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Govoni · 08-17-2015, 02:50 AM

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Originally Posted by Cassirin

On a normal business day, Camden Banner could send his mail from one of the various owls he kept on hand for such purposes. It was pointless being an entrepreneur if you didn't even have the means to send and receive orders, pay receipts, or let the bank know you were going to be late on your loan payment. This week, though, it seemed as if he never had an owl on hand when he needed one, and so the man was forced to bring a stack of parchment rolls down the Alley.

And pay someone else's owl to deliver his mail. Didn't seem right or fair at all, did it?

And was there even anyone here?

It was nearing lunchtime on a sweltering August afternoon...and Anika Duke found herself both restless AND bored, two things only amplified by the heat. See, she'd been parked at the Owl Post's front desk all morning, attentively waiting for their usual morning rush of patrons...but the rush never came. It was easy enough to blame the humidity, which had caused her hair to stick uncomfortably to her neck and forehead. Sweating wasn't usually so bad. Anika would've been completely fine if she'd managed to keep busy...but with nothing to do, the heat was ALL she could think about.

Anika was wilting. Like a lovely iris flower...or some OTHER flower.

At one point, her forehead hit the counter with a dull smack!. If only she'd been in a more private place, she could've meditated. Finding peace within always helped with the irritation and frustration...but alas, WORK.

Not being able to stand it any longer, she'd escaped to the break room to cool off...but as things usually went, the moment she'd gotten comfortable, the bell at the door had dinged! With her positivity deciding to peek through (despite her bothersomeness), Anika put on her best smile and went to busy herself with offering help.

"Sir!" It was, perhaps, more pleasant than was necessary. "May I help you?"

08-17-2015, 02:50 AM	#32 (permalink)
Govoni MO & DMLE Blast-Ended Skrewt Join Date: Aug 2009 Location: Dragonstone Posts: 15,583 Hogwarts RPG Name: Lyric Bayliss-Black Slytherin Fourth Year x12 x12	Zombie Apocalypse Team Leader ★ ★ in a crown of pepperoni and artisan cheese Quote: Originally Posted by Cassirin On a normal business day, Camden Banner could send his mail from one of the various owls he kept on hand for such purposes. It was pointless being an entrepreneur if you didn't even have the means to send and receive orders, pay receipts, or let the bank know you were going to be late on your loan payment. This week, though, it seemed as if he never had an owl on hand when he needed one, and so the man was forced to bring a stack of parchment rolls down the Alley. And pay someone else's owl to deliver his mail. Didn't seem right or fair at all, did it? And was there even anyone here? It was nearing lunchtime on a sweltering August afternoon...and Anika Duke found herself both restless AND bored, two things only amplified by the heat. See, she'd been parked at the Owl Post's front desk all morning, attentively waiting for their usual morning rush of patrons...but the rush never came. It was easy enough to blame the humidity, which had caused her hair to stick uncomfortably to her neck and forehead. Sweating wasn't usually so bad. Anika would've been completely fine if she'd managed to keep busy...but with nothing to do, the heat was ALL she could think about. Anika was wilting. Like a lovely iris flower...or some OTHER flower. At one point, her forehead hit the counter with a dull smack!. If only she'd been in a more private place, she could've meditated. Finding peace within always helped with the irritation and frustration...but alas, WORK. Not being able to stand it any longer, she'd escaped to the break room to cool off...but as things usually went, the moment she'd gotten comfortable, the bell at the door had dinged! With her positivity deciding to peek through (despite her bothersomeness), Anika put on her best smile and went to busy herself with offering help. "Sir!" It was, perhaps, more pleasant than was necessary. "May I help you?" __________________ We live in cities you'll *never* see onscreen..._______________________________________________ So very pretty, and we sure know how to run things..._______________________________ Livin' in ruins of a *palace, within our dreams...____________ We're on each other's team._____ Last edited by Govoni; 08-17-2015 at 03:04 AM.*