May'n'Hay's Cannibalism Chat-Play

[hayy]

Hay:
-walking out of the store and heading towards her beaten truck, which she uses specifically for....transportation...purposes-
Great! What sort of clothes do you like? And how hard of a pillow? And food? Do you like to garden? What about toys? And games
-slows down, realizing she's probably been speaking in a bit of a rapid-fire-

[May]

-looks a bit dubious about the truck, but shrugs it off and tries to start answering Hay's questions-
Really any simple, comfortable clothes would be fine, but I've never really had a pillow, or toys or games, or gardened, or...

ooc//What if when I'm looking away, you start basically sizing me up and mutter something about me looking a little stringy or something. O:

[hayy]

ooc:
Hmm...I was thinking more on the lines of me looking greedy when you're stuffing yourself?

bic:
Okay...well, we can always decide while we are at the store
-unlocks the truck-
Do you want to ride in the front or the backseat?
-indicates respective areas-

ooc;
lengthfail

[May]

ooc// You could do both! In the truck you could mutter about me looking stringy and when I'm stuffing myself you can look greedy.

bic// -nods-
Sure.
-thinks-
Uh... I'll just ride in the back, if that's okay.

ooc// I fail. D:
But then again, it doesn't really matter. This IS a chatplay, after all. xD

[hayy]

No problem! You like your windows open?
-places the cage in the middle of the seat bench and starts to fasten seat belts around it-
My home isn't too far from here, but we don't want to take any risks. You're quite a thin little thing, aren't you? Did they treat you well in the shop?
-maintains a conversational tone until turning around, and, when out of earshot, muttering-
"way to stringy...they must've fed her bread'n'water!

[May]

-looks down at her tattered clothes-
No thanks. I'd like the windows closed.
And I guess I'm a little thin. They didn't really treat me that well.
-tilts her head to the side-
What was that?

[hayy]

-smiles easily-
Just me going on about the evils of the world...I'm sorry you had a rough time.
-rolls up the windows-
ooc:
-flies off to dinner-

[May]

-smiles awkwardly-
It's okay.
-falls asleep, curled up in her cage-

[hayy]

'ooc:
Uhhh...now what do I do?

'bic:
-drives home and parks, then takes May (still in her cage) gently out so that she doesn't awaken and sets her in a carpeted, wallpapered room with a few small, high windows and a bunch of comfy look furniture. She opens the cage quietly, then leaves the room, the clicks of locks sounding behind her-

[May]

ooc// Hmm, you could go into the other room and start scheaming(sp?). O:

bic// -wakes with a start and looks around her-
Huh? Where am I?
-remembers everything that happened and relaxes-
Oh, right.
-starts exploring the room, noting the windows-
Ah, well. If I need to, I'll find some way out.