"She loves it!" Nesen says, and the other two start clapping, but only for a moment, because Nesen, being left to carry the mirror all by himself, nearly dropped it.
"Alright," Reed says, after the faeries drop the mirror (carefully) off to the side. "Now the bill..."
He makes a series of calculations on the tiniest scrap of paper Erin has ever seen.
"Let's see..." Reed pauses as he finishes the calculations with a little flourish. "That'll be one gold, twelve silver, and seventy-eight copper."
The kitsune looks at them -almost- with dread. Almost. She just got paid a rather lot of money. And she's willing to pay almost -anything- for this outfit. So she waits, wringing her hands for a moment before she hears the total. She looks up, her own lips moving in her own silent calculation. Then she looks at each of them. Then she puts her finger to her lips. Then she grins, pulls out two gold to pass to Reed, then an additional gold for each of the faeries that helped make the outfit happen.
After walking through the town for some time, Tilia arrives at the shop she had wanted to see. It took her a while to find her way in the crowd given the recent explosion that had happened. Something she wasn't at all concerned about any longer **serves Barrin right** was her thoughts on the matter She then looked into the shop from the front window, and noticed a kitsune... or what appeared to be a kitsune... and with that she hesitated.
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While roaming around the city to discover someplace new and interesting to pass the time until a new job needed doing, Suven passes a decidedly strange looking shop. And even more strange, he sees that inside are one or two tiny little flying creatures and a strange white ...something in an odd outfit. He grinned at idea of all the new things he could learn about by paying them a visit, and stepped past the woman by the window and into the shop.
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Seeing the man brush past her and into the shop Tilia also works up the nerve to enter the shop and does so. As she enters she says "Um... Hello? Can I get some assistance?"
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"As the size of an explosion increases, the number of social situations it is incapable of solving approaches zero." -- Varsuvius, Order of the Stick
"Yes," Tilia says holding up the Mirror, "I need something to keep this secure on my person while traveling or anything else that might cause damage to it if it were not secure on my person."
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Tilia quickly turns the mirror around to notice that it is still made of obsidian and not really reflecting much of anything, she then looks straight at Vera and says "Y-you can see your reflection in this thing?"
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"Well, enough that I can recognize my reflection. And that thing's a full-length mirror for me, you bigjob!"
Nesen comes back with three bags. "No... no... aha! Here you go!" He holds up a velvet bag that's sufficiently large to contain the mirror. It's a deep purplish maroon.
Suven strolls through the store, taking a look at the wide array of items on the shelves. The relatively small amount of spell-gems don't hold his attention for too long, they may be powerful, or even rare, but he has no money for them and likely will not for quite some time. He sticks his head in close to a large purple flower to sample the smell, and pulls his head backward in surprise as a puff of pink dust flies out of it into his face. He falls backward, bumping into a rack of clothing and almost knocking it over.
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"Do you have one, that maybe could be attached to a belt... or perhaps worn like a back pack?" Tilia asks curiously still examining the bag. It was made of a nice material, and certainly would hold the mirror. But she wasn't sure she liked the idea of having it in such a vulnerable location as her arms.
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Suven blinks up at Vera from where he landed on his butt behind the rack, his face covered in the pink dust. "Oh," he manages to get out, before retching and scraping the stuff off his tongue. He coughs harshly, climbing to his feet. "Do you have any water?"
He tries to rub the dust off his eyes, but it only smears around, giving him strange pinkish diamonds around his eyes.
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"Er... whats going on? Am I going to get something a little more practical to carry this mirror in or not?" Tilia asks looking moderately annoyed at the faeries and in turn Suven, whom she does not seem to recognize due to the dust in his face.
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"You know, you could tie the draw-string to your belt, lil' miss prissy pants," the one called Reed says as he flies past with a bucket filled to the brim with water.
Without further ado, Reed proceeds to upend the bucket all over Suven.
"Wai-gluugle!" Suven shouts, as the bucket turns over above his head, drenching him. He bends over and coughs a few times, and a small wet glob of the dust splats on the floor.
Suven starts to laugh heartily, "Ha ha ha, I only wanted to drink it." he exclaims, "But that was pretty refreshing."
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Tilia frowns... that was not the type of security she wanted for such a valuable object "DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT I WENT THROUGH TO GET THIS MIRROR? Of course you don't, I am NOT going to risk breaking it due to the fact that a carrying case I got for it is free falling and an easy target for any abyss be damned mage or creature that wants to shatter it!" she yells at the faeries at the top of her admirable lungs.
Erin blinks as the confrontation turns... Well, violent looking. She glances over at the Faeries before slowly moving to back out of the shop. Making sure to get her old clothes as well, since she's sure she'll find -some- use for them. Then, if all goes well, she leaves.
Tilia starts looking around the shop, she is looking for something very specific... a large fly swatter.... Meanwhile she is saying "Oh no you will not you infernal little pests!"
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Suven laughs, both at the remark and at the woman's attitude toward the situation, "No thank you, I cleared my mouth out just fine. I think I might come back when I have more gold to my name."
He steps out of the shop, waving goodbye merrily to everyone inside.
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"Alright," Reed says, after the faeries drop the mirror (carefully) off to the side. "Now the bill..."
He makes a series of calculations on the tiniest scrap of paper Erin has ever seen.
"Let's see..." Reed pauses as he finishes the calculations with a little flourish. "That'll be one gold, twelve silver, and seventy-eight copper."
My helpdesk should you need me.
"You need anything, just let us know!" Reed says, smiling to Erin.
Nesen and Vera, meanwhile, head over to the two who just entered. "Can we help you?"
"I think we have a velvet bag somewhere..." Nesen says, and flies off
Nesen comes back with three bags. "No... no... aha! Here you go!" He holds up a velvet bag that's sufficiently large to contain the mirror. It's a deep purplish maroon.
"Woah, careful!" shouts Vera as she zips over to Suven. "Sorry about her, she's teething."
He tries to rub the dust off his eyes, but it only smears around, giving him strange pinkish diamonds around his eyes.
"Got it!"
Without further ado, Reed proceeds to upend the bucket all over Suven.
Suven starts to laugh heartily, "Ha ha ha, I only wanted to drink it." he exclaims, "But that was pretty refreshing."
My helpdesk should you need me.
"Oh, you wanted it safe?" Vera says to Tilia, coming back over. "Oh, why didn't you say so! Nesen, get the rope. We'll strap the sucker to her back!"
He steps out of the shop, waving goodbye merrily to everyone inside.