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Post by elven on Oct 29, 2009 23:13:31 GMT -5
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"No it is not too much," he said gently, eyeing what she'd picked out. "Get what you want," when she mentioned the shops he frowned for half a second.
"No," he said after a moment. "I did not know some one funded the failing shops," he smirked some in response to her question. "I'm glad it is mobile then," he chuckled |
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Post by Jessica on Nov 16, 2009 18:48:19 GMT -5
She laughed with him, before limiting her choices so it didn't seem like to much. "And people talk about it, but I guess you don't hear about the town gossip. Who ever it is, they're really going to save this one day." She said softly, as they walked through the store. "What do you do for money?" She said as the seamstress was ringing up the money.
With the place being quite preoccupied, Emelia looked comfortable and vibrant as people smiled at her. She was well known, at least by her face, and the small subtle smiles proved that to be true. She pursed her lips together in contentment, enjoying the frequent downpour until it stopped raining for a couple months starting in April. For five months, the rain would be gone and the only water left would be the six month store. So far, there had been little drought to deal with, and Emelia hoped it would stay that way.
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Post by elven on Dec 4, 2009 20:11:28 GMT -5
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"Whatever needs to be done," he answered simply. "Whatever there is to be done," he shrugged. "Nowadays you have to do what you can, I used to do much more, I used to own a shoppe, but in the wake of war people become stingier."
He looked at her clothes. "You can pick what you like," he said gently. |
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Post by Jessica on Dec 7, 2009 15:22:49 GMT -5
Emelia frowned a bit, listening to his words as she rummaged through her final choices, before picking two things. She got them fitted quickly, having a quiet conversation with the seamstress, before they were once again at the point of being in the final stage of shopping. Her hair was plastered against her shoulders, her hair just now beginning to dry.
Emelia smiled at him, and she grabbed a few clothing items, she didn't like to take advantage of someones money. She had already felt guilty enough for letting him buy her something, but her skin was chilled from not enough clothing on anyway. The skies were beginning to fall heavy with snow, and she looked a little worried. " I hope we don't get a lot of ice." She said softly, fearing for the horses and carriages. " We don't want anyone slipping and hurting themselves, perhaps the heat of people will help?" She said looking hopefully up to him.
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Post by elven on Dec 15, 2009 14:57:37 GMT -5
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"The ice will just prove another obstacle this community will have to over come," he said softly. He spoke in riddles, and he knew it could be irritating. But if he let people know about him, about what he could do then everyone would be pining for him and no one wanted that.
He flashed a smile. "You are still wet," he decided to change the subject before she could press the matter. |
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Post by Jessica on Dec 27, 2009 14:15:48 GMT -5
Emelia looked down, seeing how she was in fact, still wet. "Yes, you're quite right.." She noticed how cold it was, and she looked at him while he spoke, thinking about what he had said. She noticed that he spoke in riddles, and as much as Emelia loved a good critical thinking game, she couldn't quite understand this one.
When they had walked outside, the rain had transformed into snow. Tiesa was always known for the fact that it was abundant in weather complications; snow and rain being one of the most common. In fact, she noticed how dry and uncomfortable the summer was, but how it would never get out hand. She hoped that this wouldn't change, seeing how every year Tiesa became more and more populated, with people who just didn't take the blistering summers seriously.
"Is there anything else we should do? I can't quite remember what errands I had to run.." Emelia frowned, going over the checklist quite frequently in her mind, seeing what she bought and what she had yet to do, she still had a couple things, but she doubted that this man would accompany her.
Of course, surprises were always welcome.
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Post by elven on Dec 31, 2009 13:03:45 GMT -5
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He followed her outside, into the snow. "It is lucky we bought you a cloak, hm?" he said gently, handing the one they had just bought, to her. Just as gently as he spoke he set the cloak on her shoulders.
"Well, you were running errands, when we ran into eachother, so what if we finish those, and get you home?" |
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