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.

[i]" If any God is listening right now, please for the love of mighty help!"[/i]

She looked over toward the alley, to the stack of pizza in her arms, and finally up to the sky.

[i]Seriously, Loki? This couldn't have waited until[/i] after [i]I got these back home?[/i]

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. 

[i]And they[/i] never [i]come when I've got my bow. Not that it matters, but I really hate having to prove how cool I am.[/i]

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.

[color=39b54a]"Special delivery, bitch. Come at me!"[/color]