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New Hope [Completed]
Character(s): Urd, open!
Content: Urd opens up her temporary relief shop to all!
Setting: Across the street from The Cheap Prayer.
Time: Week 24, all day!
Warnings: None.
Note: This log will be done via "party style" threading! Come in and make your own thread to get Urd's attention, or join into someone else's thread. It's all good!
Praetoris was playing dirty. Though Urd put on a casual, unaffected mood on the network, she was just as annoyed and insulted by this new attitude toward the visitors as anyone else. When it came to dressing "inappropriately," the goddess took it to a new level in a way that even modern-minded individuals would deem a little too sexy. She never minded much; she enjoyed finding new and colorful ways to show off both her style and her body. She was a goddess! You had to instill a certain amount of awe in people!
Her favorite tea shop had been adamant in not serving her and as a result, she had broken most of their cups in a fit of frustration. Really, they'd been lucky she hadn't set fire to the whole place! But once her temper had cooled and she had a clear mind, Urd admitted that fighting back had to be done in a better way. A smarter way.
Thankfully, poorer natives of the city weren't so quick to judge them. She'd always had a good relationship with the gypsies, in part due to her continued business with them (she had to get her ingredients for her potions somewhere). It didn't take much to strike a deal with them for her new plan: they'd supply her what she needed and she, in turn, would make sure the majority of the money the visitors had would go to them. Urd didn't need money, of course. Even if she wasn't a divine being, she had a djinn on her side!
Now the goddess floated in a reclined position in the middle of her shop, hands held out in front of her. Rich cloth and strings of beads flew up to the walls and windows, rags wiped the tables and floors on their own and merchandise of nearly every kind arranged themselves onto shelves and tables. She could have done it all by hand, but manual labor did not sit well with Urd.
Out front, a large embroidered banner read, "New Hope."
Content: Urd opens up her temporary relief shop to all!
Setting: Across the street from The Cheap Prayer.
Time: Week 24, all day!
Warnings: None.
Note: This log will be done via "party style" threading! Come in and make your own thread to get Urd's attention, or join into someone else's thread. It's all good!
Praetoris was playing dirty. Though Urd put on a casual, unaffected mood on the network, she was just as annoyed and insulted by this new attitude toward the visitors as anyone else. When it came to dressing "inappropriately," the goddess took it to a new level in a way that even modern-minded individuals would deem a little too sexy. She never minded much; she enjoyed finding new and colorful ways to show off both her style and her body. She was a goddess! You had to instill a certain amount of awe in people!
Her favorite tea shop had been adamant in not serving her and as a result, she had broken most of their cups in a fit of frustration. Really, they'd been lucky she hadn't set fire to the whole place! But once her temper had cooled and she had a clear mind, Urd admitted that fighting back had to be done in a better way. A smarter way.
Thankfully, poorer natives of the city weren't so quick to judge them. She'd always had a good relationship with the gypsies, in part due to her continued business with them (she had to get her ingredients for her potions somewhere). It didn't take much to strike a deal with them for her new plan: they'd supply her what she needed and she, in turn, would make sure the majority of the money the visitors had would go to them. Urd didn't need money, of course. Even if she wasn't a divine being, she had a djinn on her side!
Now the goddess floated in a reclined position in the middle of her shop, hands held out in front of her. Rich cloth and strings of beads flew up to the walls and windows, rags wiped the tables and floors on their own and merchandise of nearly every kind arranged themselves onto shelves and tables. She could have done it all by hand, but manual labor did not sit well with Urd.
Out front, a large embroidered banner read, "New Hope."
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The man, blonde and blue-eyed as every native of the city was, looked up with a pleasant smile. "Welcome to Iriela Apartments. What can I do for you?"
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She stared at the man for a moment, smiling, then reached into her bag again and produced a fistful of leaves, which she held straight-armed toward his face. "I want to buy an apartment," she said, almost as an afterthought.
... Well, maybe she was a little iffy on the whole directions thing, but her heart was in it.
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"...that was way too much," Urd sighed behind Osaka, placing her head in her hands. "Next time, just haggle a bit, okay? Don't just give it all out there right away! Make them work for it."
"Here you are," the man said, giving Osaka a weathered key. "No refunds."
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... Oh, right, haggling! "But, um, I want two, please!" she piped up.
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"Come on, before you offer to buy the whole place," she said under her breath to Osaka, nudging her towards the stairwell that would lead to the fourth floor.
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Then she stopped in mid-step, remembering, and her smile dimmed a little. "... Oh, wait. She's not here."
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"You've already made one right here."
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And she was. It was kind of the same feeling as she got each time she'd moved, saying goodbye to old friends and hello to new ones. You were kind of lonely for a little bit, but that went away pretty soon.
The new friend seemed to kickstart her motor, too, and she started up the stairs again. But she barely made it to the second landing before she stopped again, a little out of breath. "Oh man, four stories? I'm gonna die like this."
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Well, it was really more of a brisk jog-
No, actually, kind of a walk, to be honest-
She made it about five more steps, then slumped over on the handrail. "Ahh, it's no good."
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"But you have to make it to the top! Do your best!"
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And this was basically how it went the remaining floor and a half. Eventually, though, without much more complaining, Osaka made it up to the fourth floor and let out a sigh as long as her lung capacity would allow... which was about three-quarters of a second.
"Phew... made it!" She straightened up and cast Urd a tired smile. This was actually quite an accomplishment! It had to be all the conditioning from walking up three flights of stairs at school, or else she'd never have made it.
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Her face, already bright, took on a look of wonder as she stepped in and looked around. It was a lot bigger than she'd expected, on the inside, and the sofa looked darn comfy. With a little noise of happiness, she ran over and plopped down right in the middle of it. "Uahhh... it's so soft!" she exclaimed.
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"You did great. Was there anything else you needed?"
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She had to think a little bit about that question, though. "Hmm..." Anything she needed... what did she need? Oh, right! "An escalator!" she said brightly.
... Or wait, was she thinking of an elevator?