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It's about 9 A.M. on a Saturday morning, and Professor Barlow has led her students into Hogsmeade to attempt to sell the Ashwinder eggs collected during class. The center is no more than a large tent with wooden counters set up to display the jars of eggs.
All of the eggs are already at the center and accounted for, even the jars labeled by the students during class. There's also enough for each student to potentially sell four extra jars. Villagers are walking nearby, and most are eyeing the center and considering a purchase.
Could this just be your lucky day?!
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It's time to make a real profit on the Ashwinder eggs you collected in class!
Directions
Meet Professor Barlow outside the barn this Saturday morning at 9 A.M. sharp. (OOC: You don't actually have to RP doing this, and I won't actually have Barlow there to meet your character.)
Together, we will walk into Hogsmeade and to the center I've set up for us to sell our eggs. (OOC: Again, we won't actually RP this.)
At the center, you'll have the opportunity to sell FIVE jars of eggs. Professor Barlow has added in enough jars, so that everyone has the opportunity to sell five.
You will receive house points for the number of jars you attempt to sell, but you can not sell more than five. You can make as many posts as you wish; however, you must make at least five to get credit. You can RP people either buying or not buying your eggs.
When you are done, please PM me a link to all posts you made either selling or attempting to sell your jars of eggs.
Be realistic. You are RPing a young student wishing to sell an ingredient to adults in the village. They won't be paying hefty amounts, and it's not realistic at all to RP them doing so. I don't want to squish your creativity, but I do want you to keep it realistic. Let's say you can't sell a jar for more than five galleons.
Finally, no one will actually be RPing the adults considering a purchase. You can just RP your own character and the actions of the villager they're trying to sell to.
Most of all, HAVE FUN! Please ready my homework guidelines here, so you'll know exactly how I'd like you to submit this.
Also, I'm really sorry about how fast this will need to go, but you only have until this Friday, May 24, to get this done. Why? Because this is happening at Hogsmeade, and that's when Hogsmeade closes. I'm not sure exactly what time it'll close, so you may want to get this done as soon as possible. The deadline to submit your links via PM is Friday, May 24 at 11:59 PM EST.
Oooh. A person. Well a girl in particular. And she seemed pretty chirpy. Maybe she would want to buy one of his jars of Ashwinder eggs. If only the bloke who clearly didn't want to buy his jars would walk off. Ahh. Finally. Now he could try and get this girl to buy a jar of his Ashwinder eggs. "Heyy." The sixth year beamed at the girl. He figured he needed to try and act happy happy and she would want to buy his eggs. They were the best eggs ever. Although they were the same as everyone elses, so probably didn't stand out too much. He smiled at her.
"Would you like to buy some ashwinder eggs?" He murmured, with a smile, picking up one of the jars, and holding it in his hand. She could take a lot if he wanted. "5 galleons for a jar." So it wasn't that bad of a deal really. Come on laddy. Trying to earn a living here. Or you know. Get some money so he could eat and sleep.
"HI!" Again! Marci moved closer to the boy and flashed him a smile of rainbows and fluffy clouds and happy. "Ashwinder eggs? I think I can add an egg or two to my collection. I bet I can get Mrs. Ali to use them in her beauty products, I just wouldn't want which product she would use them in. It's sort of disturbing to look at. Did you try using dark jars for those instead of glass ones? I bet it'd draw more customers this way. I mean, if Papa didn't point out that you're his students, I wouldn't have stopped. OH! You can tie a ribbon around each jar! The kids will love it and nag their parents to get them Ashwinder eggs even if they don't know what it's for. Oh wait a minute, what did you just say?" There was no stop button anywhere, the blonde just continued talking and grabbing one of the jars in the process. "FIVE galleons per egg? What am I buying? An Ellsberry kit?" That was for MUCH MUCH more than 5 galleons but a boy wouldn't know. Unless he wore make up and cared for his... beauty. "But for the sake of your school, I will pay. I actually just had my coins traded in the bank. One would think you won't need your parents' help once you get a job. Big. Lie. Ever. What will seventy galleons a month do to me? You see these boots? They're more than fifty galleons. I don't shop at troll's place for fashion." SNORT. She handed the boy five galleons and waved goodbye. "It was really a pleasure to meet you! I know I haven't introduced myself or my name but I'm sure you don't care. As a vendor, your job is just buying things. And studying in a bankrupt school. I totally get it. But just in case you were curious, my name is Marci. I really wish you luck in your further sales. Try the ribbon thing and dark jar." One last flashing smile and then she skipped away to another table.
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Theo was a little behind during the walk to Hogsmeade. He was thinking of strategies of selling, and he definitely already had ideas.
He made his way over to West, because of course, but he was already taken by Dylan. Oh. Theo made a sulky face, then set up a table all on his own. Jealous much? The Slytherin laid out his jar filled with three eggs on the table then paused for a moment to think about how he was going to position it all.
How did everyone have customers already?????!
He pulled out his homemade sign from his bag and laid it upright so that it faced the crowd. 15 sickles each seemed reasonable, since he knew they were more expensive than that in the shops. So obviously, people would go to him for a cheaper deal. See? Theo knew things. He felt a little awkward about shouting at people walking past, so he just stood up straight and beamed at everyone, casually pointing to his sign whenever anyone looked over.
MERLIN'S. FLASHY. BELT. She was robbed!
