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Mo paused in wrapping up his very first jar, going very still as the chatty!girl was being chatty. Oh, was that what it was like to talk to him? All those questions and thoughts and not a moment to respond to them? He squinted at the girl before shrugging and tying a ribbon around the mouth of the jar. Since she wanted it and all. "We don't work all the weekends, but yeah, we're super impressive. I'm often impressed by us. But are you using the eggs in a beauty product? Do you sell them? Because to make enough product to sell, you have to buy in BULK, and I just so happen to be willing to sell in bulk. I'll sell you my last four jars for 15 galleons. That's a great deal." Professor Botros got a nod and a wink. |
Text Cut: Elalalalala Well now, she was quite full of information, wasn't she? "Yer reasonin' seems sound enough ter me. Based on fact, tha's what I like ter see in our upper level students!" Because some of them had less common sense than that cheese cauldron guy. And that was saying something. Right. She'd answered everything in a satisfactory manner. Now only one thing remained. "Alrigh', one las' question, then." He paused for dramatic effect, leaning in and setting his palm on the table. "How much fer a jar?" At this, Firth allowed a small smiled to creep onto his face. |
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"So yeh just want meh to buy five fer five? But I could have ten fer two! If it makes any dif'rence," here he started unscrewing the lid on one of the jars, "yeh can combine th' glass jars and sell me ten eggs in one jar fer six, eh?" Heh heh heh. |
Post Two As she stood there, yelling about having eggs for sell, Sky was watching as well. Watching as her classmates got visited by Professors Elwood and Botros, Mr. Firth, one of the shopkeepers and Hogwarts very own alumni, Kurumi Hollingberry. Grrr. If only she had an owl available to her right now. But no. And they were set up too far from the post office for that to help. Hopefully, her aunt would at least think to send one of her Ministry contacts down here. Maybe a MLEer themselves. Or not. Either way, she had to get these jars sold. There were house points involved, damn it! And the Puffers were in the lead. Not to mention that she was now on the Quidditch team, which meant she had to be a role model, or something like that. "Ashwinder eggs, get your Ashwinder eggs! Only five galleons a jar!" Merlin, she hoped they found whoever had stolen Hogwarts' money and got it back soon. This whole selling thing was getting ridiculous already. Oh, those poor dearies. Having to sell stuff on the streets because whoever handled Hogwarts' funds was too dumb to diversify. Really, how hard would it have been to invest some of it in the potions market? Anywho, they were here now. Vanessa approached the most discouraged looking one. "I'll take a jar," she said, holding out five galleons. Ha, this one was slightly more polite than the last guy. "Thank you, mam." She took the coins and handed the woman a jar. "Have a nice rest of the day." 'Cause, you know, she seemed to actually know how a business worked. And two down.... "No, thank you." She had a potion that she was working on and was having a heck of a time finding the eggs. And this was the perfect amount for what she needed. |
Post 6 SPOILER!!: Firth! Ella was just watching Mr. Firth. She was maybe a bit on edge because she was expecting more questions and really, she was sort of grasping at straws at this point. Her information bank had been tapped so homegirl needed to be cut some slack, okay? Okay. Blink. Yeah? "I'm really glad you think so, Sir." GRIN! All that studying paid off, it seemed. "I did quite a bit of reading on the subject so...I'm glad it shows." And that he'd noticed. Thanks very much. ^___^ Blink. Blink. One more question? Ella forced a smile and nodded. "Of course." GRINNNNNNN. She'd totally hooked him. "5 galleons a jar, Mr. Firth." Nodnod. "But since you do such a good job at school, I'd be willing to make it 4." Just saying. |
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There was a slight scowl. "I stand to lose if I do that. Sorry. No." And She wouldn't understand why Bee would want to waste two jars like that. It was hardly a gain. You'd think that since they got to keep the money they'd try to get as much as possible. It was almost enough to make her shake her head. First Laura then her. Two dim people being allowed to sell in one day. Pity. "You're a grown up, you know how the business world works and at the end of the day we all need a decent paycheck. I'm not lowering them anymore just to out sell her because I'll have made less than her and only you will benefit." As it stood, she was FAR too selfish to let that happen. "I'm still offering a jar for 5 galleons and you can still buy her eggs but you should buy mine too otherwise you stand the chance of hurting my fragile self-esteem that's only now budding--I was twelve just a couple months ago, still young and impressionable. Who knows, you might be the reason I turn into a Dark Wizard and terrorize the entire wizarding world. I have excellent memory, I'll remember you then too. Think about it." And she added a solemn nod to that too. It's was only five galleons. No need to be cheap. |
Post 5 Jory had just one more jar to sell and he was hoping he would get it sold. He kept a keen eye out for an opportunity. He just didn't want to come in contact with no more rude kids. He looked at the jar. "Hopefully, you'll be off soon, jar of eggs.'' But no one seemed to be stopping by him at that moment. The badger figured he would have to open his mouth and bellow out about the eggs and maybe even offer a discount. Just as he was about to do that, however, an old man stopped not far from him and was looking at the students with a puzzled explanation. "Can I help you, Sir?'' Jory asked, grabbing the man's attention before anyone else could. The man shuffled up to Jory. "What's going on here?'' he asked in a loud voice. "What are these thing in these jars?'' "We're students at Hogwarts, and we're selling fresh Ashwinder eggs,'' Jory explained patiently. "Would you like to buy my last jar?'' The old guy stared at the seventh year. "Now why would I want to do that?'' he asked in that loud voice of his. "Got no use for such things.'' He looked around at the other students and shook his head and began to shuffle away. "It's five galleons a jar but I could give you for four instead. You can give it to a family member, or something,'' Jory called to the man's retreating back. But it was no use. |
