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Post by Èdan on Jun 27, 2023 2:11:45 GMT -6
There's something to be said about the over-abundance of fortune, in the same way everything in excess eventually becomes bad for you. Where many would consider the penchant to have small tiny beasts constantly find and follow you around good luck, it hardly does any favours towards having to manage this.. well, rightfully, a horde at this point. It's little wonder then that the courier finds himself entering a shop that's far too brightly coloured, incredibly likely to be noisy from all the little beasts skittering to and fro, and doubly so having to mind his steps. The casual, nondescript veneer of the courier only briefly cracks as he shoos something out of the assigned path with a quick, "Hey, move, you.." before continuing to make his way to the counter.
Once there, a quiet breath in before he tries to address the shopkeeper over the rest of the residents here, "G'day.. It's been said this'll be the place to bring some pocket-sized pets, yeah?" (Although he can't imagine why the keeper would want even more than what's already occupying the store). "I've some to trade off just out front, a couple from that Manor place, and several fish-types." He'd have brought them in, but considering the sheer amount it already took a cart to even get them to the shop, nevermind some of the fish are in what's essentially a bucket with a lid. If this is the wrong place, it'd be a right awkward moment to cart them all in, only to cart them back out again.
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Post by NPC on Jul 1, 2023 21:04:53 GMT -6
Sara was busy trying to get a scared pocket pet off the ceiling when the new customer walked in. She managed to get the little guy to jump down just in time to swivel on her heels and face the courier. "Ah, hello!" she said cheerily.
"Oh, great!" she said, hearing that he had some pocket pets out front. She bolted out the door to examine them, hardly waiting for him to follow before she starting counting up the total.
"This is great," she said. How often did she say the word 'great', exactly? She turned to look over her shoulder in the direction of her new customer and shouted, "I can give you 425 credits for the lot, does that sound great to you?"
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Post by Èdan on Jul 4, 2023 5:07:44 GMT -6
To say that is the reaction he was expecting would be a bit incorrect. To be sure, anyone managing this menageries of sheer misfit mayhem would have to be a person really married to the idea. With that said, her enthusiasm causes the courier to stand at the counter a few moments longer, staring after her when she dashes to the door. Well, that was both unexpected and helped answer his previously aforementioned question.
Casually, the courier eventually follows after, leaning on the shop's door frame with crossed arms as she does the inspection. Getting the things into the little carry cages hadn't been nearly as tough as actually carting them here (Fish not-withstanding. Chasing after something on solid ground is vastly different to trying to lure a specific type of fish into a net in a small pond full of plenty other fish).
At the offer, the courier's brows raise slightly. "Oh, yeah.. Nah, that sounds great," is what he says. (What he thinks is that these little chaos monsters have ended up a lot more worth than he ever expected).
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Post by NPC on Jul 19, 2023 11:01:08 GMT -6
Sara smiled at him widely, holding the escaped pet close. "Sounds great! Let's see, let me..." Without further ado, she opened the register, portioning out the amount he had requested. "That's 425! Thanks! And don't worry- I'll take good care of all your little guys!"
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