More importantly, though, the boy apparently was either mute or overly quiet! He was not shouting!promoting his eggs but merely pointing at a ghastly looking sign. Marci couldn't imagine anything more horrible than being MUTE. Unable to speak! She stood right in front of the boy and dramatically put a hand to her chest, "Let me just say, holy Merlin's Beard! I do not even begin to imagine the distress you must be in. It's so sad! I kind of understand though. Once Stephanie, she's my best friend but kind of sassy and spoiled but I still love her to bits - anyways, she went ahead and put a silencing charm on ME. Me! For an entire half an hour I was completely silence and it was just torture!" She groaned and leaned closer toward the boy. "I found my wand soon and lifted the spell, though. I didn't understand why she would do such a thing. She does really wicked stunts sometimes, I don't understand her. Like this time when she borrowed my beret and ruined it then claimed to have never borrowed it? HEH. I mean, what did she think? That I don't keep a record of who borrowed what from my wardrobe? I have it locked and concealed behind a wall in my papa's mansion for a reason! It's why I couldn't wear it to my weekend with Papa today. I had to go with the casual outfit and dump the French touch. My Papa doesn't mind, he's a sweet old man. He was actually here just a minute ago." Marci looked around and saw Botros at the eeeeeend of the line, pretending to be interested in a wall crack. Hmmm. Weird man. "Is it true though?" She said after three seconds. "Only fifteen Sickles? Are you kidding? That boy just sold it for me for five galleons. Aren't you two from the same school? Are your eggs smaller than his? Tell you what, give me a jar. I'll pay one galleon for it. I don't mind. You deserve this one galleon. Your hair is nice and it goes with your pale complexion. I work in Madam Malkins, I know those stuff. I would say green would look the best on you. Try the French painter look one day, the girls will just swoon. I know these things!" She giggled and handed him a galleon and was about to open her mouth once again...
You have bewitched me body and soul, And I love- I love- I love you
It felt as though Mack had been holding her sign forever, when in reality it hadn't been all that long before an older witch approached her.
"Hogwarts, eh?! I haven't been on school grounds in ages." Reading the sign more carefully the woman nodded at the girl "I'll take 8 Ashwinder eggs my dear" smiling as she watched a grin spread across the small blondes face.
"Oh thank you ma'am!!" Mack grinned as she carefully pulled 8 eggs and handed to the woman, who in turn handed her 10 galleons.
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So, Jory was three jars down and he was aiming to sell the remaining two. But even if he didn't, he wouldn't mind. He kept his eye out for another potential customer. In the meanwhile, he looked around at the other students. They were all busy and he even spotted Mr. Firth and Professor Elwood.
But the Puffer's attention was diverted when he saw a young girl with a woman who was studying the jars of eggs. "Action time,'' he thought.
"Good day, Ma'am,'' he said with a smile. "These Ashwinder Eggs were laid and frozen a few days ago. So they're fresh as they'll ever be!'' Jory know he was saying some crazy stuff, but whatever, if it would get him the sale he didn't care.
The woman looked at him and smiled while the girl fidgeted with one of the jars. "They certainly look fresh. And that's sometimes hard to find.'' He picked up the other jar and looked at it closely as if determined to make sure they were not stale.
Meanwhile, Jory was trying to retrieve the other jar from the girl. "Can I have it back please?'' he asked desperately, fearing that she might drop it. He stretched for it as she held it out of his reach. "Er...Ma'am? Could you tell her to give me back that?''
The woman, still examining the jar, looked around startled as she had not noticed the scenario going on with Jory and the little girl. "Anna!'' she said. "That is not a toy. You give it back to him at once.''
Jory took the jar in relief as the girl reluctantly held out the jar to him. "Thank you,'' he said, with mock sincerity. Like she would notice that. "That would be five galleons,'' he added to the woman, still keeping the other jar in his hands. "No discount for you as your daughter is so troublesome,'' he thought.
The woman dived into her pocket and counted out five galleons. "Your money, young man. Come along, Anna.''
"Yes, go along, Anna,'' Jory thought. "You're welcome, Ma'am!'' Jory watched them go. A few paces later, Anna turned and stuck her tongue out at him. "Really!'' he muttered. "the nerve of some kids.'' Oh well. He had gotten one more jar sold so he didn't mind.
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MERLIN'S. FLASHY. BELT. She was robbed!
More importantly, though, the boy apparently was either mute or overly quiet! He was not shouting!promoting his eggs but merely pointing at a ghastly looking sign. Marci couldn't imagine anything more horrible than being MUTE. Unable to speak! She stood right in front of the boy and dramatically put a hand to her chest, "Let me just say, holy Merlin's Beard! I do not even begin to imagine the distress you must be in. It's so sad! I kind of understand though. Once Stephanie, she's my best friend but kind of sassy and spoiled but I still love her to bits - anyways, she went ahead and put a silencing charm on ME. Me! For an entire half an hour I was completely silence and it was just torture!" She groaned and leaned closer toward the boy. "I found my wand soon and lifted the spell, though. I didn't understand why she would do such a thing. She does really wicked stunts sometimes, I don't understand her. Like this time when she borrowed my beret and ruined it then claimed to have never borrowed it? HEH. I mean, what did she think? That I don't keep a record of who borrowed what from my wardrobe? I have it locked and concealed behind a wall in my papa's mansion for a reason! It's why I couldn't wear it to my weekend with Papa today. I had to go with the casual outfit and dump the French touch. My Papa doesn't mind, he's a sweet old man. He was actually here just a minute ago." Marci looked around and saw Botros at the eeeeeend of the line, pretending to be interested in a wall crack. Hmmm. Weird man. "Is it true though?" She said after three seconds. "Only fifteen Sickles? Are you kidding? That boy just sold it for me for five galleons. Aren't you two from the same school? Are your eggs smaller than his? Tell you what, give me a jar. I'll pay one galleon for it. I don't mind. You deserve this one galleon. Your hair is nice and it goes with your pale complexion. I work in Madam Malkins, I know those stuff. I would say green would look the best on you. Try the French painter look one day, the girls will just swoon. I know these things!" She giggled and handed him a galleon and was about to open her mouth once again...
Errrrrr......
Theo ignored the weird girl completely, as if he didn't even hear her... but she just kept going on, and on, AND ON. He folded his arms and gave her a judging look. "What're you talking about?" He totally got lost the moment she said 'Stephenie is sassy and spoiled'.