Post 4 Tucker was a bit disappointed that he hadn't sold all his jars yet...he'd been here almost half an hour. Maybe sales was a bit harder than he thought it was. Just when he was about to open his mouth and yell out an advertisement when a young man approached him. "Hey man, are you selling the ashwinder eggs too?" he asked him. Tucker smiled and nodded. "Why yes I am. Interested in some? Fresh and only a fe--" "Yes, I'll take two jars please!" the man said, taking out his galleons and tossing a 10 galleon piece at him. He took the two jars greedily in his arms and then scurried away. Well, that had been a bit odd but hey, double sale! He had one more jar to go and he was done! |
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The hat, obviously, was the clincher here. But no one was COMING to her and she finally gave in. She could lure them over there without screaming, though, yeah? "Those are some lovely eggs you've purchased there, miss," Alice informed the small person when she was close enough, speaking matter-of-factly and trying to sell to the young one instead of her professor. Mostly because she probably had her grandfather wrapped around her little finger (and she knew all about that, the fifth year had one of those, too). "What're you getting them all for? Making something with them, I assume? Because if you were, you'd need good eggs." She tapped her hat knowingly, just so little miss Botros knew she'd be getting the best eggs around if she got them here. Then she pushed forward a couple more jars of the prettiest colored jars that little girls would possibly like. And waited to be given money. |
Post 4 Minerva took a deep breath trying to calm from her encounter with her cousin. She couldn't believe of all places it was here while she was selling Ashwinder eggs that she would run into Leelee. Well no matter, she had to get back to the homework and these four jars she still needed to sell. Seeing a man wondering around looking curious she picked up a jar and walked around the table smiling, "Hello there, having a good day?" She was becoming more comfortable at this, but once you face Leelee you get a feeling of being able to do anything. "I was wondering if I could have a moment of your time. See my classmates and I are selling these Ashwinder eggs for our class and I was wondering if you would be interested in buying a jar." The man was just walking minding his own busines when all of a sudden there was a girl next to him, speaking to him about eggs. He looked at her oddly and gave a sort of grunt at first. Eyeing the tables, the students, and then really getting a look at her. Hogwarts students maybe, "You said eggs, why would you be selling eggs." Minerva kept her smile and held up the jar, "Well it was for a class project, we had to freeze the Ashwinder eggs and now we are doing a learning experience of selling them. They are 5 galleons a jar. Would you be interested." The man eyed her and thought it over, "Five galleons you say." Not a bad price, but what did he need eggs for. Still thinking it over he gave the girl a smile, "I can't say no to a learning experience, how about you give me two jars." Reaching into his pocket he pulled out his money Handing her ten galleons, "I hope you enjoy your learning experience." He said before taking the jars and walking off. Minerva's smile grew as he said he would take not one jar, but two. Wow this guy was super nice. Taking his money she handed him the two jars. "Thank you and you have a fantastic day sir." |
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"Seven galleons for two jars, yes." She repeated and offered the man a sweet smile. And yes, it was absolutely a square deal! "Of course, sir. I'm selling you two jars with ten eggs total for seven galleons. That is a neat bargain considering I should be giving each jar away for 5 galleons." So, he was saving three if he bought from her. Technically, one jar had six and she was selling that for 4 galleons, the second one only had 4 and that was why she moved it down to 3 galleons. Either way, it was still a total of ten eggs AT 7 galleons! It was a fair bargain. So....was it time to wrap the two jars just yet? SPOILER!!: Lex and Bunyons! XD Then she chuckled....the Gryffindor was guilt-tripping the man! Snooooort. She couldn't have that. She was giving the man a very good bargain here and a younger peer wasn't going to get in her way. This wasn't a classroom where she had to look after them and make sure they earned something. They were all businessmen and businesswomen here and this was real business going on. Surely, Lex, understood that? Back to the man. Oh, hey. Face here...this is where the real deal is. "Sir, I'm sure you don't want to argue with this little girl any further." And then she bent down to get the two jars from behind her table and lifted it up on the surface. "One jar with 6 eggs, the other, unfortunately only with 4... But you still have a sum of 10. You'll take this for 7 galleons, yes?" Add in the cheerful smile and she was more than sure she'd close this deal. Oh, and....a wink for you, Lexa-doll. The business world is harsh. You can't get everyone to always like what you have for them so, in ways, you have to tweak a few things to meet their demands. After all, the customer is always right. |
CoMC HW1 - Post 3 No one had approached her yet, so she continued to hoot and holler about the eggs. "Eggs for sale! Snake eggs! Special eggs! Frozen eggs!" Those all sounded like interesting things for eggs to be, so she was sure someone would meander nearer soon. And just like clockwork, they did. A young man with a book bag slung over his shoulder browsed the student tables. He was in a hurry and didn't really need to be shopping, but he was curious. Sue him. He approached a girl who seemed to be fairly well put together, with that sign and everything, and asked what was going on. "Excuse me, but what are these?" She noticed the bag he was carrying and wondered if he was in University. I wonder what he studies... She wasn't sure what she wanted to study after school. The whole idea excited and terrified her at the same time. But before she could get too lost in her thoughts, she answered him. "These are Ashwinder eggs, sir. Freshly collected, yesterday. They're great for potions!" Or so I've heard. She smiled widely at him and pushed further. "We're only selling them today, then we have to go back to school." Maybe he'd gone to Hogwarts too? "Would you like to buy a jar for five galleons? They don't expire, ever, so it's sort of like an investment." She was getting better at this. He chuckled at her sales pitch. She was doing a good job, even if he didn't really need any of the eggs. With another chuckle he said, "Back to school, huh? I'll bet you're in Ravenclaw. I was too." He picked up a jar and held it to close to his eyes to look at the eggs. "I don't remember ever selling anything while I was at Hogwarts. Why are you doing so