GET OUT THE TRUCK, BRO. [Toris]

[{ Ahrima]

Ahrima
I often think it's nothing but a coffin.
Gotta get wreck 'till our necks never swing on a rope.

Ahrima flew down the narrow streets of the city, through all the alleyways that he knew so well, headed straight for his little shop that was actually not so little. Of course, he knew the way there from anywhere. But it was usually pretty hard to find for others. But he had to get there as fast as his legs would take him. His yellow-blonde hair was pushed back because of air resistance as he ran. He was breathing heavily because of the workout, but there was an impossibly large grin on his face. He'd found something that he just had to go and pick at. Only problem was, that thing was a considerable distance away. No worries, he had a plan.

The werewolf rounded the corner of the alleyway leading to his shop and hit the door with a thud, though pushing it open at the same time. The little silver bells that were tied to the top of the door almost fell off, and were ringing loudly with their displeasure of being almost hit against the ceiling. As he had expected, Ahrima saw the other werewolf that worked at the shop standing at the counter. He knew he'd probably startled the poor guy. Ahrima had hired Toris a while back, just because he took pity on him, and being the nice little werewolf that he was, he gave the other man a place to be. And it was pretty interesting, spending time with Ahrima. It had to be. The werewolf ran right up to the counter and said in a voice that was certainly not an inside voice, "DUDE."

A gloved hand was placed on Toris's shoulder briefly. "DUDE. Have I got something for us to do!" Ahrima's voice was loud and excited. He was going to have to drag the other man out to get the old truck. "You will NEVER GUESS what I found~!" The truck that hadn't been used since Ahrima got to this place. But it was needed today. He hoped it still worked well enough. Because they were going to need one to carry all the stuff Ahrima had in mind back to the shop. He was going to be a millionaire.

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[[-BUT WE CAN SING IN SPITE OF THAT
AND THIS IS THE REAL TRUTH-]]

Toris stood quietly at the counter, looking, almost staring, out the front window of Ahrima's shop with his dull blue eyes. The silence of the shop and the calm of the area he could see outside almost made him nervous; he was used to a lot of noise and movement around him. There wasn't much complaining for him to do, though. He was lucky to have his job in the first place. He averted his gaze from the window, and looked to the shelves toward the back of the shop. He had already gotten everything that was needed done as quickly as possible, while still managing to keep things neat, expecting there to be more for him to have to do. He made a mental note never to do that again.

Just as Laurie started to feel he could fall asleep where he stood, the silence was broken. There was a loud thud at the door, and before Toris could do anything to defend himself from the robber he thought it was, the door flew open, nearly knocking its silver bells into the ceiling. Toris could feel his heart pounding as his quickly backed up, almost tripped backward, and stood with his hands out in front of him, his fingers acting as "claws", in an attempt to look more intimidating. He blinked, and let his arms fall to his sides, as he saw it was merely his employer, Ahrima, and not someone trying to rob the store. He stepped back up to the counter, which he soon realized wasn't his bast idea, for he was not prepared for his obviously excited boss to run to the counter, yelling to him, "DUDE.".

Before Laurie had time to answer the excited werewolf, there was a hand on his shoulder. "DUDE. Have I got something for us to do!" Toris' thougths about what was going on were contradicting; he was a bit excited that there was now something for him to do, but at the same time, his boss' excessive enthusiasm made him nervous. "You'll NEVER GUESS what I found~!" That did it. Toris no longer wanted to know what was going on, and certainly didn't want any part in it.

"Well- I...," there wasn't really anything Laurie could say in response; there was no way in hell he could guess what it was Ahrima had found. He didn't have much time to respond, either. He would have been dragged over the counter if he hadn't maneuvered around it. With his arm now firmly in Ahrima's possession, Toris reluctantly followed him to the back of the shop, to what seemed to be just a wall. Ahrima released Toris' arm to clear the various things and items from in front of the wall, revealing a door that had not been opened in quite a while. After the door was forcefully jerked open, the two entered a dusty garage. In the center of the garage was a large object covered by a tarp. Toris had no idea what was going on or what he'd gotten himself into, but he was sure he wouldn't like it.

[{ Ahrima]

Ahrima
I often think it's nothing but a coffin.
Gotta get wreck 'till our necks never swing on a rope.

Ahrima waited for a reaction from the other werewolf, but perhaps not enough, because he seemed to interrupt poor Toris by dragging him through the little pushy-door thing to the side of the counter. He had a firm grip of the brunette's arm. "Just wait until you see what's in here." Ahrima's deep grey eyes glittered with a flame of excitement before he dragged Laurie over to the door in the back room of the store, having to move some things out of the way to actually open it. This was the back garage, where he kept all the things he knew he wouldn't have to use often at all. It hadn't been opened in almost two years. And he hadn't used the truck in even more. Ahrima flipped on a lightswitch next to the door.

