Description: When Naerose comes a knocking, Choi comes a walking! When she wants the food, will Choi fight? Or just feed her horrible rice cakes? Now with 50% more social gratifications!
The struggle was a good one, worth it in every way. She, the one person who felt she could do what needed to be done, to save .. the N's. Yes, the N's. For it was the organization that feed the hungry N. FTHN. She expressed it so well, how they were starving and how it was so very important. People were looking at her like she was their usual crazy door to door person trying to take their money. What they also knew was she is dressed like a witch, in red. Which she is. Still, for some reason.. Naerose actually has thus far received some donations.
*Knock Knock* the next door.
Choi halts his wild dancing. A knock. Who could it be? Leaping from the bed, he turns off the pumping Korean pop songs, and immediately changes the channel to sports. Could it be Hotaru? Choi looks down, inspecting his heart-mottled boxers. The girl probably wouldn't have a problem. Heck, she has seen much less on Choi before!
Pushing through the bedroom, the little man reaches the door... then stops. He looks down at his ankle, the tight bracelet pinching almost to the bone. It flashes orange.Choi looks over at the door knob.Edging slowly towards it, he gingerly grips it... and cracks it open slightly. "Yeah? Who is it?"
And the little man's jaw falls right to the floor.
The opening jaw, no I mean the door, she notices the door but not the jaw, because there is a purpose to this, there is a sale she needs to make.
"Hi!" Exclaims the witch and then goes on to say, without waiting for a reply,
"My name is Naerose and I'm here to tell you, do yo uknow how much hunger is in the world? We at the FTHN organization know that there is a lot of hunger in the world and hope to solve some of that hunger by accepting donations to feed the starving. Would you please be so kind... as to give a donation to help feed these starving people?"
The witch holds out her hand, with that biiiig smile.
Yeah, most people probably just gave her money so she'd go away.
Choi finally shuts his mouth. Her. The vicious red head. The Korean remembered her very clearly. Drove away his libido. Attacked him with boxes. Then helped him! Then beat him into the ground. The little man was frightened indeed.
He didn't make any suddenly movements. Yeah, most people would give her money. Some might even give her food. But Choi... Choi knew she was up to something. Without cracking or closing the door anymore, the little man glared back at her. "Hey. What is this FTHN?"
She doesn't miss a beat. The sorceress in red continues on, pitching her pitch.
"Feed The Hunger." There is a smile on her face, but she leaves the last word out. Actually people might wonder, what were you thinking even including that last word? Doesn't it hopelessly make your life in this situation harder? If it was feed the hungry children or feed the hungry, well who knows. . . Anything. Still, she had to do the with the Nnnn sound.
Naerose. But she doesn't say it.
Choi glares even harder at the girl. "NNNNNnnnn? Feed The Hunger... Now?" The Korean raised his eyebrows. Had this little girl actually turned a page? Was she one of those good-doers that were so sickening?
The little man cracked the door open a little more. "Well.. uh. What kind of food do you take? I mean, you have rules, don't you?" Choi made a note to get rid of all the crappy food Jiro had. Choi had been sore ever since Jiro got the twisted idea of buying rice cakes as an afternoon snack. Yes. Rice Cakes would be good for the poor.
"Ah .. Rules?" Puzzles the witch while accepting the more opened door by stepping a little closer. Yes this was a mistake, you never invite blood sucking vampires or food devouring Naerose' into your house. Luckily Choi came up with a good word for N.
"Well you know with rules and feeding the poor .. you don't want to have rules, you just take whatever you can, you know what they say abuot beggars and choosers, right?" The witch gives a biiiiig smile.
Choi backed up a bit, adjusting his shades. He didn't like people who smiled a lot. Even girls. He sniffs the air sharply. Speaking of beggars. "Well, yeah. I guess. I got a bunch of rice cakes. You like rice cakes, right?" The little man cracks the door open wider, looking over at the pantry.
Somewhere there was a wild life guide, only one specializing in red witches and they were staring, here was a Naerose, poised. She was ready to pounce on an opened door, go straight to the pantry and... There would be nothing left. What would Choi tell Jiro. That .. was.. not.. Nae-nae's.. problem.
"Yeah, rice cakes are good, they um, are very healthy (tasteless) for the N." She already forgot the n being now and turned it into a noun again as initially intended. Silly Naerose.
Choi didn't really think much of what Jiro would do to him. That wasn't a strong trait of Choi, honestly. He only thought about what Jiro was going to do... after he had done it. The only bit of cleverness he had was on the subject of Naerose's status. He bet that she was stealing food. And her gaffe... only made him more suspect. So the little man did the only thing he considered wise.
He opened the door wide.
"Well, then! Come on in! You can help yourself... to all the ricecakes you can carry!" The little man moved aside, letting the witch into the Pit of Jiro.
This ... was... Tooo.. good. But far be it Naerose to question a good thing. She goes straight to the pantry, moving past Choi as if he just opened the rode to El Dorado.
"This is so nice of you. I will.. Gladly take what I can for the FTHN. Thank you thank you thank you thank you -muff"
The last bit is cause she tries a rice cake before starting to tuck them away.
"I have to check them for you know, safety. This is great, oh hey is that pocky?" IT migth be, it might not be, she's still reaching for it to put into her hat, where she is stuffing anything she can get her hands on. Pandoras box?
Choi lets her rush by. The witch had taken the bait. Yes. She would take all the food she could handle. But as Choi followed the young woman, he brought his hands together, a twisted look over his eyes. "Help yourself, for the good of the... hungry. We don't need all this..."
"...Health food, anyways."
Pocky? No. Thin, crispy breadsticks. Cans upon cans of various vegetables... but of the most vile kind. Brussel Sprouts. Asparagus. Even Spinach. Great slabs of dried miso and tofu is scattered about. The only thing remotely unhealthy are the blocks of dried noodles... and spices. Tasteless food all over... and all for Naerose.
The truth was Naerose did not prefer the sort of food one calls health food. But this was special health food, it was free, free is special. The witch eats.. er takes it all, to probably eat later. Anyway, it is about this time that the witch wants to leave. She starts wandering toward the door in attempt to leave.
"Well thanks, I need to go.. so.. see ya."
Choi grins at the girl. Yes. He donated food for a good cause. Staring warmly, he moves to the door, leaving it wide open but ready to slam it when the witch left. Eyeing the young lady, he just watches. "Don't think of it all... Naerose." The Korean makes sure that last word cuts. "Just enjoy that food... M'kay?"
And the little man just keeps grinning.
This should frighten her, but.. She just runs for it anyway and therefore.. Well I mean she already got what she came for right? But still, she's totally like.
"What a weird fella, but he sure was nice." Naerose says to herself. He let her empty out the whole place practically. Wow crazy. The witch actually decies to go home. After all there isn't much more to fit in her hat. But Jiro.. he's going to have quite a surprise when he comes home.
Log created on 21:16:21 09/04/2008 by Choi, and last modified on 23:47:48 09/04/2008.