearby park. She was never going back into that place again, not without Mischa at least. Cute at the chef was, she didn’t like the way he held that ladle! Turning a few corners, she was well into the depths of the park. Looking over her shoulder, she sighed in relief when she saw nothing was following her….of course nothing would be…but Reira had a rampaging imagination---”Ooof!”

Falling onto her ass, she looked up and saw, drum roll please, Mischa! The girl smiled and hugged her friend. “The Chef is so scary!” After the embrace, she noticed another girl was sitting with Mischa. She hadn’t saw her before, but she was always up for meeting new people. “Hi, I’m Reira.” Any friend of Mischa’s was a friend of Rei’s.

[Mischa Badoer]

The girl introduced herself and Mischa smiled. Then she apologized for being scared and Mischa shrugged it off. Mischa was usually the one pussying out on everything that seemed remotely creepy.

Then She had seen a girl fall before her. It was none other than Reira. And since when was that girl clumsy? Was Mischa's clumsy juice rubbing off on her or something? Sounded gross, but was it?

Reira hugged Mischa and mentioned the Chef. Blasted chef! She knew she shouldn't have told him of her epic plans of saying that line to a mafia member. How did she know he say that? Well only moments ago she told him said plan... and obviously Mischa was in the shop and she was the only mafia member he knew of.

Mischa patted the girls head and looked over at the girl.

"Yes... this is my better half, Reira... and this would be Kevala." it sounded as if her and Reira were dating...snorts.. she wished! not really..they have been friends for oh so long they were like sisters... but still.....one could dream about dating their heterosexual best friend? Could she not?

Ah well. Reira had a boyfriend and Mischa...Mischa was bound to find someone some time.

"As in... shes like my sister... We were friends for a long time..." best not to give off the wrong idea..lest she embarrass Reira. "And if you go back... tell that ass hat 'stop stealing Mischa's lines.'" Reira would probably understand Mischa knew what he had done to scare the bajesus out of her. Mischa then would hand her a slice of pizza, "Here, hun... you are obviously hungry..."

Why obvious? 'Cause quite frankly you don't go to a pizza shop and don't return with a Pizza shop. He probably scared her before she could order something.

[Kevala Badoer]

She would look to the new girl as she showed up. Okay....now there were two of them. She could handle this. Nodding in response to the girl and smiling softly. She was not used to being around girls....

Cause they usually hate her.....

Yeah, and usually they are nothing but whiny little.....

Yeah but so far these two did not seem THAT bad...

They were just.....hyper?

Yes, that was a good word to describe them.

She would continue to smile towards them both, listening to the description of their relationship...Which was......

Well she really did not need to ask as it was none of her business..Especially since she currently had her eye on a little piece of Katsuri's toys...hehe...

But that was beside the point. She would continue to watch them. Noting it must be nice to have friends like that..But Kev was not one to make friends. Most people were just....people she knew of...not people she knew. It was probably better that way. Most would turn on her in a heartbeat if they knew of her condition.....And not the one currently growing in her abdomen...Heh..

She really did not know what to say at this point. Having already been introduced. But she still would say something. Seeing that it was only right.

Hello...Nice to meet you.

[Katsuri Katashi]

Oh noes! An eight foot gorilla escaped from the zoo! RUN! Oh wait.. It was just Katsuri. He was dressed in a more toned down class of clothing today, being that he did not have all of his weird getup. The only thing of that extensive arsenal he had was that Kevlar vest hanging from his torso, conformed perfectly to his body, and layered with those metal plates that had him looking roughly like he was getting ready to drop into a warzone, not to walk around town. Still. When you were him, and dealt with family that was trained to shoot for the center of mass, you'd be glad you had the vest on, even if the thing weighed as much as a boulder.

He did not notice much at first, only heard Kevalas voice, and what sounded like several other females. This took a moment to register, and he realized he knew one of the other voices as well. His brow cocked and he would have been seen walking towards the group, one goal in mind, get involved.. ya know, since he figured Kevala was his and all that jazz.

"Yoo. Kev." He said this with a little bit of a smile on his face, even though it looked to be out of place on that behemoth. His tone was deep, but somehow soft and soothing at the same time, not intended to frighten them being the most obvious trait. He stopped a few feet away, glancing at Reira and offering a smile to her as well. "Reira as well eh? Making more friends are you Kev?"

[Reira DeMorvick]

Reira just sat on the bench beside Mischa, allowing the girl to introduce herself for her. She even went so far as to tell Kevala their relationship with one another. Which was perfectly fine with her, it was just odd. It seemed like Mischa was pretty good friends with the dark haired girl to be talking so casually with her. But enough on that, Reira was too focused on her pizza to really talk. Mm, so damn good. Maybe she would make a visit there again…when she felt she had the balls to face Chef Luigi.

“Will do,” she said, answering Mischa’s request about telling the Chef not to steal her lines. Looks like she was going back there after all. Yay? Joy? Um, okay. She was almost done her pizza when she abruptly stopped chewing. Something was blocking the sunlight. Oh wait, it was just Katsuri! Why did that giant always block her light? Thinking back to the day at the art class she immediately wished she hadn’t. Hopefully there was no hard feelings there. Reira decided she just needed to PMS that day. Besides, Katsuri wasn’t all that bad. He was actually sort of nice.

