basic supplies

[Aiko]

She had black hair, long and straight around her shoulders, she walked with the swagger of a seasoned warrior, her patched kimono straight and orderly, as though it were a uniform.

She looked at the general supply store like she was sizing up an enemy. A few people snickered at her unusual behavior and continued on her way.

"Aye! This seems a goodly store, let us hasten inside." She said in a voice an octave deeper than sounded right. Pushing the door open in a single sweep and stepping inside, she presented an air of authority, as though she were the greatest warrior in the world, and all should simply bow at her feet.

"Ed, to you, ANY store's a good store. A good store has beer, food, women, or gambling. A great store has them all." She said in a voice still deeper than sounded right from a woman, especially a pretty one like her, yet still deep all the same, but lighter than the first.

"My friend you do us wrong, making your nights at the gambling hall long.
A stor that's great this surely is, in this I'm rarely amiss." she said in an even tone, like what one might expect from a particularly husky woman, or certain particularly feminine male fae.

"People, people people. Some call them casinos, I call them banks. Just because I have to earn it back doesn't mean it isn't my money still." Her second voice said.

She slinked over to the counter in the manner of a spellcaster, the untrustworthy sort that might be involved in shady back alley dealings.
"Hey, bub, you got any, you know, good stuff?" she asked in a sleazy manner.

She straightened, and fluffed out her kimono.
"BOYS! I hope you'll forgive them, their always like that. They always embarass me wherever I go." She said in a perfectly normal perfectly lovely voice, gesturing at three people that weren't actually there, but she could somehow see.

"I need a jar, with a lid that has small holes punctured through the top. I also need a sturdy waterproof pack for keeping other supplies in. Preferably one that's large and roomy." She said. She looked over at the imaginary people and rolled her eyes at their unseen antics. She couldn't wait to get out of Donnalaich and onto the list she got from the Synthesis Shop.

[AdventWings]

A flurry of pixie dust and bright lights flashed around the store, twisting and arching from floor to ceiling. Shortly afterwards, a glowing ball of light paused before the customer's face where it hovered, almost erratically buzzing with life.

"Hey, hey, hey~! Keep your voice down! Don't disturb Máire with your noisiness!"

But even before the pixie had finished her sentence, the shopowner appeared with a great big smile.

"That's alright, Úna. I was already on my way."

The Fae shopkeeper gave the dark-hair girl a smile, summoning the wares she had requested to the table without lifting a finger.

"Your wares are ready, miss. I will ask from you only fifty pieces. Is that an agreeable price between us?"

[Aiko]

Aiko struggled mentally to maintain control, as all three distinctivly male personalities fought to pay the lady faes compliments, some more lewd and suggustive than others. It was for this reason alone that Aiko was often suspected of not liking men in the normal manner, and infact Aiko was giving off the impression that she liked the fae shopkeepers in a more intimate than normal fashion as she nodded and fished out fifty gold from her pockets and put the jar in the pack whilst swinging it onto her shoulders.

She stumbled out of the store like she was drunk as she fought the three men that made up the rest of her personality to retain control and not get her into trouble with any suggustive comments.

Perhaps she would return someday, perhaps she wouldn't.

[AdventWings]

"How rude! That lady should get a taste of my Almighty Pixie Uppercut for not giving you even a word of thanks!"

The bright yellow pixie flitted by her master's bowed head as the shopowner closed the opened door with a draw of her fingers. The Fae woman picked up the gold pieces calmly, as if meditating on the very process of collection, before placing them in a small red pouch at her waist.

"Perhaps a better way to resolve this would be to rid her of the possessions...." Máire contemplated with half-sleepy eyes, watching the procession of Draconian warriors pass by down the streets. "No, I believe that would be too problematic. We would just have to let her deal with them on her own."

((Transaction Complete!

Aiko loses 50 GP and receives the following items:

- A glass jar with steel mesh for the lid, about 1 pint (~500 mL) in volume
- A large canvas pack with wax-infused insulation. Moderate protection to moisture (meaning it's useless if you dunk it in a stream)

Aiko also receives 75 EXP for good IC efforts.

See you next time~!))