"Fifteen sickles each. I have three eggs in this jar so that would be..." He paused for a while. A long while, and added it up on his fingers. "It would be like, at least 3 galleons." Close enough. He eyed her one measly galleon that she handed over to him, but his arms were still crossed. Sure, he knew that customers liked a good bargain but he wasn't that generous.
"You should have come to me first." He said, looking over to that guy that had just sold her his eggs. Theo couldn't remember his name, but knew that he was on the team this term. And then she was complimenting his hair and complexion. Well... he would agree but this was just a weird first conversation. Theo just raised an eyebrow and slowly nodded.
So, was it a deal?
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Once Kace sold his second jar, he had to change his tatics. He wanted to sell his but he probably should yell it louder.
"Get Your Ashwinder Eggs Here! On Sale for a Limited Time Only! Come on Down and Buy them! You will not be sorry!" Kace said loudly.
Once he said it, a young man was walking by and he smiled at him. "You trying to sell eggs young man?"
Kace nodded politely but in his head he was thinking "What gave away that idea.."
"Yes sir! Would you like some?" he asked.
The young man shook his head. "Oh i am sorry son, i already bought some." he said pointing to his jar. Kace's heart dropped and he was a little let down.
"Oh that is fine, i know a lot of people are selling around here." he said looking around.
"Well good luck to you sonny." the kind man said to him and walked away with his jar.
The Kace decided to walk around and even go outside the center. Once he was outside he saw a little girl with her mother. The little girl seemed like his age. She pointed at him, "Mommy that boy is cute." she smiled to him.
Kace smiled and then the mother saw what he was selling. "Oh are you selling Ashwinder eggs? I was actually looking for some. How much are you selling?" she asked him.
"Oh well i am selling for 5 galleons."
"How about 4 and you will get a deal." she winked at him. Kace nodded and handed her the jar. "Wait mommy i wanna give him the money." the little girl said tugging at her bag. "Alright sweetie go ahead.."
The little girl gave him the money and she smiled at him. "I hope i can see you around....?" she said asking for a name. "Kace." he replied. "Well see you around Kace." she said kissing him on the cheek and left.
He rubbed the place where she kissed her and he felt admired.
Theo ignored the weird girl completely, as if he didn't even hear her... but she just kept going on, and on, AND ON. He folded his arms and gave her a judging look. "What're you talking about?" He totally got lost the moment she said 'Stephenie is sassy and spoiled'.
"Fifteen sickles each. I have three eggs in this jar so that would be..." He paused for a while. A long while, and added it up on his fingers. "It would be like, at least 3 galleons." Close enough. He eyed her one measly galleon that she handed over to him, but his arms were still crossed. Sure, he knew that customers liked a good bargain but he wasn't that generous.
"You should have come to me first." He said, looking over to that guy that had just sold her his eggs. Theo couldn't remember his name, but knew that he was on the team this term. And then she was complimenting his hair and complexion. Well... he would agree but this was just a weird first conversation. Theo just raised an eyebrow and slowly nodded.
So, was it a deal?
OH he talks! Marci didn't really listen to everything he said, she just caught the three galleons part. She kept checking the other tables and her grandpa far away. "Three eggs per jar? I wonder how many eggs that boy had in his jar. I'm not about to just put my hand in and find out though. Did you wash the eggs after retrieving them? Speaking of which, where exactly did you get those eggs from? Did you wait an Ashwinder to lay some and retrieved them? Is that what students are doing now at Hogwarts? I think it's really cool that you're trying to help your school, don't get me wrong, but I still wonder about things you know. It's like I'm still ten when barely anything made any sense at all. I'll take the jar, it's still cheaper than that boy. Oh and by the way, you're not supposed to cross your arms when you talk to a customer." She added two galleons to her coin and put them on his table, looking genuinely mellow as she gave him her precious piece of advice. "You have to assume a more friendly and less snobby demeanor. It's hard, I know. I had difficulty too when I started working, but surprisingly people won't just approach you because you have nice hair. Really weird, huh?" There are lots of weird things in this world, Marci was definitely not one of them. She took her second jar from the boy and flashed him a big grin, "Nice to talk to you! And thank you for the eggs! You were really nice. See you around!" She hopped back, the jars dangerously swaying in her arms, and turned to call to Botros.
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Oh Professor Barlow! Callie hadn't really talked much with the new Professor yet but it seemed she was doing well already at the school planning field trips to the village and all that.
"Oh I see that now." That she wasn't trying to do something wrong, she was just working like she was supposed to. Nothing wrong with that. She finally found her money purse inside her bag and listened to the Gryffindor's price. She had heard some others nearby saying lower prices but the girl had been so kind.
And they were on sale. "Five Galleons it is then." She set the five fat, gold coins into the girl's hand.
Alexa beamed up at the woman, took the five galleons then fished out an Ashwinder egg for her. "Thanks for supporting me Professor!!" Really. Not many others would have. "And I hope you have a wonderful rest of the day in Hogsmeade!" BEAM.
Her day would be spent selling but she was sure they wouldn't be stuck here all day because she wanted to spend some of the galleons she'd earned.
Her gaze rested briefly on Laura. They had both just sold an egg but Lex had easily made nearly five times as much as her. There was a lesson to be learned in all this but if the Puffer couldn't see that then she wasn't about to point it out. Let her sell them for whatever she wanted.
Lex looked over at Mo who was suggesting that she settle down. How could she when some random creeper showed up and basically stole her merchandise??? It wasn't faaaaair. She wanted more for it and now he was gone and she only had three jars left that could be sold. As a result, she would not be selling another jar. They would all have to back up and find some eggs elsewhere if they couldn't be satisfied with one or two.
And yes, she meant that.
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Minerva was looking around for others that might want to buy these Ashwinder eggs. She had looked down at the eggs when she felt someone come near her. Looking up and smiling, "Would you like to buy any Ashwinder Eggs? We are selling them as a class today." Her smile quickly faltered when she realized who the person was standing across from her. "Oh hi Leelee" her cousin, this was well it just was.
Leelee smiled at Minerva, "Oh selling things now are we?"