“Heya Katsuri,” she said, returning his smile. The man had an interesting choice of attire today. “What brings you here? Pizza?” She offered him a slice from the box. It appeared to her that Kev and Kat were rather well acquainted with one another, judging the by the way they greeted one another. Or Reira was just crazy and totally not getting anything. “This is my best friend Mischa by the way. Mischa, Katsuri. There we go, introductions all done.” Reira was a person that never liked introductions. She just liked to hurry up and get to the middle.

[Mischa Badoer]

Reira ate at the pizza as did Mischa with a second slice. At least it had more time to cool. That and the sun wasn't warming it up anymore...Wait, was there a cloud? She looked up to see it was not a cloud. D= it was a big man. Big..Man.

Mischa swallowed (that's what she said) her pizza. Now.. that was fricken scary to the max. Kicken vest though. Know why? The Punisher kicks some serious ass! Which reminded Mischa to go home and read some... after she makes some new palsies. It sucked having Reira as her only friend. It didn't, but hey...Mischa didn't feel like being a lame ass loner every single day of her lamey lame life!

Holy fuck that was a lot of L words.

HEHE

Any way...

Mischa held out her hand to the giant guy that Reira seemed to know. Damn her and her able to make friendsness!

"Hello. You....Are a giant! And.....That vest isn't helping... so to say the least... the intensity of your very presence bombards me." oh her and her bluntness. She would never mean them in hateful words... but she just usually never thought about her sentences before she actually speaks them. "Were you on your way to go kick the Russian's ass?"

[Kevala Badoer]

She would look up to that oh so familiar voice, sighing softly as she pushed herself up and moved over to him. Her small form pressing against his own lightly. Just enough to show her affections toward him as she smiled up at him. Those icy hues shimmering in the light of the sun.

I suppose you could say I am making friends. I am not used to such, but, it is a nice change.

She would then turn back to the two girls, her back pressing against his front as she nuzzled her head back into him. Too tired today for much else. Not to mention the whole getting up thing had made her little head spin. Yeah, she soooo would be glad when the early stages were over and she could actually move around again without feeling like she had too much to drink.

But anyways....she fell silent now, letting them speak as she watched. She was usually talkative..but thanks to the burns on her neck and the whole baby thing, she was in a bit of a daze lately. Hopefully she would snap out of it soon enough.

[Katsuri Katashi]

Well. Lets see. The person whom seemed to belong to Reira in a way, was a little off, but it was in an adorable sort of way that had the big man smiling as she talked. Her sense of humor was not lost on him either. "Punisher. Fits the reason I have this vest on quite well actually. Gotta keep it on at all times, never know when my family is going to try a cowards act and pull a drive by. " Of course. The question that you needed to ask, was what would these girls do with that out in the open now?

He did not address the genetic defect that had him as big as he was, he just flashed a grin and leaned in slightly. "Mm. Yea, but the bigger they are, the harder it is for you ladies to walk straight the week after right?" Sexual jokes for the win. Seriously. There was a mental snicker and he would have fallen back into his old stance, being that he had come to his upright standing position, looking between the three of them, and to Reira who offered him a slice of pizza.

A smile and he would have taken it, bringing it up to his lips and causing the obviously small in comparison piece to disappear like a pizza bite. His arm was wiped over his lips after, licking away a piece of cheese that persisted even after the assault of his forearm, letting it fade away deep into his gullet like its far larger brother had after being devoured. A kiss to Kevalas cheek after would have shown the relationship between the two, and of course, taking into account the introduction his arm would have raised.

Hand offered out to Mischa, he would have waited for her to take it, and bowed that massive body of his down with the flexibility of a gymnast and placed a kiss to the back of it before he rose yet again. "Mm. It is nice to meet you Mischa. As for the Russians? Nah. I kicked the crud out of those guys when they tried invading my neighborhood."

[Mischa Badoer]

What he said about the vest made her brow perk. She had a gun in her guitar case, but she didn't bring a bullet proof vest... maybe she should start thinking about getting one of those.

Mischa then snorted at the sex joke... she didn't know if she was supposed to get it, but she did. Her mind was in the gutter a lot. Which then lead her to watch as the giant took a bite out of the pizza and it was gone. Now.. he has a mouth like a hoover.

Would be great if he were gay. *eternal laugh*

Though he kissed the girls cheek... so mehbay not. Man... What would it be like with that guy in bed. HMMMM What would be a good comparison. Well, she couldn't, it was too much of a difference.

He reached for her and and she handed it to him. Though watching him bend like that was comedic... another funny gay joke in mind. And of course she laughed when he mentioned The Russians.

"Come on now. I would expect that if someone would be wearing a Punisher vest...They would know that The Russian was an assassin hired by Ma Gnucci to kill Frank." Mischa would say with an innocent smile. "I'm not talking about Random Russians.... you failed at making my joke any more funny... and made me seem totally nerdy.." Maybe cause she was a nerd? She laughed though... Mischa wasn't trying to show him up or anything.

Her+Marvel=Babies.....'cause Babies=result of sex.... if you didn't catch that.