now?" He raised an eyebrow at her, trying to figure out what was going on. Not that he thought the kids were scamming him, it was just...odd. She grew a bit bashful when he pinned her as a Claw. Did I seem too...detailed or something? She turned her head slightly and asked, "How could you tell?" It was pretty neat that he was a Claw too though. "We're selling them because Hogwarts is having a, er, funding problem at the moment apparently, so the students are required to pay for things at the school that we normally aren't. It's been sort of...different this year." She didn't want to sound too disrespectful towards the school so she left it at that. "So how about it?" she said with a wink. WOAH, did I just, was that kind of flirty or ? Weird. He smirked at her inquisitiveness. "Oh, I can always spot a fellow Eagle." His brow furrowed as he listened to her go on about the school. Funding problem? "Well that sounds...crummy. I'm sorry to hear that..." He sat the jar back down and made a mental note to investigate this situation when he was done with his thesis paper that week. And did she just? This little girl just winked at me? He was amused. Clearly she had no idea what she'd done, judging by the color in her face and the confusion in her eyes. He lolled his head back and teased her, "Cheeky aren't we?" He laughed and reached a hand into his pocket. "All right then, fine, you sold me. Happy now?" He smirked again and put the jar in his bag. Glad he took that well. She kept her expression more reserved now, save for the one last big successful smile she gave him when he put the money on the table. "Yes, very happy. Thank you very much!" She added the five galleons to her pile and added before he left, "And um, have a good time scouting out all the other Claws!" Yeah it was weird, but that's all she could think to say. And she was hungry, so that might've been throwing her off. Could she eat these? |
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What was different exactly? West was still being mysterious and not hollering at customers to come over. He was also still wearing his sunglasses. The thing was, he was also trying to target people that weren't interested in buying eggs. The gamblers were definitely a good market. Also the greedy. They were his target too. And the naturally curious. "Put yours under the cloth too, if you wanna join me." West said seriously. Then he put a sign in front of the covered jars, one that he'd charmed to be animated. It was all about the flare and the show after all. Only 6 sickles a guess! 13 sickles gets you three guesses! 6 wrong guesses gets you a consolation prize! Buy a hint for just 1 galleon! ooc: for my reference - Post 1 |
Post Three: Botros, Firth and anyone else ;) After the nice woman left, Sky returned to staring at the students with the professors. Actually, glaring was more like it. Hey McGreedys, hows about you share the wealth, hmm? And of course, it was Ravenclaws and Gryffindors. Typical. Was it some kind of rule the smartest and the bravest also had to be the stingiest? Welp, it was time to fix that. "Hey, Professor Botros, Mr. Firth! Have some good, quality Slytherin eggs here!" Because everything Slytherin was the best DUH! Good solid argument there. Plus, wasn't the staff supposed to be fair to everyone, regardless of house? Yeah, thought so. And smirk and thumbs up to you, Odessa and Captain. |
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"Bye..." He murmured, waving a little. He thought about the ribbon thing, and nodded, before quickly conjuring a couple of ribbons. Bending down to the table, he wrapped the silver and green ribbons around the tops of the jars. Ahh. Now they looked nice and pretty. Now to get a new person. There was a nice man walking down. "Ashwinder eggs sir?" Yes. Come on over. |
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Botros sighed and gave his student an encouraging arm pat before handing him five galleons. "I appreciate the gesture, son, but it's okay really. Five galleons it is." Ab knew this was for a good cause and he wouldn't hold back on chipping in, in every possible way. "That was a very good bargaining. Your skill is almost as good as your Galdr chanting." Smiling and tapping both jars with his cane to shrink them. "I need to get her out of here before she drives the kids mad." And there she was staring at Alice's egg hat... oh, not good. Text Cut: Alice lemonie "Merlin's pants! Your cap! It's brilliant! Where did you get it? Did you make it? Is it for sale? Oh, I wish I could buy it! I can give you five galleons for it, I can't just focus on the eggs when I'm not wearing a similar egg hat! It gives you this--" Marci struggled for a moment trying to come up with a word, "--funky look! It'll be SO great if I get out of here with a dozen jars and an egg hat on my head. Now I know why Merlin didn't want me to wear my beret! It's destined, I think. If five galleons aren't enough, I can pay twelve. I can't pay more than that now because we still need to stop by the three broomsticks and have something to eat. Papa didn't tell me there was a sale here, if he had I would've brought more money. Can you believe how lucky you and me are? You want to sell things and I want to buy them!" The twenty one year old flashed the girl a dazzling grin. SEE? Everything was so clear! "Your jars are more colorful and neat than the rest of the boys but I think it's because we, girls, know how to present things better. It's not their fault they forget about beauty. Especially when they're this young. But I want to buy your hat. You can break one of the jars and assume it was bought instead if you want." Botros, from where he stood by Mo's table, shook his head. "Hello Captain Fischer. That's Marci, my granddaughter. Marci, you can't tell her to do that. She offered you her egg jars." He chastised and waited for them to close the deal. Quote:
"Hello there, miss!" He did remember her from his classes. Also a very good runester. Botros smiled apologetically and gestured toward his granddaughter. "I'm sorry, dear. She already bought four jars. We're all egged out today." Unless Fischer fools her into buying more... "But good luck anyways." |
