Post by Alora on Oct 5, 2008 2:16:02 GMT -8
Alora walked into the management office with her huge wolf-like dog Omen fallowing closely behind her. The black beast panted loudly as they walked in, and Alora could barely hear herself think. "Manager person!" She called out, ringing the small bell at the counter.
A Jerry soon walked up to meet her, his mustache billowing in the calm air , "How may I help you" He asked inconspicuously.
"Could I please get an apartment?" She asked. "Oh wait..." She thought for a moment before turning to her dog, "Did I bring my money with me Omen??" She asked, as if the dog could answer or understand her at all. Omen barked in reply. "OH yeah!" She clicked her fingers, remembering, "I have it right here!" She reached into the front pocket of her black dress and reached for a paperclip. She brought it to the counter and changed it into a number of hundreds- enough to get an apartment here at least. Omen growled, "Shush Omen, it's okie. The money is real!! It's the same as any other dollar bill- I'm not cheating anything!!!" She tried to defend herself, but did feel a bit guilty about it... "Would you rather I didn't have a place to stay?" Omen whimpered and got quiet.
The Jerry didn't seem to mind or care. "Thank you very much, Let me show you to our available rooms..."
"Don't I have to sign something first??" She wondered. The jerry simply handed her a form to fill out, and as they walked, Alora filled in the blanks by running her finger over the page and turning a small amount of the paper into ink.
A Jerry soon walked up to meet her, his mustache billowing in the calm air , "How may I help you" He asked inconspicuously.
"Could I please get an apartment?" She asked. "Oh wait..." She thought for a moment before turning to her dog, "Did I bring my money with me Omen??" She asked, as if the dog could answer or understand her at all. Omen barked in reply. "OH yeah!" She clicked her fingers, remembering, "I have it right here!" She reached into the front pocket of her black dress and reached for a paperclip. She brought it to the counter and changed it into a number of hundreds- enough to get an apartment here at least. Omen growled, "Shush Omen, it's okie. The money is real!! It's the same as any other dollar bill- I'm not cheating anything!!!" She tried to defend herself, but did feel a bit guilty about it... "Would you rather I didn't have a place to stay?" Omen whimpered and got quiet.
The Jerry didn't seem to mind or care. "Thank you very much, Let me show you to our available rooms..."
"Don't I have to sign something first??" She wondered. The jerry simply handed her a form to fill out, and as they walked, Alora filled in the blanks by running her finger over the page and turning a small amount of the paper into ink.