Alda was on her way out of the crew(her 'code name' for the hálfraesir)'s favorite pizza place with a stack of freshly baked pies when she heard the cry from a nearby alley.
" If any God is listening right now, please for the love of mighty help!"
She looked over toward the alley, to the stack of pizza in her arms, and finally up to the sky.
Seriously, Loki? This couldn't have waited until after I got these back home?
She tucked three boxes under each arm and took off into the alley where the scream had come from. In there was... a boy, and a couple of the monsters that seemed to come up every time she had a moment to relax.
And they never come when I've got my bow. Not that it matters, but I really hate having to prove how cool I am.
She set the pizzas down beside her, holding one of them in her hand. She gave a whistle, getting the attention of the monsters... and then sent the pizza spinning into the face of the one on top of Einar.
"Special delivery, bitch. Come at me!"