In the middle of the garage sat the truck, although it had a tarp over it. The blonde werewolf walked over to it, smiling all the way. He turned back to flash a grin at Toris. "What I've found is gigantic, and it's going to take a lot of work to haul it all back here. Drastic times call for drastic measures~" he said before turning and tugging the tarp quickly off of the vehicle underneath. There stood an obnoxiously lime green four-door truck with an extended bed in all its glory. Ahrima looked back to Toris, raising his hands and gesturing toward the truck in a 'ta-da~' manner. He suddenly got a serious expression on his face, and pointed to the sky with one hand, putting the other on his hip. "Gather the weapons!" he demanded, then burst out laughing and started going through a pile of junk to his left.

He scurried around the garage, the back room, and spent some time in the main shop itself until he was satisfied with the equipment he had. A paint scraper, a crowbar, a pair of pliars, a chainsaw (he made sure it worked first, scaring Laurie nearly to death), his trusty flame torch, a welding mask, a box of glass corked bottles, a skinning knife, a hand saw, a small bottle of formaldahyde, a roll of memory foam, and some duct tape. When he had piled all of this into the back seat of the truck, he looked around, thinking and making sure he had everything he needed. Once satisfied, he climbed into the driver's seat. "C'mon, Laurie, we're goin' for a ride!" He clicked a button that was fastened to the ceiling of the car, and the garage door began to open. Once Toris was safely in the passenger's side (and had his seatbelt securely buckled), Ahrima jabbed the key into the ignition, and started the engine.

"Listen to that baby purr!" he said to the werewolf beside him, having to yell over the roar of the engine that hadn't been used in nearly ten years. He patted the dashboard. "I haven't abandoned ya, girl!" Ahrima stepped on the gas pedal, and out they went. The windows were rolled down almost immediately after they got out of the garage and into the back alleyway, and Ahrima stuck his head partially out of his, hollering as though he were on a roller coaster. He was having the time of his life. Toris, he could guess, was having a slightly less amount of fun.

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[[-BUT WE CAN SING IN SPITE OF THAT
AND THIS IS THE REAL TRUTH-]]

With a confused, concerned look on his face, Toris stared at the large, trap-covered object in the center of the now lit garage. His focus was broken when Ahrima turned to him and smiled. "What I've found is gigantic, and it's going to take a lot of work to haul it all back here. Drastic times call for drastic measures~" Laurie shivered a bit, "Drastic measures?" Ahrima turned and with a quick tug on the tarp, he revealed a bright lime green truck. Toris had to squint to protect his eyes from the vehicle's obnoxious color. "Gather the weapons!" Laurie looked from the blinding truck to Ahrima, who was pointing at the sky in a militaristic pose. After laughing at himself, the blonde werewolf went rooting through a pile of his things.

Toris' blue eyes followed his boss around the garage, out to the main shop, and around the back room. He was almost too fast to keep track of. He finally came up with a collection of various items he "needed" for the trip. Ahrima placed the items in the back of the truck, but not before testing a few of them first. Laurie wasn't paying him much attention; he was looking around the unfamiliar room at things that hadn't been touched in year. Suddenly, Toris found himself up against the wall, frightened by the vicious growl of a chainsaw. He quickly stepped forward from the wall, embarrassed that he let his own fear make a fool of him for the second time within a period of less than twenty minutes.

After loading all of his things into the back seat of the truck, Ahrima happily hopped into the driver's seat. "C'mon, Laurie, we're goin' for a ride!" he said. This was the first time he's addressed Toris as "Laurie". Startled, Toris glanced to the garage door as it opened. Very reluctantly, he sat himself in the passenger seat of the brightly colored truck, and fastened his seat belt as tightly as possible without hurting himself. Ahrima stabbed the key into the ignition and turned it, starting the engine and causing it to let out a loud roar. Toris would have jumped if he hadn't fastened the seat belt as tightly as he did. It was so loud, his boss had to yell in order for Laurie to here what he was saying. Out the open garage door they went. To where, Toris was not sure he'd find out until they got there.

Once in the alleyway, Ahrima stuck his head out the driver's seat window, mouth wide open and yelling excitedly. Toris looked at him with the utmost concern. He spoke up, and requested nervously, "Please, put your head back in the window, sir!" He wasn't sure his boss heard him, Ahrima seemed to be having too much fun to pay attention to the anxious werewolf sitting in the seat next to him. Toris fidgeted in his seat a bit before looking away from Ahrima and out the front window of the truck. He tried to take his mind off of the werewolf hanging out the window by thinking about the things that were put into the back seat, attempting to figure out what it was Ahrima had found. He gave up quickly; he couldn't think of a way those items went together at all.

[{ Ahrima]

but i will hold on hope
and i won't let you choke on the noose around your neck

Ahrima drove through the back alleyways of the city that he knew so well, careful not to run into any crowds of humans that might be wandering on the main roads. If they saw that someone had a vehicle (which were generally frowned upon in the city, some larger vehicles banned), they might get to thinking things. . . And that was really the last thing that Ahrima wanted. Please, put your head back in the window, sir! The blonde werewolf glanced over to the brunette in the seat next to him before sitting in his seat entirely again. "Fine, fine." he said, knowing that Toris had a tendency to be anxious about his rash ways. "But you have no idea what I found. It's going to be so awesome!" Ahrima exclaimed with a wide grin on his face.