post 1 Daichi followed the rest of the class away from Hogwarts and towards Hogsmeade with a small smile in a long time. This was the first time he had done homework outside of the castle grounds and it was good to be out. Even if it was a little cold. He had five jars in his bag that he could sell and without a moment waiting he quickly found a place to sell. Finding a spot he thought was relatively good because it was near the entrance of Hogsmeade , he took the jars of eggs out of his bag and placed them in front of him. Alright, here he went~ "ASHWINDER EGGS! BUY HERE YOUR ASHWINDER EGGS!" he shouted, trying to get over the voices of the other students. "COME ON THEY ARE CHEAP" liar. It didn't take long for the first person to arrive. It seemed that the woman had just wandered inside Hogsmeade and seemed a little shocked at the situation of students selling eggs. With a sly grin, Daichi knew that this was his oppertunity. "Hello, Miss! Want to buy a jar of Ashwinder eggs?" he called as he motioned the woman to come to him with his arm. "Oh? You lot are selling them oh how fun! that reminds me of my own time as a student, you know young man you really remember me of someone." eeeh...right.... Daichi just stared at the older woman. "I do?" he asked, he couldn't help himself because he was curious after all. "Yes, young man, you remind me of..my old puppy, his name was Eddy. you really have that puppy look in your eyes ..oooh are those ashwinder eggs?" ...More staring on Daichi's side. Was he just called a puppy? Old people were weird! Besides , puppies weren't cool, now if she had said he looked like a cute duck he would have given her a jar for free , hehe. "I'd like to buy one from you" The woman told him and it was then that another costumer , a man had come to check out what he was selling. "Thank you!" Daichi smiled "It normally cost five galleons but i have a special discount for you. One jar for four galleons please" The woman dug in to her purse and took out a leather wallet. She handed over the money and Daichi placed them in his pocket. "Thank you very much, enjoy the eggs!" He waved his hand at the nice old lady when in the corner of his eyes he saw that the man who had come earlier had picked up a jar and held it in front of him. "OI! , you touch it, you buy!" |
Post four The man that he had seen really took his time to come over. It was like he was walking in slow motion or something. Clement frowned, ready to try and sell to someone else when the man eventually got to see his table. "Hello sir." The slytherin smiled, trying to be as polite as possible. That was the way to get sales after all. "Fancy some ashwinder eggs?" He murmured, motioning out in in between them at the jars he had remaining. "5 galleons for one jar, and there is six eggs in a jar." So it didn't seem that bad a price for him. Not really. He smiled at the man. Oh wow. His jaw was going to end up hurting soon. But if all the smiling worked, and got him a sale it was worth it. "5 galleons you say?" The man murmured, picking one jar up, and examining it, before nodding. "Good deal." He murmured, reaching into his pocket and pulling 5 galleons out. He handed them to Clement, before he smiled, and wandered off. These would be perfect for his potion. "Goodbye Sir." Cle smiled, though it was a little smaller now because his cheeks were aching. As the man walked away, Cle pocketed the galleons, and waited to serve his next customer. |
Post 5 "I need to sell this one before i can go back to the castle" said Sonea to herself while she watched all the people who were walking around her, she searching for somebody who seemed to be interested in what she was doing and spotted a man who was watching her. Quickly she faked a smile and ran toward the man with the Jar in her hands. "Sir, are you interested in this Ashwinder egg? I need to sell it for a school project and you are helping me a lot if you want to buy it from me." Sonea repeated the story she had used while she tried to sell a egg to a other costomer and hopefully it would work with this man. Sir: "Oh, and what is the price from this egg?" The man seemed interested and Sonea smiled even wider at the man. "You can have it for 5 galleons" said Sonea calmly, as if it was a normal price for a simple egg. Sir: "No, i can't do that, that is too much, i can give you 3 galleons for it and nothing more." Sonea stared at the man and tried to find out if he meant what he was saying or that he just wanted to negotiate with her. But eventually decided Sonea that it would be better to accept the price from the man and nodded. "Okay, you can have it for 3 Galleons" nodded Sonea and accepted the money from the man and gave him the jar with the egg. |
Text Cut: THE Ella Bishop The girl looked like she'd taken an overdose of U-No-Poo. Plus she seemed to have something in her eye with all that blinking she was doing. Ah, there's a bit of relaxing. "Well it definitely shows, so yeh should be proud of yerself." It figured. Badger. Hard worker. And there she went with the blinking again. She should probably go find a mirror and check out those eyes. But then she was grinning big time, so maybe it had come out suddenly. "5 Galleons a jar?" Well, how many were even in that jar? He peered at it, trying to size up whether or not it would be enough for both Hecate and Cecelia. Perhaps she saw him mentally debating, because she then lowered her price, albeit with an exceptional excuse. "Tell yeh what. I'll give yeh four Galleons fer the jar," he plunked 4 large coins on the table, "an' yeh can keep the fifth fer yerself a reward fer such excellent salesmanship." A fifth Galleon was added to the small pile in front of the Captain. Yes, he'd just paid for her to get into her common room the rest of the year, basically. |
Post 1 Oichi felt mortified that she was gonna have to sell aashwinder eggs for homework. They're used in love potions and and can cause fires and very few people have ague. She tried to put on a brave face recieving the 5 ashwinder eggs in jars. SHe then started to walk the streets of Hogsmeade trying to build up the courage to try and sell something she felt adamantly against. |
post 6 "EGGS get your Magical Eggs here, only 5 galleons." Laura was at a lost as to what to do she still had a couple of Jar left and no one was buying surely someone would buy from here. "My Professor told me if I didn't sell the Jars, I would have no supper for a week, so please buy." Laura pouted looking out towards the crowd, hopefully the Professor wasn't there. |