Minerva decided she had to keep smiling she was with her professor, "Yes we are selling Ashwinder eggs. They are 5 galleons a jar." So either buy them or leave please, she thought to herself.
Leelee smirked, "Now what on earth would I do with Ashwinder eggs." She kept her smirk at Minerva and thought it over. "No.. no I have no need for them, I was just curious as to what was going on." Turning she headed down the street.
Minerva tried to keep her smile on her face, but she took a deep breath as her cousin walked away. Thankful she was gone, now it was time to find someone that actually wanted to buy these eggs.
Laura on the other hand was really selling her eggs for a bargain.
Because the girl had suggested the price herself, Calista didn't feel bad only paying that much for the egg compared to Alexa's price. She gave the correct coins to the Hufflepuff.
"That's a fair price Miss Hyde."
Laura looked at the Professor and smiled, she had lost how many jars she had sold was it one or two or three, she really just wanted to get out of there she wasn't really enjoying selling things. "Well Professor I have to be nice to my favorite Professors don't I."
"EXCUSE ME!" This woman snapped at the Professor "I HEARD YOU ARE SELLING ASHWINDER EGGS, HOW MUCH!" The woman pushed passed the Professor.
Laura just stared at the woman and then decided to be mean for her being rude. "5 galleons for a jar." Laura wasn't in the best mood and was shocked when the women handed her the 5 galleons, she didn't want to hand the jar over but knew she had to.
"OUT MY WAY!" The woman snapped as she shoved pasted the Professor and walked off with her jar off eggs,
Laura suddenly and for no reason apparent started giggled as the woman left, she then looked at the Professor. "Are you alright Professor?"
Still smiling from her first sale, the thirteen year old began advertising again, a little more loudly this time.
"Ashwinder Eggs! Ashwinder Eggs! Fresh! Frozen! Fireborn!" she shouted as she watched more people pass. Don't they hear us? she wondered about a few that didn't even bother to look their way. I guess I wouldn't like being heckled at either though, so who can blame them?
She sighed and continued with her mission. "Ashwinder Eggs! Great for potions! Hot off the press!....Except that they're not hot actuallllyyyy!" She wished that man would come back and buy all of her eggs so she could be done bothering people, but no such luck. He was long gone.
There was however, a short stumpy woman with a babushka on, crookedly walking towards her with a cane. She's um...sort of freaky isn't she then? She didn't mean to be rude though, so she tried to talk with her. "Hello ma'am, would you like to buy some eggs? They were just created yesterday." She supposed she couldn't really say born since the little snakes inside never really got a chance to be much of anything. The thought made her sad, but it seemed to be a standard practice, so she wouldn't object as long as it was for classwork.
She woman blinked and squinted at the jar. "Eggs? What kind of eggs?" She frowned at the girl and the blur of a sign she had set up. She really should work on finding those glasses soon...
Oh the poor thing, can't hear or see? She spoke up a little louder. "Ashwinder eggs, ma'am. Five galleons for a whole jar!" She nodded and pushed a jar towards her.
The woman blinked hard again and leaned forward. "Ashgrinder eggs? Grinder what? Five galleons for a grinder?! No, no...tsk tsk tsk." The old woman made a distrustful face and started to turn away.
Not wanting to lose a sale, Eliza piped up again. "No, not grinder. AshWwwiiinder. Winder. Like the snake! The snake, Ashwinder, eggs. Cures some fevers and is good for potions, ma'am." Not that this woman should be anywhere near a hot cauldron any time soon.
The woman turned around and rested her cane against the table, taking a jar in her hands. "Oh well why didn't you say so?" She shook the jar as if she could hear how good the eggs were. Grinder, winder, what's the difference, she grumbled internally. "Five galleons you say?" She dug around in her coinpurse and produced only three of the coins and laid them on the table, with dignity and pride of course.
"Yes ma'am. That's right," Eliza replied as kindly as she could, holding in a small exasperated eyeroll that she felt sneaking up. She had said that already! But at least the woman wanted to buy some, only...she had just three galleons. Twisting her lip at the low price, Eliza debated questioning the woman. But since she hadn't really spent any money herself trying to get the eggs, she let it pass. Plus she was old and could barely function anyway, so call it a senior discount. She collected the money and sent the woman on her way. "Thank you very much ma'am!"
Back to the grind. "Ashwinder eggs! Get your Ashwinder eggs here!!!" She patted her hands on her table for some sound effects, hoping to lure in a customer.
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Tucker wasn't all too concerned about this assignment. He was a charmer, he was sure to sell five jars in no time! How could anyone resist his face? Hehe. Plus, his mother had practically raised him in the art of being a Slytherin, and even though that hadn't turned out to be true he was still going to be as cunning and snakelike as possible to get full credit. Plus, he was sure they were using this as a way to get extra money for the school. Why wouldn't they be? It'd make perfect sense!
Once the professor had walked them into the area they were supposed to set up shop, he got his jars and cleared his throat. Alright. Showtime.
"Ashwinder eggs for sale! Five galleons a jar! Help the students of Hogwarts during this financial crisis we are facing and donate today! Perfect and fresh eggs ready for use, just five galleons!" he called into the air. He flashed a grin at every person who passed and although he didn't have any customers yet, they all smiled back politely.
Finally, an older gentleman walked over and gave the boy a grin. "Marvelous to see you students out fundraising for the school! Five galleons, you say?" he asked.
Tucker nodded.
The man pulled out his coin purse, counted out the money and then passed it on to Tucker. He grinned and handed the man his jar of eggs. "Thanks so much! Tell your friends to come out and help us too!" he added with a wink. The man chuckled and thanked him before walking off, examining his newly purchased eggs through the jar.
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Grin. "Yup, Ashwinder eggs." Nearly fresh out of the forest, actually. The blonde chose to not mention poor Ghost, the layer of said eggs. Oh and Mr. Firth had questions? Luckily enough, Ella had answers. She was well versed in all things Ashwinder by now.
