Adult Store =\= Sanctuary

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Character(s): Ford, Faye, Ein
Content: Ford can't talk himself out of this one and needs bailing out
Setting: Estale a Cereja
Time: Afternoon
Warnings: Mostly cloudy with a 95% chance of sleaze


Ford had laid his somewhat inappropriate makeshift weapon aside, assuming he would be safe at least temporarily, and was typing away at his journal furiously. This really wasn't fair, Ford grumbled mentally, either he was bored absolutely senseless or running for his life ever since the Vogons blew up Earth the first time. He wanted a beach. A lovely pink beach with emerald green waters... and ladies! His eyes wandered around the room sneakily, appreciating the... merchandise, when suddenly the creature that had attacked him earlier came hurtling back into the store, colliding with Ford, knocking him and his journal to the ground.

I had better get a new one of those for free if that thing's broken, he thought as he scrambled up to his feet. As the creature made another lunge for him, Ford dived for his weapon, snatching it up off the floor, narrowly dodging the next swipe.

"Ha!" he cried and thrust the artificial phallus toward the creature like a sword. In actuality, the only swordplay he knew came from an acting class he had taken on Earth in an attempt to reinforce his identity as a struggling actor (and to pick up girls). The creature swiped. Ford managed to block. It swiped again, and again Ford parried. He was feeling quite proud of himself, but he could only keep it up for so long.

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Ein was quickly learning that his stamina wasn't nearly what it was as a canine. He had been running pretty much all day, ever since the first of those strange things had attacked him. It was all he could do to stay close to Faye, his instinct to flee, flee, flee in any direction as long as it was far away so strong.

His breath ragged, Ein stumbled down the street, eyes darting back and forth frantically as he searched for a place to hide. All rational thought was gone, replaced by the basest animal instinct: run, hide, run, hide, stay alive. Perhaps if Ein were a bigger dog he would be more inclined to fight the strange creatures that smelled like nothing even though it's impossible to smell like nothing after all even "nothing" smells like something and he tried to explain the problem to Faye but she wasn't listening and oh God here comes another one!!!

With a frightened yelp, Ein stumbled and fell as one of the things stretched out its arm to impossible lengths in an attempt to catch him. He immediately sprang back to his feet and ran blindly for the nearest hiding place - a store that happened to have an open door. Without even looking behind to see where Faye was, Ein darted into the shop and made it about ten feet before slipping on the smooth floor and falling heavily on his side. Fortunately, he happened to fall near a rack of clothes remarkably similar to Faye's, and he quickly crawled beneath it.