Post Five Clement's sales had kind of taken a bit of a standstill at the moment. He really did not know why. He frowned, poking his jars. He only had one left. It couldn't be that hard to sell this last one. He frowned, poking it again. Come on dude. Sell yourself. It even had pretty ribbons on it. Slytherin pride to the top right? So. It needed to sell. Because he didn't really have much use for it. Sure he loved potions, but he didn't really need the eggs. Ahh. There was a lady coming over...oh no. She'd gone to the person next to him. "Ashwinder eggs for sale." He murmured, kind of shouting but not too much. He wanted to get some attention, but not shout down people's ears. It kind of worked, a passer by looked up, then shook her head and carried on walking. Well that really was not cool. He frowned, rearranging her one jar, though it didn't take long. There wasn't much he could do with just one jar. Ahh. Someone had come over. "Hello Ma'am." "Hello dear..." The woman, who looked kind of crazy beamed at him, looking down at the eggs. "Quail eggs you say? Oh I do love a good quail egg." She murmured, nodding intently. Clement stared a little. He had not said that. "No. Ashwinder eggs. Not for eating... for potions." He really did not know if one would want to eat an ashwinder egg. He was just selling them. "5 galleons for the last jar..." Though he wasn't too sure if the woman would want them. Not if they weren't quail eggs. "Oh no...." The lady frowned, shaking her head. "i want quail eggs..." And then without much other thought she turned around, and walked away. "Well...that was useless." Clement sighed, rolling his eyes. What a silly woman. He shook his head, and looked out for another customer. Hopefully one that would actually want to buy his final jar. |
Post 5 Alright so Min had sold three jars already. As she looked down she noticed she had two left. Hmm looking around it seemed the other students had people. She wondered if she would be able to sell the other two or not. Then seeing a lady with a small child Minerva smiled, "Hello, would you like to buy some Ashwinder eggs? It was for our class project." She always liked to say about the class project, because it seemed they were a little nicer when you brought up school. The woman wasn't looking towards the group of students when she heard a voice that seemed to be talking to her. Looking up she noticed a pink haired girl.. Was her hair really pink? Trying to focus on anything, but the hair she looked at the jars. "I'm sorry, I did't hear everything you said, what are you doing here?" Minerva smiled at the lady and at her child, "I was just asking if you would be interested in some Ashwinder eggs. We froze them in class and now are selling them." Giving the child a smile she looked back at that woman. The woman shook her head, [b]"No.. I don't think I need any, but thank you." Just as she was going to walk away, her daughter tugged at her leg begging to get them. "We have no use for them dear." The little girl did not give up and her mother looked frustrated and embarrassed, "Alright.. alright.. I guess I could get a jar and use it for something.. How much are they." Minerva noticed she looked a bit annoyed, but she was going to buy them, so no complaining there. "They are 5 galleons a jar." The woman reached into her purse and pulled out five galleons, "Here.. here take these.." quickly handing the money to Minerva the woman took the jar and handed it to the little girl, "Now don't you dare drop this." Gave a small annoyed smile and headed on her way. Minerva smiled as the woman walked away, she felt a bit bad that she was annoyed by her own child, but hey, she still bought the jar, so it was not bad at last for Min. |
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"I dun think yeh got the look of a dark wizard about ye... so yer emotional hijackin' won't work on me, young ladeh. Now you listen here, in th' business world, the customer is always right. And I am yer customer, so if yeh can't match her price," he jerked his thumb over his shoulder toward Beezus, "then I got th' right ter buy from her without havin' ya tryna make me feel guilty!" Quote:
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post 2 Daichi had his hand out towards the man who had picked up a jar of ashwinder eggs to see. "Five galleons , please" He said and moved his fingers as a sign that he should put the money in his hand. The man placed the jar down and crossed his arms. "Who says i want to buy one?" He asked. The Slytherin sighed as he wrapped the scarf wrapped around his neck, it was getting colder and colder. "because it says so on the sign!" he grinned. The man looked around "Sign...right... and where is this *sign*" Daichi looked around as well and began to mumble a few words under his breath. "One moment!" He quickly grabbed his bag as he took out a notebook and a quill. He dipped the quill in the ink bottle and began to write on the notebook. He ripped off the parchment and then grabbed a stone nearby to place it on the corner of the page so that it didn't fly away. "There!" He said and pointed to the sign. SPOILER!!: sign "You really are rubbish at selling, son" the man answered after reading the sign and walked away. |
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Wait, was she offending him? "Snobby?!" He asked, AGHAST. How flipping rude. Whatever, just shake it off, Theodore. He took the money from her and counted it closely and slowly before handing over his jar that was filled with three eggs. "Thank you." He said, not even looking as she skipped off. Three eggs down, two to go. |
Post #3 While people passed her area, Peyton was hard at work devising an idea that had popped into her head right after her first customer. She doubted the whole lot would be just as paranoid as that one guy, so she had to switch her strategy. Peyton thought about something else her dad had told her. Something about making the customer think they were getting a great deal and beating the system. But not really. In a jar there were six bright, red eggs and now she just needed to look for that one The woman approached Peyton, eyeing the eggs carefully. She didn't seem genuinely interested in the eggs, but she wore an expression of slight interest. Maybe to help the school or not to be seen as uncaring, it could be either one. "How much are you selling these for?" the woman asked. Peyton grinned wider. She had the woman. She'd use the guilt trip if she had to. "Well, they're going for a Galleon each." The woman shook her head, then Peyton added: "But since you were nice enough to drop by I'll give them to you for five and you get yourself a free egg." The girl pushed the jar bit by bit toward the woman. She could see her giving in. "You'd be doing us a great favor, the students I mean." INNOCENT SMILE. INNOCENT. And the woman caved. "Since it's going toward a good cause I suppose so." She dug into her pocket and took out the Galleons and handed them to Peyton. "And since I'm getting a deal too." She took the jar and with a nod parted ways. "Thank you!" Peyton did a silent cackle after the woman left, and dropped Galleon by Galleon into her purse. Two jars sold. Eeeeeeep! |