"You won't believe it until you see it, but I found a hydra. A dead one!" Ahrima laughed, and it was more high-pitched than a usual laugh, because of his excitement. "We are going to have so much awesome supplies from this thing, you have no idea!" Ahrima was looking at Laurie next to him as he was talking, and didn't notice a sharp turn coming up until he glanced at the road. He swerved, causing all the stuff in the back seat to shift to one side. "Oops." Ahrima looked at Toris apologetically. Maybe he should keep his eyes on the road.

Soon enough, they were out of the actual city parts and driving through the suburbs. Here, they could be more lenient with which roadway they chose, because no inhumans really cared if another inhuman had a vehicle. It was only the humans that you had to worry about. After Ahrima had waved to a few friends that were randomly walking on the sidewalks of the streets that the green truck was rattling through, they passed into the rural areas of Felaria. About halfway down the road to the farms, Ahrima took a sharp turn onto the rougher terrain of the grass and into the trees. "Don't worry," he told Laurie, "I know where I'm going."

They had ventured back to where the trees turned dark and Ahrima had to slow down so that he could maneuver the truck around them. Suddenly, he stopped and switched the car off, taking the keys out of the ignition. "We're here." he said with another one of those grins on his face. He was excited to get started on his newfound project. He dropped himself out of the high truck seat, and opened the door to the back seat. He pointed over to where the other werewolf was. "Can you get the stuff on that side?" he asked before grabbing as much of the equipment (if it could even be called that) in his arms and carrying it onward.

They only had to step around a couple of trees with the supplies in their hands before they could see it, just laying out there in front of them. A near-giant hydra, complete with five heads. Its scales were sparkly blue-green, and its tail was split into two halfway down. "Beautiful, isn't it?" Ahrima asked, setting his stuff down next to one of the hydra's heads. "Let's get started, shall we?"

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[[-BUT WE CAN SING IN SPITE OF THAT
AND THIS IS THE REAL TRUTH-]]

"Fine, fine." Toris perked up, almost startled. He nervously glanced over at Ahrima as he sat down in the driver's seat, and he breathed a sigh of relief. However, this relief was only temporary. "But you have no idea what I found. It's going to be so awesome! No matter how enthusiastic Ahrima sounded, Toris did not like the sound of that at all. He was positive that he really didn't have an idea what his boss had found. "I'm sure I don't, sir..." He chuckled nervously, thinking out loud. He looked to Ahrima, who was grinning ear to ear, and then out the passenger side window at the ground the bright green truck was driving on. He tired to distract himself from where the he was headed.

Laurie's focus on the ground was broken by a frightening statement followed by an unusually high-pitch laugh. "You won't believe it until you see it, but I found a hydra. A dead one!" Toris would've jumped out of the truck if he could, and he wanted to. "A-A what?" his voice quavered a bit. He'd been told about hydras; gigantic, vicious dragons with multiple heads. At least this one was dead, but that didn't add much to Laurie's sense of security about the situation. "We are going to have so much awesome supplies from this thing, you have no idea!" Could that be what all the things Ahrima brought was for? That was what Toris concluded, and he was satisfied to have finally figured it out, until he thought about it, and decided he took much to long.

Suddenly, Toris hit against the passenger side door. He'd put his hands out in front to prevent him from hurting himself to badly, but that didn't protect his head from hitting against the glass. "Oops" He heard from his left as he pushed away from the car door. He looked over to Ahrima, who gave him an apologetic look and then focused on the road ahead. Laurie forgave him without even thinking. Soon after, the two werewolves in the green truck were out of the city and into the suburbs. Ahrima waved to a few passing friends, and continued driving until the truck rolled through to a rural area. Ahrima turned into some trees assuring Laurie that he knew where he was going.

Toris was very tense as his boss swerved the truck around the trees, somehow avoiding hitting them. Laurie closed his eyes tightly a few times, expecting the "damn green" truck to run into a tree, and he eventually decided to keep them closed until the got to wherever they were going. Toris heard the truck's engine silence. He opened his eyes and looked over to see Ahrima hop out of his seat and rush excitedly to the back seat door to retrieve as much of his things as he could hold. Laurie quickly got out of the truck and to the back seat door on his own side, just before his boss asked him to get the rest of the things from inside.

The two passed by a few trees before Toris almost dropped the things he was carrying. Right there in front of them was a gigantic, blue-green, five-headed hydra. Ahrima set his things on the ground in front of one of the hydra's five heads."Beautiful, isn't it?" he said. Laurie cautiously approached the head closest to him and place his things on the dirt-covered ground. "Let's get started, shall we?"

"S-Started?" Laurie asked, "With what?" He looked all the way down the hydra to the end of it's split tail. He then looked down at the things in front of him, and the at the things in front of Ahrima, and then back at the hydra. "H-How long do you suppose it's been here?" Laurie asked, his voice still shaking a bit. The hydra looked "fresh", it's scales were still sparkling in the rays of sunlight that managed to work their way through the trees. "And...," Toris continued. "How do you think it ended up here?"