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Awarlesta Black · 12-13-2016, 01:53 AM

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Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo

It was a simple enough job; get the merchandise, sell the merchandise, make a profit, give a payout, continue to live peacefully. How hard was that? Honestly? All the man needed to do was ensure that at the end of the day every galleon was accounted for and every item that wasn't sold was still either in storage or on the shelves. Emma stood imposingly over the shopkeeper, waiting for him to arrive by the correct tally. If even one pod was missing, he'd pay for it with an appendage.

The muffled called from within the shop brought solid brown eyes up and glancing through the door leading into that room. It wasn't uncommon to have customers at this time of the evening, but by far the majority of visitors around this time usually ended up in the pub.

"Don't move, I'll handle this." She instructed the man, giving her most severe look when she saw the relief spread across his face. If he thought for a second that this distraction would take the heat off him, he had another think coming.

Arms folded, the woman made her way behind the counter, giving the visitor a once over. A new one by the looks of it. One that didn't seem to belong. "What?"

Sleater turned to face the woman behind the counter. He studied her face and features in case he needed to identify her later. "You wouldn't happen to sell dragon eggs here?" He stepped toward some plants on display. "I'm looking for ones to add to my collection."

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Awarlesta Black MO & IMC Puffskein Join Date: Aug 2012 Location: #1e3b69 #7ea16b Posts: 1,899 Hogwarts RPG Name: Sirius R. Hazelwood Ravenclaw Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyx M. Lawrence Hufflepuff Fifth Year	Rucole Club Club\|\| film lyfe \|\| mac and cheese queen\|\| exits with trunkshot Quote: Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo It was a simple enough job; get the merchandise, sell the merchandise, make a profit, give a payout, continue to live peacefully. How hard was that? Honestly? All the man needed to do was ensure that at the end of the day every galleon was accounted for and every item that wasn't sold was still either in storage or on the shelves. Emma stood imposingly over the shopkeeper, waiting for him to arrive by the correct tally. If even one pod was missing, he'd pay for it with an appendage. The muffled called from within the shop brought solid brown eyes up and glancing through the door leading into that room. It wasn't uncommon to have customers at this time of the evening, but by far the majority of visitors around this time usually ended up in the pub. "Don't move, I'll handle this." She instructed the man, giving her most severe look when she saw the relief spread across his face. If he thought for a second that this distraction would take the heat off him, he had another think coming. Arms folded, the woman made her way behind the counter, giving the visitor a once over. A new one by the looks of it. One that didn't seem to belong. "What?" Sleater turned to face the woman behind the counter. He studied her face and features in case he needed to identify her later. "You wouldn't happen to sell dragon eggs here?" He stepped toward some plants on display. "I'm looking for ones to add to my collection." __________________