Post 7 SPOILER!!: ^__^ Nodnod. Grin. She was proud. Proud and surprised at how much she was enjoying this selling eggs thing. It was challenging and Ella really liked that. He seemed surprised about the price but Ella thought it was a pretty good deal. "Yup, 5 galleons is the going rate." Just saying. She was trying to turn a profit, obviously. For a second she was worried that he might not buy the jar and she watched him curiously as he seemed to size up the merchandise. Seriously, Firth? Hadn't she been through enough? BEAM. Ella watched as the man placed his money on the table, accepting her offer. She didn't expect the fifth galleon and she looked up at him, a little surprised. "Thanks for this, Sir. I really appreciate it." And Ella picked out the jar with the most eggs in it, handing it over to him with a smile. "It was really great doing business with you, Mr. Firth." A challenge, sure, but great. |
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But that wasn't really the point she was trying to bring across. She held a finger up, indicating that she would need a moment after he delivered his little ultimatum; those never worked well with her. In her mind she was calculating stuff because no, the customer wasn't always right, she was always right. DUH. Now let's see...the ones from that man...and the other from that lady person...slowly she added her profits so far. Finally she looked to him again. "Buy them from her. I'll make more money selling to someone else and I know I'll have made more than her by the end of the day with the prices she's rocking." She shrugged indifferently. So far she had a 101 galleons, another 5 wouldn't bother her especially not when that 5 could be more. "Have a good day sir and enjoy your purchase." "ASHWINDER EGGS! Get your Ashwinder eggs!" Or not, she was getting bored and only half these people were nice. Couldn't she just go spend it all now??? The candy shop was right theeeere, calling her. Sugar, wonderful, delicious, SUUUGAR. |
post 4 Business was slow. Theo only had TWO more eggs to sell, and then he would have gotten rid of them all. He had to do it, so he decided to step his attitude and selling techniques up. He unfolded his arms and stood up straight. Good posture was a start, he supposed. All Theo could hear was students bellowing at the top of their voices, which was super annoying, however it was obviously working for them, so it must work? He would try. "I got two Ashwinder eggs left!" He raised his voice, using his words wisely. See, now people would think that his eggs were selling out fast so they must be good. "1 GALLEON AND 16 SICKLES FOR THEM BOTH." He felt like a fool, but he smiled for the audience, and now it was just a waiting game. For the customers to roll in. |
post7 Laura suddenly decided that she wanted to finish now, it was time to get the rest of her jar sold. "ASHWINDER EGG!! GET YOUR ASHWINDER EGGS, HERE, MY PROFESSOR SAY I HAVE TO SLEEP OUT IN THE COLD." Laura sighed, she knew it was a lie but hopefully it would get people to buy. This woman came flying up-to Laura and offered to buy the last two jar she had. "I'll buy the last two jars for 8 Galleons Laura smiled at the woman. "Thank you, thank you, thank you." Laura acted so gratefully as she handed over the jars and then she looked at the woman as she handed over the Galleons, once the woman had gone, Laura shut up shop and went off back towards the school, she was happy now. |
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"I have lots of skills, sir, although I don't know that chanting is one of them." Mo offered up the two jars of eggs, with ribbon, to the professor. "D'you suppose I can come visit you and Feo in your office soon, sir? I have some questions... about runes. Like..." Mo leaned in and gave Botros a very solemn look. "Like if there are runic protection charms for your heart. And liver, obviously too. All those organs." He really shouldn't say stupid things. And he should let the professor escape while he could. "Enjoy your purchase, professor. GET YOUR ASHWINDER EGGS RIGHT HERE." |
Post 5 Okay. Just two more jars. Two. She could get these sold and then she could go do whatever she wanted, right? Right. So these two jars needed to be gone soon so she could move on with her life. Keeping the pleasant smile on her face, she watched the people who continued to pass by, attempting to subtly catch their eye, but not many gave her so much as a passing glance. Hm. Stubborn people. Just take a jar of eggs and hand over your money. It wasn't that hard. Help a poor girl out here. Forgetting the smile, Penelope decided to try her hand at looking so adorable and pathetic that someone would take pity on her and buy these eggs. It'd worked for her sometimes before, so why not now? Her expression became very sad and discouraged, and she even pouted just a little. Was this pathetic and adorable enough for these people? The answer to that question...was yes! A young couple seemed to have taken pity on her and were heading her way. "Hello there, sweetie," said the young woman who was holding the young man's hand. "You're selling ashwinder eggs, I see?" Penelope nodded, though still kept her pathetic little expression on her face. "Mhm... It's for school... And I just have two more jars left, but no one will buy them from me..." "You poor things," said the woman a little sadly. "I've read about what's happened at Hogwarts... Dear," she turned to her boyfriend/husband/whatever he was Penelope didn't know, "let's buy these last two. Our potions stores are kinda low anyway." "Okay, dear," he replied, pulling out his wallet. "How much?" "Six galleons for two jars," Penelope answered. The coins were handed to her, and she pushed the two jars toward them so that they each could pick up one. "Thank you so much," Penelope continued, finally smiling. "Any time, sweetie," the woman said, beaming, before turning and heading down the street with her man. Success! She had sold them all! Fifteen galleons wasn't too shabby. Now...should she go and spend some of it or just save it all for some other time? Decisions, decisions... |
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"Yes, sir!" And then she began to wrap the two jars almost meticulously, securely before taking the galleons in her pocket and handing out her customer's purchase. "Here you go, mister. Thank you for buying! Have a nice day ahead." And did he say Dervish and Banges? Ooooh. Mysterious. So far, she had sold out five jars. She had a total of 21 galleons for those. That seemed like a huge amount for her troll bank already. Maybe she can take a break? She was getting hungry now too. Plus, the sun's rays were reflecting hard on her booth. Could she move? Maybe a little to the left? |
