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Post by Èdan on Jul 21, 2023 14:01:56 GMT -6
Parasol, Spring Glasses, Silver Purse, Black Harachiu Crib Clip, Winter Fingerless Gloves, Black ------------------- Total: 117 credits (-10% Barter = 106 credits)
It's not exactly hard to feel under-dressed as an everyday courier whose job is simple, clothes plain and the very prospect of being memorable devoid. And yet, no sooner does he step through the door that he has to take a moment and glance around the sheer grandeur of the place, feeling almost in rags by comparison. They're quality 'rags', as far as honest working folk go, and by no means dusted and dirty (Yet), but hardly the regular clientèle that might chance upon this fashionable corner of the market. The courier spends a moment idly looking around, taking in the sight (So this is where the clothiers flock to get all their material. Rather makes the prices make sense in hindsight).
Eventually, he does sober and approach the counter, in the usual casual manner as befit an everyday parcel-runner of his type. "G'day," he calls to wherever the shopkeeper might be, "I'm lookin' to fulfil some orders." With the whole 'double-floor' situation, he's not rightfully sure how loud he should call or speak. Don't want to be overly rude in so fine an establishment, after all.
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Post by NPC on Jul 22, 2023 22:34:43 GMT -6
Tayara was always grateful to see a customer. The store had been awfully quiet for a while. "Yes, hello!" She came descending from the balcony as quickly as she could manage while maintaining grace, eventually tucking herself behind the counter to converse. "Of course. What can I help you find, today?"
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Post by Èdan on Jul 27, 2023 10:00:32 GMT -6
The ear beneath the hat might have even twitched, before the courier turns towards the source of the sound. It takes a second or so to fully localize it as something coming from the balcony above, even if the sound of fine shoes on iron stairs doesn't given it away that much faster. Whichever impression or presumption he had in terms of the shopkeeper before stepping into the store seems to be pretty close to the reality, although the sheer grace is certainly a lot stronger than imagined.
As soon as she's behind the counter, he reaches into a pocket and pulls out a folded piece of paper. "A couple of orders to run," he explains and unfolds the paper to show a relatively short, and certainly pretty plain list. Arguably the fanciest thing on it would be the hair clip. He hands the paper to her, so she can study the specifics and the general measurements provided for each.
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Post by NPC on Jul 28, 2023 7:17:45 GMT -6
Tayara took the list, and scanned over it quickly. Yes, easy enough to procure. "Wait for one moment, please." It didn't take her long to go about collecting the desired pieces, and to package them neatly for safe passage to their new home. "It will be 106 credits, for everything."
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