The snow leopard walked towards the cart on the cool autumn day. The seasons didn't always change drastically, but she lived for the snow and cold. It was her blood, and she was made perfectly for it. She had a simple reason to be here today, and she was excited to be here. She had received an egg. It was weird really how it happened. She had thrown a coin into a pool, and had basically a weird dream. She couldn't describe it. But something had brought her here, and she was sure it had to be related. The blue egg nestled in a cloth bag she had slung over her shoulder. It wasn't something she carried around a lot, but since she had gotten this egg she had a desire to never be separated from it. She had no idea when it would hatch, and even if it would hatch. Everything was just very odd about it. She knew though what she wanted, and it was a psychic injection. Her dream had drawn her to this, and here she was.
"Hello." She smiled kindly at the shopkeeper. For a human woman, perhaps they would've swooned over his handsome good looks. As a humanish, Gentle had flirted her way with him. But now, things were different. She was more business focused, and typically sexual feelings didn't distract her.
"I'm drawn towards a psychic injection, perhaps you can help me out?"
Alan sees the customer coming, and leans out over the cart eagerly. He was always ready to make a sale, and it happened quite often. It kept him on his toes, of course, in more than one way. One didn't get where Alan was without knowing the game. He smirks at the customer, eye glittering. "Drawn? How unusual." He comments, slyly. "Of course I have them, but I have to ask; what drew you here?" Of course he was both curious and cautious. His gaze flickered momentarily to the cloth at her shoulder. Was it a pet? Perhaps one of those rare smart ones... His psychic injections sometimes were able to unlock latent psychic abilities in a pet. He'd already had quite a few folks buy them in hopes of making their creatures telepathic. At a cost, of course. Still, he gently picks up a box with the pristine injections in it from within his cart, and he removes a carefully gleaming purple-filled one from within it. He boxed this up as he listened.
"It's hard to explain," the mammalian took a few steps towards a cage, looking at one of the odd creatures. Snorgs apparently. There were a lot of things the mammalian had never even seen before. She looked at some coloured potions sitting on a small table, curious to what they could be. A small white sign on the desk read the words 'inkrum.' The wind blew through her hair, reminding her that this odd shop was really just a cart outside, and the shopkeeper was trying to sell as much as possible. That was the goal she supposed, of every shopkeeper. She drew herself back to the conversation. "I guess I had this dream, and I found this egg," she pulled the small egg out of her bag, and the blue stormy cloud pattern gleamed in the sun. "In my dream I seen things and learned things I can't describe. Afterwards I just knew there were things I had to do. This was one of them." her words made little sense as she said them, her eyes focused on the ribbons, rocks and necklaces that were on the cart. "How much is it going to cost me?"
Alan was used to hearing different phrases. He'd seen quite a few things over his time, but usually when someone said that they were drawn somewhere, they meant it in more of an abstract way. However, seeing the egg and hearing the story, it struck him that this person at least thought they were telling the truth. Interesting, very interesting, Alan thought. He glances over the egg, and then cracks a grin. "Well, what a story!" He said, straightening back up off of the cart now. "Is there anything else I can get you? Ribbons? One of these creatures mayhaps?" He waggled his brows and then placed his hand carefully on the box holding the injection he was probably about to sell. "Otherwise, your total is 800 credits for the injection." He wondered, careful to keep his eyes off of the egg from here on out, if there wasn't more information to be had about such mysterious things...
Somehow she just knew she was supposed to get the injection. Perhaps it was related to this egg, and what it would become. She had no idea what kind of egg this was, and what kind of creature it would become. She had ideas from her dreams, but nothing to validate her thoughts. Perhaps this egg would hatch, and she would soon figure out what it was going to be. Life was funny in that way, and somehow the most unknown mysteries were the most meaningful to her. Surprises usually more memorable. The mammalian turned her head, looking closer towards the items. A lot of these things she already owned. She had a collection of ribbons at home, and she knew of the magic they brought. Sandy had one, and she would never change things since. They were able to communicate in a way she had never been able to imagine. Speaking to each other showed a different relationship. If anything, it showed a more human-like friendship.
The amulets, she had some of them at home. They interested her, but she didn't get the same feelings she did when she seen the injections. "Could you show it to me?" She was not one to buy an item without being able to see it. "I wish I could you tell you more about this egg, but I have to be honest, I think its magic. I'm not one to really see magic, but this is it. This creature, I think it was in my dream. Like it showed itself to me." The shopkeeper probably thought she was crazy! "Could I convince you to part with it for a little less?"
Alan was normally quite suave, but he blanched for a split second as the customer stated that they wanted to see it. He... Had boxes that were clear. He'd just taken it out of another clear case and made sure to flourish it in front of the customer as he always did- showing off that bright colored liquid. Immediately his smile twitched a bit. What was this customer getting at telling him that they wanted to look at it when he had- immediately, he felt quite insulted. He tried to hide it, but it just made his face a little too suave looking, more dangerous.
"What do you mean, show it to you? You can see through the clear window here, and I just held it up- these are quite costly, I am sure you understand my reluctance to let you hold it." Ah, that was a bone, it would seem, that had been picked a bit. At the next part, he squints visibly. "Bartering for something you aren't sure of the efficacy of, ah?" He tsked, the box sitting plainly on the top of the cart, but between his two hands which were now laid on either side of it. He was still open to making the sale, but he was obviously not charmed. He'd been doing this a long time, and at the moment, he was not assured of the intentions of this customer.