"Well, Ashwinder eggs just so happen to be ingredients in many potions, y'now." Mhm, they were. "Most notably the Love potions, though I'm sure a man like yourself wouldn't need a potion to help with that." Too much? Eh. Complimenting the customer couldn't hurt. "They can also be consumed if, say, you came down with a terrible case of Ague." Yup. She'd read that too.
"They could make lovely gifts too. Y'know, for your colleagues around the holidays. Surely Professor Lafay or maybe even Healer Tillstorm would appreciate them."
"Potions, eh?" Like which ones? Oh, she was already anticipating her customer's questions! Good saleswoman, she was. But at the mention of the love potions, his face quickly held a scowl. Ruby... he thought. How long would it take for that particular pain to go away?
But the Captain was on to a different topic. He didn't catch all of her words, but he heard something about Hecate and Cece. Would Cece need these? I know her supplies are down... but how often does a student get ague? Surely not very often. However.. Ali definitely wanted to be in the good books of those particular ladies.
But he wasn't willing to shell out a few Galleons quite yet. "Le's say I buy some. How would I store them until Christmas? Do I have ter keep 'em frozen that whole time? How long are they good fer?" Yes, this was also a test, Bishop.
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Lex's eyes shifted from the Professor to yet another person who walked up to the stall. At least this one wasn't dressed in some creepy old cloak. One of those was enough. Ruuude man, very, VERY rude. Ahem, but back to the woman who stood before her. "Can I interest you in an Ashwinder egg or two ma'am?" In her perfectly pleasant tone and expression. She thought to question it when the woman suddenly started beaming but decided to wait for her to speak.
"You certainly can deary, how much are you selling these jars of Ahswinder eggs for?"
Consider her eyebrows raised as she looked over at the woman. Working with the creepy old guy maybe. Either way, no.
"I'm sorry but I'm not actually selling them by the jar...they...er... they're in great demand and you taking a whole 6 would deprive several other customers who might also like to make purchases."
The woman frowned a bit. All these signs...none of them said you couldn't buy a whole jar and she'd run out of them in her storage. "But, there are so many of you selling, surely a jar won't make a difference. Come now, name your price, everyone has their price." The adult world taught you that.
Lex scowled up at the woman.
Five galleons versus SO MUCH MORE GALLEONS IF SHE TOLD THE WOMAN TO FALL OFF A CLIFF, gee, wonder which one she'd choose.
"Like I said, I really don't think I should be selling you a whole jar, be reasonable, what would you do with so many? It doesn't seem realistic. In fact, you probably don't want to buy any but should because it's for a good cause." The making Alexa Cambridge richer cause. Buying a WHOLE BLOODY JAR wouldn't support that cause. NOPE.
Now it was the woman's turn to raise an eyebrow. "Young Lady, are you trying to sell or keep these jars? I'm not sure I follow but are you telling me not to buy them?"
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"I didn't say that."
She thought for a long moment then sighed. "Alright, here's what we'll do. You want all six, right?"
"Yes...that's right..."
"Then buy two from this jar," She said, tapping the one before them, "and the other four from this one." Lex pulled forward another jar that had yet to be opened. The woman gave her a questioning look that she quickly sought to dismiss. "Trust me, it makes a BIG difference." For her anyway. "You'll give me 8 galleons for the two from this jar and 4 galleons for the 4 in here."
The woman was now confused. "Uh...is there a difference between the eggs in this jar and the ones in that one?" She didn't want eggs of different qualities.
"Um...yes and no." Really she was just skating around the whole, can't sell a jar for more than five galleons thing but yeeeah, she wasn't about to mention that either. "Really they're the same but the price is directly proportional to the amount you buy." And with that she added a firm nod. "Do we have a deal?"
This time the woman was a little less sure but she nodded nonetheless she fished 32 galleons out of her money bag and slid them across the counter. "Can I at least have them all put into one jar?" That wouldn't be too much to ask of this strange girl.
"Oh sure, no problem!!!" Lex took two eggs from the first jar and replaced them with two eggs from the second jar. "Here you go, have a great day." BEAM. And that was how you beat the system. Heh.
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"Potions, eh?" Like which ones? Oh, she was already anticipating her customer's questions! Good saleswoman, she was. But at the mention of the love potions, his face quickly held a scowl. Ruby... he thought. How long would it take for that particular pain to go away?
But the Captain was on to a different topic. He didn't catch all of her words, but he heard something about Hecate and Cece. Would Cece need these? I know her supplies are down... but how often does a student get ague? Surely not very often. However.. Ali definitely wanted to be in the good books of those particular ladies.
But he wasn't willing to shell out a few Galleons quite yet. "Le's say I buy some. How would I store them until Christmas? Do I have ter keep 'em frozen that whole time? How long are they good fer?" Yes, this was also a test, Bishop.
"Yup, potions." Nodnod. The blonde beamed at the grounds keeper and tilted her head slightly at the scowl. Trouble in paradise, then? Poor Mr. Firth. He did have nice hair, though. That meant he would find love again soon. Nice hair was a very good way to attract women, y'know.
Oh so they were talking in hypotheticals now, huh? Ella watched and waited, biting her lip as the man continued to ask more and more questions. She was going to keep her cool, though. Even if she wasn't completely sure about the answers she was about to give. "Well if you did buy the eggs, you'd be one happy customer." Just saying. "I'd just store them in the jar, Mr. Firth." Because they were safe and sound in there and they looked nice too. "Since unfrozen Ashwinder eggs are extremely hot and have been known to set fire to things, my opinion would be that they should stay frozen." So she was basing this answer on facts, see? She wasn't completely full of bologna. "Also, if the plan is to use the eggs for those two things I mentioned previously, they can only be used when frozen." So just another fact to help with the keep them frozen thing. As for how long they'd keep, Ella really had NO idea. "I've never heard of Ashwinder eggs going bad, Sir, so I think they'll be just fine until Christmas." Cause y'know, that's the time frame that he'd thrown out there.
