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Post by Christi on Jan 20, 2009 19:10:36 GMT -5
Rosalina head over to the store she'd seen Brad and Damien start for, Ashleigh munching cheerfully on her snack.
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Post by White-Jet on Jan 20, 2009 19:31:37 GMT -5
There were a row of cashiers, much like what you would find in a super market, all pricing and bagging items bought by travelers stopping by to restock on supplies.
Among them is a middle age man with a large, spiky, complicated looking topknot, wearing a gakuran-like trench coat and baggy, black pants. He wears a bandana around his forehead, ribbons around his shoulder and a band around his arm bearing the crest that looked like an upside down star with the kanji for "blazing fire" written down it. The same crest could be seen on the red, fingerless gauntlet of his right hand covering a pair of white gloves.
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Post by Christi on Jan 20, 2009 19:33:12 GMT -5
"Well, that's not a get-up you see every day," Ashleigh commented offhandedly, Rosalina shushing her in warning to mind her manners and watch what she said. Rosalina scanned the area, finding Damien and Brad laden down with items they needed and heading over to help lighten the load a bit.
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Post by White-Jet on Jan 20, 2009 19:46:54 GMT -5
The man pays no immediate attention as he pays for his stuff and heads out of the supply store.
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Post by Christi on Jan 20, 2009 19:48:51 GMT -5
"Is this everything?" Rosalina asked.
"Everything we could carry at the moment anyways. With what we can afford at the moment, we're only going for the immediate items," Damien said, heading for one of the cashiers.
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Post by White-Jet on Jan 20, 2009 20:01:56 GMT -5
Another Ranooki stands at the cash register while Savannah-type Ny-Bolds handled the transferring and bagging of the supplies.
The Ranooki scans each one before coming up with the estimate, "300 currency."
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Post by Christi on Jan 20, 2009 20:04:10 GMT -5
Damien paid the total, knowing they were going to have to save up when they next could.
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Post by White-Jet on Jan 20, 2009 20:36:05 GMT -5
The Ranooki accepts the payment, "Have a nice trip."
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Post by Christi on Jan 20, 2009 20:41:08 GMT -5
Damien gave a nod in reply, starting back for the ship with Brad and Rosalina in tow, Ashleigh using the opportunity to sneak off and explore a bit.
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Post by White-Jet on Jan 20, 2009 23:40:35 GMT -5
The village was like any other village populated by the Amish, with the exception of some eco-friendly vehicles driving through the road. Most of the Domesticas are lying out in open fields, bathing in the warm, midday sun while others are playing with their children. This is truly a peaceful country.
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Post by Christi on Jan 21, 2009 13:24:57 GMT -5
Ashleigh finished off the last of her snack, thinking that it was a rather nice place if a bit uninteresting to her so far.
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Post by White-Jet on Jan 21, 2009 17:50:21 GMT -5
A group of K-Bolds off to the right of the road notice Ashleigh and began running towards her, yapping and pulling at her hair while running their wet nose along her body. Considering their wagging tails, it was obvious this was their first time seeing a human and are taking every opportunity to get their fill of her scent and touch.
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Post by Christi on Jan 21, 2009 18:27:19 GMT -5
Ashleigh burst out laughing, partially weirded out by the sudden display though highly amused by it.
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Post by White-Jet on Jan 21, 2009 19:53:17 GMT -5
Their parents caught sight and ran over, growling and yanking their pups off her, then dragging them away while yapping in a sharp, bone-chilling tone.
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Post by Christi on Jan 21, 2009 19:56:15 GMT -5
"Hey...uh, anyone seen Ash?" Brad asked upon setting his load down.
Rosalina gave a glance around, sighing upon not seeing her anywhere nearby, "Of course..."
Ashleigh rubbed the back of her neck, hoping that they wouldn't be in too much trouble because of her.
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