"I didn't get a good look at it the first time, I apologize." Amelia felt herself get a bit anxious. She had been looking away when he boxed it up, and now, even in a semi-transparent box, she didn't get a good look. However, if he wasn't wanting to show it to her, she wasn't going to get upset. "I don't need to touch it," she tried to backtrack a bit. "I really like your set up here, it seems that you have quite the collection of rarities." She placed the egg on the cart. "Do you know anything about these?" Perhaps he enjoyed talking about rare things as well.
You could just take it. She blinked and gulped as the intrusive thought crawled into her head. She forgot sometimes how mentally unstable she could be, until something crossed her mind. Look, you could outrun him easily.... she turned away, avoiding eye contact with the shopkeeper, afraid somehow he could read her mind. She tried to draw her attention back to the injection and the egg. "I know it sounds odd, but I know that injection is meant for whatever creature is inside this egg. I've never seen an egg of any kind myself before." Or maybe she had, but she wasn't about to get into her amnesia with this strange man. In addition, she was already feeling odd about their conversation and truly wanted to leave. More thoughts crawled into her mind, and she could hear another voice inside her head barking orders for her. There were days that her head was silent, days that she was drawn to do crazy impulsive things, and days where she didn't get out of bed. 800 credits was a lot, and she had barely even thought about this purchase aside from feeling as though she had to.
Alan wasn't sure what was going on at first, but soon realization settled in his gut. There is something just a little off about this encounter, but he didn't think that it was the customer trying to steal or pull a fast one. He watched the customer avoid his eyes, and he gently laid a palm on the clear top of the container, keeping his face level and neutral. Refusing service would be a bad move here, he hadn't had to do that yet anyway. But he couldn't just let a customer get away with whatever this was. He had a reputation to maintain; he was easily the last shopkeeper around here that anyone would want to mess with. However, there was something wrong.
"Yes, I do keep many rare things stocked." He said, closed off a bit now. He wasn't going to let himself be distracted. "If you'd like to buy the injection, the total is 800 credits." He said, matter of factly, his face still carefully level, as any shopkeeper would. But he was keeping the injection close until the transaction was over. It had been a long time since he had to get serious with a customer, and he hoped that he wouldn't have to. He had that reputation to maintain as well, of course.
Amelia didn't have very many social interactions, but she wasn't happy with this one. She wasn't sure why the shopkeeper was being so rude, and she didn't know much about it. She wasn't going to waste anymore time here. She narrowed her eyes, clearly feeling very done with this. She scoped the egg off the cart and put it back into her bag. This egg was far too good to be near this man. She placed 800 credits on the cart. "You know what, I think that's all I need."
Amelia smiled, although she was not interested in too much further conversation. The mammalian stood tall, her thick coat warming her as the breeze came towards her one more time. The mammalian pulled her bag closer to her, waiting for the trade to be completed so she could get home. She didn't socialize much, and it was evident that her interactions with others didn't go well most of the time.
"Certainly, certainly, here you are ma'am." Alan says, taking the credits and immediately handing over the box that held the psychic injection. He was a businessman after all, he had a business to uphold. It would seem that everything turned out just fine in the end.
Twilight-Claw: Thanks for that piece of info Ren! <3 | But would it be allowed for the flavor of the rp if the berry wasn't filling enough for the Lotine?
Jun 1, 2020 6:09:21 GMT -6
Renathan: There is no need to double up on a fish and a magical berry (doesn't change the effect of the berry at all) in a lotine breeding.
Jun 1, 2020 6:02:21 GMT -6
Twilight-Claw: Does anyone know if it is possible to combine both a magical berry and a fish in a Lotine breeding? Or is you can only choose one of them? (right now writing a Lotine breeding)
Jun 1, 2020 5:36:49 GMT -6
Twilight-Claw: I am still interested in trading it for a green drake.
Jun 1, 2020 0:31:33 GMT -6
Ridelys: If you are still interested in a trade twilight, for your fidelity result, let me know.
May 31, 2020 22:49:49 GMT -6
Riku: I got three pet levels and 15c out of it. <3 And all the necessary posts for my job salary form.
May 31, 2020 18:49:26 GMT -6
Riku: In mine my crossbreed used foxfire to burn it - but then it used incendiary illusion, which was extra scary because my cross is a plant pet with thick fur. It used the distraction to escape. I’m proud of it, and it’s okay that I won’t finish this month.
May 31, 2020 18:48:42 GMT -6
Renathan: *But of course, the RNG was not having that. / In Morgan's story, the Nyssa was a real thing, so I wanted to have two different situations for the variety.
May 31, 2020 18:15:27 GMT -6
Renathan: Yeah, the 'finished the story but the RNGods are being a butt' thing is a rather unfortunate situation to be in. I had already decided that in Ren's story, the elderly woman had lied about the nyssa and just wanted someone to talk to*
May 31, 2020 18:14:49 GMT -6
Riku: That makes sense. I've considered that before. -nod- I hope your non-hxr life is going smoothly.
May 31, 2020 16:38:08 GMT -6
Haix: Just quitting the job. Don't believe I'll be making the ten posts required per month any time soon. XD
May 31, 2020 16:34:01 GMT -6
Riku: Note to haix, I believe you can post the new application form at the same time as the quitting form. Unless you are simply taking an overall break from the job system.
May 31, 2020 16:30:58 GMT -6
Fiera Ferella: even AT the gardens yet. XD It sucks when you've finished writing your story and haven't gotten a success, because then its like "well... now what?" XD
May 31, 2020 15:51:47 GMT -6
Fiera Ferella: ive found that when there's a quest that might take longer like this, its a good idea to try and space out the story beats to try and roll a success before i get to the meat of the story. XD Like, by the time i was 5 posts in my character wasn't
May 31, 2020 15:51:21 GMT -6