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One sale down, four more to go. This was going to be a piece of cake. Tucker didn't even really need to TRY. He just DREW people into him, ya know? He had that FACE. That was what the root of his success was, he was sure of it.
Anyways, next customer!
He turned to a woman who was walking by, who seemed friendly enough, and held out a jar. "Fresh ashwinder eggs? Only five galleons!" he said with a smile.
To his surprise, the old woman got very sour and instead of accepting his sales pitch, flung her arm out and sent them flying from his hand. "Get those things away from me, boy!" she cried out in anger before scouring off.
Man, what was her grudge against ashwinders??
Thankfully the jar had landed on Tucker's schoolbag that he had rested nearby, so it wasn't broken. Thank GOODNESS. Tucker shot a nasty glance at her retreating figure before trying the next person to pass.
He didn't want her business anyways!
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She didn't make the sale, she just smiled to Kurumi otherwise. "Its all good, you have a nice day" she smiled brightly. She continued to yell out about the eggs for sale until a woman walked forward.
She blinked for a few minutes before smiling brightly. "DIA! How are you?" She squealed and locked her arm around her sister in a HUGE hug.
"I'm alright kiddo" India smiled as she glanced at the stand. She was after all heading to school for potioneering. "So, you said five galleosn for these things?" She asked with a large grin on her face. "I'll take two" she smiled and handed over ten galleons. "No questions or haggling sis, take the galleons and hand me those eggs" she beamed as her sister handed her the eggs. "Love you dear, I'll see you over christmas and Happy Birthday monkey" she beamed before turning and leaving the stand and her sister alone.
A loud POP later she had left.
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Peyton rubbed her hands together, watching the crowd before her. There was a mischievousness flash in those green-gray eyes of hers and a smirk plastered on her face. The fourth year looked more like a snake stalking it's prey. Suddenly, and out of nowhere, she smiled pleasantly and clapped her hands once.
This was no time to scare or time to intimidate people, even that was one of her favorite pass times. She was here to sell Ashwinder eggs.
Peyton had owled her father and asked for a few tips on selling stuff and he answered back with a foot long parchment of tips. She also caught his worried words. Apparently he was worried that she was making such a fuss about Hogwarts. But why would she? Live was GOOD.
Especially if you ate ice cream every day. ^______^
The redhead set up a board she'd worked on over night and stuck it to her table. It read: PEYTON'S FROZEN AND READY ASHWINDER EGGS! in her curly writing. The words were charmed to glitter.
"Come and get your Ashwinder eggs! Frozen and ready for your own purposes!" she chirped, plastering her most dazzling smile on her face. It was something she'd seen her dad do with the ladies back when he wasn't married. It was like offering them free Galleons.
Except her smile, along with her pretty eyes and long eyelashes, she would attract anyone. That's what she believed in, anyway.
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Did everyone hear that? DID EVERYONE HEAR WHAT THIS DARLING LITTLE GRYFFINDOR HAD JUST SAID?! Oh he could just hug her again, but he made himself stop.
"Thaaaaaaaaaaank you and good luck selling the rest of your ashwinder eggs," he said with a wave as his three jars were placed delicately in his bag. And with one last glittering smile, he was off.
"Thanks!" She smiled back. And then...he was gone.
Phew.
Okay. Hopefully any other customers she had would be more...calm and less huggy. Not that she didn't like hugs...she just preferred them to be from her friends, not her friends' dads. Heh. It was still sorta funny. She'd have to tell Kurumi about this some time.
And now to focus on selling the rest of these jars.
Penelope stayed quiet but kept a pleasant smile on her face as she watched people pass by the table, waiting for one to come over. She didn't see the need in shouting at people to buy things right now. It was pretty hard to miss what they were selling, and yelling at them would only cause her to lose her voice, not make them any more inclined to buy something if they didn't already want it.
Finally, a woman and her small child walked by, and the little boy started pointing at them and tried to drag his mother over to the table.
"Look, mummy, eggs!" he said excitedly.
"We don't need any ashwinder eggs, Billy," replied his mother, trying to pull him away from the table.
"Want ashywind eggs!"
"Only three galleons!" Penelope called out, trying not to grin too much at the boy's excitement. It was kinda amusing.
"Free galeuns, mummy!"
"Real useful too," Penelope continued. "Used in potions and to cure ague..."
"I'm sorry, we just don't have need for them right now," the woman replied, picking up her flailing son to continue their trip down the street. The boy was stretching his arms over his mother's shoulder, looking as if he thought his little arms would be long enough to reach for a jar even as he was carried away.
"Bye-bye, ashywind eggs," he said sadly with a little wave.
Penelope waved back, and then the pair disappeared among the crowd.
Well, no sale. Pity. At least the little boy had been kinda adorable and amusing.
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She watched as villagers passed by. Some would look her way, look thoughtful, then walk away. If it wasn't for her great mood she'd be scowling at everyone, but she had to remember to keep a cool head. Her dad did say business wasn't easy. That one had to play the customer up. Look for those who looked weak, get into their head and BAM! they'd cave right in.
Scanning the crowd, Peyton spotted the person that would be her first customer. She was confident about this one. It was a man, head balding with gray hair at the sides, leaving the top of his head shiny. He wore a pea green coat and was holding it tightly against him. He almost looked paranoid. Mwahaha!
"Sir!" Peyton said. The man glanced everywhere and then pointed at himself. "Yes, you. I love your coat. Nice shade of green." Not really. "I want to share a secret with you." She beckoned him curling her finger toward her. Yes, come here.
The man, shrinking into himself glanced every way and took slow steps toward her. "Y-Yes?"