Post 5 It just so happened that Vivi needed to make a stop in Hogsmeade today. Shopping to do, and people to see, and butterbeer to buy, and she was not here to visit with the kids selling eggs or whatever. Definitely not. Not here to say hi to her little brother. Because she loathed him like she was getting paid to do it, obviously. And the food she had with her was just stuff she had around the house, plus some other groceries she'd bought or whatever. And he could have them if he wanted them, but it wasn't like she'd bought them for him. Vivi plunked the bags of groceries on the table and shoved them at Mo without a word. She was gonna have to have words with some of these small fries in about a second if Selina didn't hold her back. But in the meantime.... "Trade you groceries and 2 galleons for a jar of eggs, okay? Just don't share them with stupid people who aren't even worth dry toast and tepid water." Glare glare glare. Mo scooped up the bag of groceries and tucked them under his table. Free food was free, right? Or did he have to share the food with the professor because they'd sort of come as payment for the eggs? There definitely wasn't enough food to share with the class, but there might be some to share with a few people. "Thanks, Viv. We're not exactly bartering today, but do you think..." He fell silent at her steely glare. Okay, then. No talking was good. He could do no talking. |
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So there she went, yelling about Ashwinder eggs, hoping more people would show up to buy from her, but again, they didn't need to. She'd made over a 100 galleons by conning people and she was right proud of her earnings too! Suckers deserved to be played. End of story-- .... JBDFLGFFLJBL!!! O________O Wheezing, there was wheezing happening and some hyperventilation and and finally a very loud shout of "VIVI!!!!!!!!" Lex nearly knocked over her jars and a few of Mo's in her rush to get to the other side of the counter and when she did get there she latched on to the girl immediately. "You!!! It's really you!! Tell me this isn't some sort of hallucination brought on by sugar deprivation!!" Really she'd been at the stall all day without so much as a drop of sweets. It was a wonder she was functioning!!!! But back to flailing over Vivi because this wasn't done nearly as often anymore. "I feel like I haven't seen you in forever!!!!! Did you miss me at all???? How've you been??? How come only Mo gets food, don't you care whether I eat anymore or not??? Have you gotten super secret missions yet???" And she took a breath before continuing. "Merlin! I'm glad you ran into us!!" And now she would probably never let go. Ah well. |
Post 6 Minerva had one jar left.. One.. and she wasn't seeing anyone to sell it to. Well if she ended up not being able to sell the last jar, then she would have to deal with it no big deal, right? Standing there she was getting bored, it had to be time for them to clean up and go on their merry way. Turning she looked for Professor Barlow, maybe she could just see if she could pack up since it didn't seem anymore people would be around to buy their eggs. Just as she said that Minerva looked up and saw a younger gentleman standing and staring. Feeling a bit awkward she smiled, "Hello Sir, would you like to purchase my last Ashwinder egg's jar?" The man stopped wondering why so many kids were in the same place, if it was a Hogsmeade weekend, you would think you would see them at their desk, but he wasn't a professor, so what did he know. Looking up from the eggs he spotted a girl speaking to him, "Ahh Ashwinder eggs, a very good lesson to learn. How much are you selling them for? Minerva gave the man a small smile, "It was a very interesting lesson." She then looked down at that last jar, "Five galleons a jar." She wasn't to sure he was actually going to buy. He had creepy down, but maybe not shopping down. The man thought it over, "Well I need to pick some up anyway today, why not take them form a class." He pulled out the five galleons and handing them over. "I hope that school doesn't make you do other crazy things. I never thought I would see students selling things in Hogsmeade." Minerva took the galleons and handed the man the jar, "Oh it really isn't that bad. It was a great learning experience." As he turned she waved him goodbye and thanked him for buying her last jar of eggs. |
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"Tell you what, Marci. If you purchase.. say.. two of my jars, maybe? Then I'll give you my hat, free of charge and everything, no extra payment. It's a total bargain," she offered, tapping her egg cap again for good measure and adjusting the bill. Botros got a little wink from her, just so that he knew that she was handling it WELL, and then she turned back to his granddaughter. "So. D'you want it or what? It's yours if you do." Quote:
"Did either of you see Selina here? She's supposed to meet me later." Would she want to buy eggs, too, maybe? Conversational. Alice was being it today. |
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********** Had her impervious charm worn off? Because she was starting to get cold. And she had only managed to sell two of her jars so far. Agggghhhh! Somebody please buy her remaining three jars so she could go inside! "Ashwinder eggs, get your Ashwinder eggs! Special now, buy two jars for 10 galleons and get the third one free! Fresh, just gathered this morning!" Not to mention that she was now cursing Professor Barlow for making them sell their own stuff. Seriously, Barlow?! If these were cookies, they'd be selling like crazy! |
CoMC HW1 - Post 4 So far she'd earned twelve galleons. That was enough to pay for entrance into the common room, among other things, for the entire year. Give or take. If she didn't get too footloose and free with her comings and goings. She probably didn't even need the rest of the money now, but she knew she could always use it for other things, or save it. Yes, she would probably hoard it all away and save up for something really nice, like that kneazle she'd been thinking about, or maybe she'd save it even longer until she had enough to open a savings account. That would be a good long term plan. She was good with long term thinking. It was the short team things that flew out of her mouth that sometimes got her into muddy waters. She still had two jars to sell though and still wanted to be as successful as she could be with this whole selling things to strangers, which by the way was in direct contradiction with everything she'd ever been taught about precisely not speaking to strangers, but she supposed this instance was an exception. But rules with exceptions really weren't rules at all, now were they. They were more like suggestions or majority preferences or most likely outcomes. She shrugged and pushed her wares a little less vigorously than before. "Ashwinder Eggs! Get them here before they're gone!" I guess if we run out of time I could always hold onto my last two jars to sell some other time... She rested her chin into her cupped hand and watched a few people pass by. Why aren't they stopping anymore? she wondered, only half interested. How interesting could eggs be, really? Unless