http://mother-crapper.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] mother-crapper.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paixaorpg2006-02-20 10:23 am

Shopping! [closed]

Characters: Cid, Roxas, Gene, whoever else would like to choose to participate
Content: Cid opens his shop and meets his new employees
Setting: Cid's Shop, across the street from the center branch of the Actua Are
Time: Wednesday night
Warnings: None!



It had taken him two whole days to clean the place up and get it to his liking, but he was finally done and ready for business. He stood in the doorway of the shop, looking over all his hard work, and gave an approving nod. Not a bad job, if he did say so himself.

He had kept alot of the original furniture that was there when he got it, but he had rearranged it and found a few old rugs in the back to lay on the hardwood floors. There was a rather large fireplace that he had moved the couch in front of... he thought it was a good idea, since Paixao was rather cold, and his customers (or those damn friends of his) could come in and warm up.

Oh. He'd forgotten to start it. Might as well do that now. The sun was setting and it had been freezing all day. He hadn't worn his sweatshirt once, though. He's gotta keep up his manly image, and a little cold never hurt anybody!

Well, maybe it did...

It had seemed to Cid that the store had been a pawn shop before he got his hands on it, so there was a great number of different things avalible for him to sell, or to modify. Everything was going so well.

Now he just had to wait until someone threw a wrench in the works.

[identity profile] morning-beer.livejournal.com 2006-02-22 10:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Gene nodded. He'd figured as much. But, somewhere to sleep and something to eat was the only reason he was here, anyway. He headed upstairs and claimed the room furthest down.

Once in his new room, Gene threw his coat on the bed. Most of the guns quickly followed, albeit a bit more gently, after each had been quickly unloaded and given a once over. His caster and a single pistol were kept on him. He still didn't know where the heck he was, after all. Gene spent another minute sorting through the guns and placing them in the little nightstand beside the bed. Did he really need so many? Probably not. "Maybe Cid'll be able to sell a couple." The thought had been nagging him a bit. But which? He picked up a pair of handguns, staring at them thoughtfully. He never used these two, and he had two clips for each. Well, that'd work.

He came back downstairs, jumping when he got halfway down the ladder and made his way back to Cid. "Err..." How articulate. "I didn't see any guns for sale," That's a start. "so i figured I could afford to sell a couple of mine, if anyone comes in looking for one." He offered the pair to cid, along with the ammo.