"You see these eggs?" Peyton didn't wait for a response. "They'll save your life. HOW?" Again, she went on. "You see, there has been rare cases of Ague going around. You do know that, right? Every wizard should be well informed. Anyway, Ashwinder eggs are going out fast. Faster than brooms on Quidditch season. So, we're all here to help the people of Hogsmeade. But..." she beckoned him closer. "I've taken special care of this eggs. Why do you think their color is bright and so alive?" She took a jar and pushed it toward him. "For only f--" Not five. "Seven Galleons you can have this WHOLE jar of Ashwinder eggs. I was giving them out for ten Galleons, but since you seem like a nice person, I'll give you a discount." She smiled sweetly at him. "Might cure your sweating. That's a sign of Ague." He wasn't really sweating, but he might be now. Hehee.
The man stared at Peyton, his eyes wide with paranoia. He felt warm. Too warm. And he was sweating. The sweet little girl had pointed that out herself. Now he had chills running up his arms. Oh, Merlin. He was going to die, wasn't he? He eyed the jar. He needed those eggs. He didn't want to die!
Digging into his robe pocket, the man produced seven Galleons and with a shaky hand he handed them over to the girl and snatched up the jar, hiding it in his robes. Those were HIS eggs. "T-Thank y-you," he stammered.
Peyton tilted her head and smiled once more. "No, thank you." As the man turned away, Peyton dropped the Galleons into her purse. "Have a nice day and don't die!"
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A little put off from his last failed attempt, Tucker just cleared his throat and got his head back in the game. He couldn't let one crazy lady get in his head like that! He immediately put a grin on his face once more and turned to the crowd again.
"Step right up and get your fresh ashwinder eggs! Only a few days old, the best of their kind!" he called. Wow, he should really go into sales after this, he was a natural..."Ashwinder eggs, only five galleons!"
A friendly looking woman stepped up to him and fished around in her purse for five galleons. "Here you go, son - how old are these again?" she asked.
"Just a few days, m'am," he told her with a smile as he took the money from her.
She grinned. "Perfect! I need them for a potion I'm making, and this is a right steal compared to those shops in Diagon Alley! Thank you again," she said one more time before putting the jar in her purse and walking off.
Tucker grinned and pocketed his most recent sale. Almost halfway there!
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Post 2- Kurumi and Botros family (stupid quotes didn't wooooork)
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Kurumi was obviously not going to buy eggs from Mo, considering she'd just bought some from Beezus, but he stayed by her side and waved half-hearted jars of eggs and wary customers from time to time. "I don't want to bother Vivi and Selina... they're busy this weekend, I'm sure." And he wasn't going to go begging his sister to be a customer when she was trying to scrape by on her own. That was what mothers were for.
"I'm not sorry I made Walnut wear that cape. I really think he wanted to be a super hero and was feeling jealous of Titus," Mo was pretty emphatic about the wants and needs of his pets. He just KNEW, okay?
"You send me some cookies, Miss Kurumi. Don't let Selina eat any more of them, on account of I need them more than she does because I'm growing and she's done." She got another broad grin, but then Mo spotted his very favorite professor.
Ab-BOT!! "Professor! Professor Botros! Do you want to buy Ashwinder eggs today? Did you bring Feo? Is this girl with you? How was your summer?" There. Eggs had been offered.
Mika had successfully sold to two people. She just had to sell one more - that was her goal after all. She wanted to see if she could sell one more jar of eggs. And then maybe she would see if she could find people to buy from other students. You know yell, run into the store and chat up Hops? Those kind things.
Mika threw her hands into the air and hollered a bit more. "Ashwinder EGGS" she squawked at people trying to get people's attention. She mainly got glares. She did shoot Peyton a look when she slyly made someone think they were dying. "That is so not called for" she muttered to herself as she tried to attract customers to her booth. "Aswinder Eggs - get these rare magical snake eggs for your potion needs - don't worry customers these properly frozen specimen won't explode on you. Just think about all the wonderful egg you can use in your daily potion needs" she called in a sing-songy voice to the crowd.
A bearded old man with a wobbly cane hobbled over to her. "Did you say mash fingers?" He asked a confused look on his face. "What is this mash finger?" He stared at her and blinked a few times.
Blink. Blink. Blink.
"Oh, no...not mash fingers - I don't know what those would be." She smiled at the old man, "Probably mashed potato friend in finger-shaped things...like fish fingers but potato fingers?" She offered with a shrug.
Yes, she was answering a most likely crazy man's question. "Sir, I said Ash-wind-er eggs." She smiled at the man.
"Those grey snakes? I'd like an egg..." He smiled of course the girl didn't know he wanted to eat the egg. Eating them sounded like a good plan they were eggs after all. "How much?" He asked a bright dimpled smile etched into his wrinkled face.
"They are five galleons a jar," she smiled to the man and handed him the eggs as he handed over the coins and hobbled back off. He was quite a good hobbler. Very agile.
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Kurumi was obviously not going to buy eggs from Mo, considering she'd just bought some from Beezus, but he stayed by her side and waved half-hearted jars of eggs and wary customers from time to time. "I don't want to bother Vivi and Selina... they're busy this weekend, I'm sure." And he wasn't going to go begging his sister to be a customer when she was trying to scrape by on her own. That was what mothers were for.
"I'm not sorry I made Walnut wear that cape. I really think he wanted to be a super hero and was feeling jealous of Titus," Mo was pretty emphatic about the wants and needs of his pets. He just KNEW, okay?
"You send me some cookies, Miss Kurumi. Don't let Selina eat any more of them, on account of I need them more than she does because I'm growing and she's done." She got another broad grin, but then Mo spotted his very favorite professor.
Ab-BOT!! "Professor! Professor Botros! Do you want to buy Ashwinder eggs today? Did you bring Feo? Is this girl with you? How was your summer?" There. Eggs had been offered.
Botros was still trying to get away from the girl and get a moment or two of silence when his eyes caught Branxton. "Mr. Branxton-- Marco!" He approached his table, nodding at the Ravenclaw and the girl nearby. "Also Ashwinder eggs, eh?" There was more to say, of course, but he didn't have the chance to. Marci came with two jars under each arm and a shining smile on her face. "Marci, dear! You bought two jars! What..." was she going to do with them exactly? Ab just stared at her, confused.
