Circe calls Sonnie Wu to make an offer of sorts, some mundane prototyping.
Ring ring ring.
Circe calls Sonnie Wu to make an offer of sorts, some mundane prototyping.
Ring ring ring.
After a few rings, the simian Beast answers.
At first her voice is faint, as though she's holding her smartphone away from her face. "No, Fugly! Leave that alone! We'll go for walkies later!"
The volume changes as she speaks properly into the phone, "Helloooo? Sonja of House Wu speaking."
Circe's ears perk up at the sound of the puppy's name, but quickly she makes a fist. Focus.
"Heyo! It's Circe of, uh," she curses, "Fanculo no surname, uh," she smiles, "Oh! Of Summer bitches. Any how," Circe re-focuses, "I've cut some material on hand that might be good, flexible padding, fer that parking thing ya do. I'd hafta fit ya fer it but are ya interested. Did ya want ta swing by fer a lookie at the stuff?"
"Hm, the House of Summer Bitches? Sounds like a period piece porno," she mused.
"Anyway, uh, parking? I don't have a car. I'm a delivery girl, not a valet." Wait for it. "Oh, you mean parkour? Like... you wanna make me a running suit or something?" She was quiet as she thought a moment, "I dunno, but I guess it wouldn't hurt to look. Where at?"
Circe's jaw drops then she smiles, "Probably is Sonny, it probably is."
"Sort of. More impact absorption then sweat suit. Just need ta know if its is, like, flexible enough ta work." she then starts talking faster, "Probably needs breaking in for flexibility, anyway ya can stop by my Hollow. I even got the old forge working. Probably. Certainly. Definitely no longer a fire hazard."
"Oh, wow! Inviting me to your Hollow? That's quite trusting of you! I'm flattered!" The Beast laughed into the phone.
"Okay! I'm too curious not to come! Just tell me where to go and I'll be there after I take care of Fugly!" The dog could be heard barking in the background.
"Well if ya can't trust somebody whose seen ya nakid, yer probably a nymphomaniac," the Fairest cheerfully laughs back. Then pouts, "On the one hand, no puppy, on the other I'd not want him in the Hedge without lots of magic protection fer him. Okay," she nods to no one, "Here is where ya go ___. And ta trick the Gate ya do the hokey pokey."
A pause, "Kidding! I'll be waiting fer you at the door."
Transition or new scene? Kinda private at a Hollow and all.
"Hm, true dat." She nodded, even though nodding did not translate through phone lines. "Yeah, Fugs will be happy here at home. He'll have the TV on and his favorite chewies!" She listened a moment, "Okay, I know where that is. Be there soon!"
"Aw, I was looking forward to the hokey pokey," she laughed.
I think a new scene is proper.
"I'll see ya soon. Arrivederci!" She hung up and started prepping her Hollow for the visit.