Chapter 1:
"Lolli can has cheeseburger?"
âNo, Lolli,â the underpaid thermopolium worker sighed, âyou cannot has-- blah, have, cheeseburger.â
Seventh time was, unfortunately, not the charm. Sheâd get âem next time.
The chiro stepped aside to let the next customer order. The dinner crowd was already starting to form on the fringes of the Piazza del Sol, the cityâs most popular street food destination. For the typical Sol home-renter who couldnât afford a kitchen, the piazzaâs many thermopolia and popinae provided cheap, tasty food in every Wyveran cuisine. It was said you could go an entire year and not try every item on offer here. Quincenturiae was the local favourite, serving up beef burgers and honey-drizzled cheese blocks, sometimes under the same buns. No other food had ever captured her fancy quite like this combination did. She would have this mythic âcheeseburgerâ, no matter the cost.
A woman waddled up to the counter and held up two fingers. âFive isicia omentatae, please,â she said. âAnd a diet wine.â
âFor 30 bobs extra, you can get that in a superba size.â
âMmm-hmm. Superba size me.â
Lolli licked her lips as the cook set to work in the back: Scooping the patty meat out of its dolium, laying them out on the hot stone grill, and the heavenly smell and sizzle that ensued. Now char the buns, add a splash of garum, and fill the amphora of sweet passum to wash it all downâŚ
âOi, whatâre you still doing here? Shoo!â
Pesky cashier. Lolli swiped her wing at him before scuttling off into the shadows. Wasnât her fault she didnât have any concept of money. Clearly, everyone else in the city was in the wrong.
As her eyes adjusted to the dimness, Lolli realised that sheâd wandered into a popina, a small bar off from the main thoroughfare where the cityâs more⌠unsavoury citizens were prone to gather.
Gamblers and grifters rolled bones and told jokes that wouldâve made the average patricianâs ears wilt. Glasses clinked, the floor was sticky with cheap wine, and elves sang shanties in their growly native tongues. A ragged human tried to touch her tail. She smacked him with a faceful of fluff.
One of the elves at the bar flicked his ear up as Lolli approached. âBit too clean for this dive, arenât ya?â he asked.
âShut up, Luci,â his pal snapped. âWhat if sheâs Espee, huh? You tryinâ to get us busted?â
âCalm yer hackles, Caz, I havenât even brought up the slab-- oh, skorp.â
âYou dunderwhelp.â
âCheeseburger?â Lolli said.
âEhh? Cheese what-now?â
âCan I has cheeseburger, please?â
The two elves blinked at each other, then the stern-looking one, Cazierius, pulled his friend in close and started talking in hushed whispers. Lolli caught a few keywords, like âslabâ, âbuyerâ, ârunnerâ, and âtotal fluffheadâ. Actually, she could hear their entire conversation perfectly, being a chiro and all; she just didnât care enough to listen to all of it.
â...Cheeseburger? Whatâs a âburgerâ?â
âI think itâs that fad food from Quincenturiae. Beef in a bun, dumbest thing Iâve ever heardâŚâ
At last, they seemed to come to a consensus. Cazierius took the lead.
âListen, uhhâŚâ
âLolli.â
âLori, whatever. Weâve got this friend up on Via del Aeolus, he needs his âprescriptionâ very much. If you can give this to him, and bring us the slip he gives you, weâll treat you to that cheeseburger.â
Luciranus rummaged around in his shoulder bag and pulled out a bundle of black-- Bricks? Chocolate?-- wrapped in brown paper. A few nearby patronsâ eyes lit up, but Cazierius flashed his fangs at them.
âHeâll be the nice gentleman in the red-and-white onesieâŚâ
âI think they prefer the term âtogaâ.â
â...standing in front of the thermae. Swap the packages, donât talk to no Espees, and come right back here. Sounds easy enough, aye?â
For cheeseburger, she would do anything, even participate in this extremely-obvious drug deal.
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