"HI!" This boy was not like the two former ones, he TALKED! Almost as efficiently as she did, saving lots of oxygen between sentences. "Yes, of course I'm with papa Botros. This is our first weekend together and he wanted to introduce me to his students. You guys are very impressive by the way, you're actually sort of working on weekends! That must be a pain." She didn't wait for the boy to speak but quickly nodded at his eggs, "Your jars look cleaner. I'm buying those to try and use them in my own beauty products! How much are your eggs for? Are you sure they're good? I don't want to buy cheap ingredients for what I'm making. I still think you should put a ribbon around the jars, they'll look more appealing to the crowd. It's a good thing they're eggs and not eyes then you'd have to use darker jars. Did you--"
Botros placed a hand on the girl's shoulder and pushed her gently to the side, "We'll take a jar." He deserved it. Anyone who listened to Marci did. Ab considered dropping few extra Knuts for the other two boys even. "My granddaughter likes to... communicate with people very much." Cue nervous chuckle as the girl tried to balance the two jars in her arms as she nodded vigorously, confirming.
Lex was still grinning from her previous sale when she saw someone else walk up to the stalls. She'd never seem him around before...maybe because she spent her Hogsmeade time in the candy shop but ah well, those were minor details that no one paid attention to.
She grinned up at him.
"Good day sir! I don't know about everyone else but I'm selling mine for 10 galleons--oh but I just had a customer, see, and I told him he could get them for 9 if he bought two!" It was a bargain!!! Er... was that what they called it??
Meh, the point was, she was selling stuff and this guy was buying. He WAS buying right? Don't tell her he was wasting her time because while he stood here he was keeping her from another potential sale.
"Would you be interested in the same deal or will you only be needing one?" Had to keep her expression pleasant. Yup.
Here, a lil' girl was tryna' take Saul's money already. Poor thing. He felt bad fer th' lass, considerin' this was her weeken' too and she oughter be able ter enjoy it, but nope, she was out here sellin' eggs. Fer a class, it looked like.
Lousy fundraiser if yeh asked him. But th' only thing anybody was asking Saul was whether or not he wanted their ashwinder eggs. Hmmhmm.
"I only need th' one jar," he mumbled. Saul held his wallet firmly in one hand and picked up one of the girl's jars with th' other. "Hmm." Ten galleons fer this!
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It was a Saturday. A Hogsmeade weekend at that they were going to sell Ashwinder eggs because Professor Barlow said that they could keep whatever profit they made. And really, she needed money. She had tons of things to save up for. Moreover, the turnstiles at the school were still standing and probably won't be gone for sometime soon. They required money.
So here she was. Acting all businesslike because she had a business to run.
Beezus ran a hand through her hair then cleared her throat. Time to get the party going....errr....business running.
"Ashwinder eggs! Ashwinder eggs! Come on and buy some. You can use them for potions or even crack them on your heads!"
That last part wasn't really appropriate but hey...this was business. Rhyming words often caught them ol' customer's attention.
Well, come on then people....
Oh. Hullo there Mister!
Lexa had snagged him first, she saw that. But.... "Hello sir! Hello, hello. Would you like to buy a jar of Ashwinder eggs? I can give you two jars for 7 galleons." Brows. Hey, that was still a lot of money.
But maybe he didn't need to spend ten whole galleons. "Seven galleons fer two," Saul repeated, setting the first girl's jar down with a thud. "Well I'll be, lil ladeh, is that a square deal?"
He spat in his empty hand and held it out fer her t' shake.
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As Kace made his first deal and sold his ashwinder eggs for cheap, he noticed another buyer on the streets. He stepped up because he wanted to sell his jar.
"Hello sir, you can buy one jar of my ashwinder eggs for 5 galleons. I say it is a great price for the amount you get!" he said trying to make a sale.
He was trying to be a good salesman. If he didn't make the deal he would be fine with it. Not everyone was keen on buying eggs from a first year.
"Sorreh, son," Saul used his wallet-holdin' hand ter tip his hat toward the lil' boy, "but I think I've got me a bargain here, wit this 'un." He nodded toward Beezus.
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Here, a lil' girl was tryna' take Saul's money already. Poor thing. He felt bad fer th' lass, considerin' this was her weeken' too and she oughter be able ter enjoy it, but nope, she was out here sellin' eggs. Fer a class, it looked like.
Lousy fundraiser if yeh asked him. But th' only thing anybody was asking Saul was whether or not he wanted their ashwinder eggs. Hmmhmm.
"I only need th' one jar," he mumbled. Saul held his wallet firmly in one hand and picked up one of the girl's jars with th' other. "Hmm." Ten galleons fer this!
But maybe he didn't need to spend ten whole galleons. "Seven galleons fer two," Saul repeated, setting the first girl's jar down with a thud. "Well I'll be, lil ladeh, is that a square deal?"
He spat in his empty hand and held it out fer her t' shake.
"Sorreh, son," Saul used his wallet-holdin' hand ter tip his hat toward the lil' boy, "but I think I've got me a bargain here, wit this 'un." He nodded toward Beezus.
Twitch.
Why did everyone want to buy a whole jar. It worked out crudily for her when they decided to be smart about it. Really, with her, it cost less to buy the entire thing but really, she never thought many people would want the WHOLE jar.
Here this man was proving her wrong--
STOP!!!
STOP STOP STOP
Was it just her or was Bee like TOTALLY RUINING her sale??? Um. NO. "Excuse me Sir." Because this was just a NO. It was no longer about the galleons she earned but the principle behind it. Namely, she saw him FIRST. Besides, she unfortunately had a more reasonable price. "But that's not really a deal she's offering." Nope nope nope. "She'll give you two for 7 galleons but I'm required to sell the jar for 5. Think about it Mister, you'd get 5 of 'em for 2 galleons less than what you would have paid for only two."
For once she didn't mind abiding by these sales rules. Not if it got HER the customer. "So what'd you say? You want 'em?"
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