<strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;">Eerie Stratacos</span></strong><br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Fairy Tail Guild Hall/Food Stall<br/><strong>With:</strong>Von<br/><br/><br/>Eerie stood in command of a very sizable iron stove, her back to the counter. She was a stout and wide woman. The rolled up sleeves of her white blouse strained over her thick arms as she deftly flipped the contents in a large, cast iron skillet.<br/><br/>Upon hearing her name, she looked over her shoulder at Von. Her steely gray hair was pulled into the usual haphazard ponytail and the signature toothpick was firmly between her teeth. Sweat was trickling down across her forehead as she lorded over 9 various pans and pots. Strapped to the front of her broad frame was the familiar leather blacksmiths apron and a wide variety of cooking utensils.<br/><br/>Her cool blue eyes swept over Von and she nodded with a smile, listening to the orders. "I'll have one of the kids pack that stuff up for ya. Lucky you I happened to finish the pies only an hour ago. They're not cooled, though." Her voice was deep and had it's usual accent of one speaking with something between their teeth.<br/><br/>"Oi, Thomas!" She waved a pair of cooking tongs in the direction of a young boy across the counter slicing vegetables. "Make sure you get his order right this time, yeah?" She sighed.<br/><br/>The young, blonde boy nodded with understanding and waited to take down Vons request.<br/><br/>"How's yer day going, anyway?" She asked casually, flipping a large quantity of bright pink shrimp and green onions in a smaller skillet.