Post by Jack of Blades on Nov 21, 2006 15:09:32 GMT -5
Rosa, perhaps the most unappreciated member of Blades' menagerie, continues about her work each day unperturbed by the Bastard Clowns constant threats or the sight of a tall, black militant proclaiming his love for the toilet bowl simply because he is a 'porcelain prince.' She maintains her pragmatic approach to life despite the fantasyful plots of Blades. And yet, all she does is service the cooker, wipe the counter and brush the ceiling. Of course, over the past few weeks she has found a tiny helper to preserve her ability in such tasks. This helper's title is Jade Striker. And, now, as they sit down to eat their well deserved cheese sandwiches, it is time to evaluate the relationship that has formed between the two.)
Rosa: Ehre you go, bebe. So, how are you enjoying Casa del Yack?
Jade: It's great. Jack's really nice for having me.
(Spitting at the suggestion.)Rosa: Master Yack is nice?
Jade: Yeah.
Rosa: Is that why he has Yesper crucified on the front larwn?
Jade: Mr Jack said he needed a scarecrow.
Rosa: We don't get no birds after he made me bake them and feed them to Yesper in pastree.
Jade: It's just that Jack really likes your cooking...
(Out of View.) Jack of Blades: Rosa, if you dare serve this Carnard a'la Orange with more orange than duck once more than I'm ringing deportation. Now give me a pint of my own diahorrea to wash the taste out of my mouth, you Mexican oxygen thief.
Jade: I'm sure he doesn't mean it.
Rosa: Heh, he'll get what comes to him at Sunday, yah, when your dad goes against the sangano.
Jade: Hmph! You've never had to watch your dad tap out in front of you.
Rosa: Si, but I had to see my papi do sinful things to the border patrol to get through.
Jade: Whatever, Rosa. It's just going to be Jack beating down on my 'father' until he cries. Now, I've gotta go get Jesper down from his position.
(As Jade moves away from her seat and into off-camera, Rosa watches her before rushing over to the phone, dialing and speaking to the receiver.)
Rosa: It's me, Master Skylah. Yust to say she is fine, ok, goodbyah.
Rosa: Ehre you go, bebe. So, how are you enjoying Casa del Yack?
Jade: It's great. Jack's really nice for having me.
(Spitting at the suggestion.)Rosa: Master Yack is nice?
Jade: Yeah.
Rosa: Is that why he has Yesper crucified on the front larwn?
Jade: Mr Jack said he needed a scarecrow.
Rosa: We don't get no birds after he made me bake them and feed them to Yesper in pastree.
Jade: It's just that Jack really likes your cooking...
(Out of View.) Jack of Blades: Rosa, if you dare serve this Carnard a'la Orange with more orange than duck once more than I'm ringing deportation. Now give me a pint of my own diahorrea to wash the taste out of my mouth, you Mexican oxygen thief.
Jade: I'm sure he doesn't mean it.
Rosa: Heh, he'll get what comes to him at Sunday, yah, when your dad goes against the sangano.
Jade: Hmph! You've never had to watch your dad tap out in front of you.
Rosa: Si, but I had to see my papi do sinful things to the border patrol to get through.
Jade: Whatever, Rosa. It's just going to be Jack beating down on my 'father' until he cries. Now, I've gotta go get Jesper down from his position.
(As Jade moves away from her seat and into off-camera, Rosa watches her before rushing over to the phone, dialing and speaking to the receiver.)
Rosa: It's me, Master Skylah. Yust to say she is fine, ok, goodbyah.