they were dragon's eggs. Dragon's eggs that were about to hatch - now those would be cool eggs. She gave another call out to the great wide world of Hogsmeade. "Ashwinder eggs! Ash-" Startled by a curly head of hair slowly peaking up over the edge of her table, she cut her sounds short. "Well hello there!" she said sweetly. He was hungry and tired and bored. Bored bored bored. Why couldn't he have everything he wanted? It didn't make any sense. Candy was good, so he should have candy. Simple. And now there was this girl looking at him. What? He scowled at her. "Hi," he said curtly and continued to look at the shiny jars. Rude little fella, isn't he? She sat straighter and cleared her throat. He couldn't be any older than 5 or 6. Where is his parent? She looked around for anyone who seemed to be particularly attached for this little male orphan Annie, but she saw now one. "Are you lost?" she asked, worried. He touched the glass jars and watched the light bounce off their smooth curves. Lost? "Um...no. Not lost."He went back to ignoring her and scratched at his twisted bronze locks. No information then, great. Should I tell Professor Barlow? She thought she might be able to fix this on her own first. "Not lost then? Okay...well. Since you're not lost, at all, you must be shopping. Right?" She went along pretending nothing was wrong. If that was how he wanted to play it, fine. Let's begin. "Five galleons, bucko. You have any need for some Ashwinder eggs today?" She sat back and folded her arms across her chest. Hungry. Bored. Tired. When do I get to eat and take a nap, hmmm? He looked around briefly so that the girl wouldn't see. Where is he? His green eyes countered her and answered abruptly. "No!" He had no money. Empty pockets. Pockets that should have candy in them, not eggs. But wait. "What...Ash...? What's that?" Cake sounded better than eggs, but there wasn't any. Maybe one of these big kids would want to play with him soon. Okay then. No sale to be made here. Just get him back to his keeper. Wherever they may be... She scanned the street, looking for anyone who might seem to be frantic or maybe happy for losing this unfriendly little one. "Oh an Ashwinder?" she said casually. "It's a snake that appears from a magical fire," she told him in her best campfire story voice. "And once it comes to life...it slithers away...and lays its eggs. Magical eggs. And then we freeze those eggs...and use them for potions. And the Ashwinder snake...." Censor. "...disappears." Spooky. He pulled his hands from the table and crossed them over his chest as well. She wouldn't scare him. No way. Except, yes. Snakes were scary. Especially magic snakes. Fire snakes. Okay where's Dad? He glanced around again. "Fire snakes? No thanks..." He was beginning to worry. This girl was weird and he just wanted to go home. He had TOLD his dad he was going to get candy. Had he not been LISTENING?! Just then a man in a khaki coat with arms full of shopping bags stumbled around a corner with a wild look on his face. He looked in their direction, a wave of relief washing over him. "Tristan! Tristan you get over here right now!" he called from across the way. Remembering his manners, he saw that his son had not been left completely alone, and walked over to thank the girl who looked to be keeping him company. "Tristan, you can't run off like that! What if I'd lost you? Hmm? What if this young lady hadn't been here to keep you occupied? We'll talk later, mister," he said looking down at the boy and put a hand on top of his curly head. "What are you selling, miss? I'll take one of whatever it is. Thank you so much for watching him. I don't even know how he got away so quickly." Glad to see that someone had finally claimed the little boy, she smiled and explained. "You don't have to do that sir, it was no trouble really. But I think he might be wondering more about where Ashwinders come from. These are their eggs." And because, he'd asked, so why not? "They're five galleons a jar, sir. If you're interested." She rested her hands in her lap and waited. He let out a small chuckle, still somewhat strained. "Ah, yes, Ashwinders. Very interesting creatures, aren't they Tristan?" he said and patted him on the head again. "Five sounds...fine." Actually in his opinion it was a bit high, but he had no time to argue. "Here you go young lady," he said as he dropped the coins on the table. "Thank you again. Good day." And with that he was gone, and without so much as a goodbye from young Tristan. She tried to say thank you, but they were gone before she got the chance. Well...all right then. I guess that works? That brought her to seventeen galleons now if she remembered correctly. Not half bad. |
CoMC 2. SPOILER!!: Odessa! They could share? Awesome. Dylan set his bag down and started pulling out jars...but as quickly as they'd been sat, he covered them with bits of Odessa's black fabric. The whole idea was rather ingenius, really...A gamble and tricksy. The Slytherin's favorite kind. Not to mention that West's chosen statement gave him Action Movie feels. Come with me if you want to live... Also...there was signage. Dylan hadn't thought to bring anything like that...He was merely just going to talk to people...because talking is what he did best. Powers of persuasion and all that...The Captain was self-assuredly convinced he could talk anyone into anything... Grabbing a chair, he set it up behind the table, beside West. After taking a seat, he also pushed his shades into place. Mysterious Slytherins were mysterious...and attractive. There was also no denying that. "So, we just wait for the approach? Or do we bring attention to ourselves orally?" You know, via their mouths. Just in case....everyone that passed by was getting brilliant grins and smirks. |
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She hugged the girl again as she pulled her down the table to admire some of the other jars of eggs. "And I miss you. I brought chocolate frogs for you... they're in Mo's bag." What else? Work wasn't super exciting, so Lex wouldn't want to hear about that, and she thought it best not to mention Vickers directly. "Have you sold all your eggs?" Quote:
"How much are your eggs selling for?" Mo was just FINE with Vivi moving off to love on other people, even if those people were Lex and Alice. He turned his attention back to the street and the few customers/potential customers wandering past. Once again, he held up a jar and shook it gently at a middle-aged man who was foolish enough to make eye contact. "Ashwinder eggs? You're putting food into the mouths of starving orphans and starving non-orphans and also some really well-fed kids," Mo grinned broadly and proffered the jar. The man just frowned at him, so Mo tried again. "They're freshly laid and dead useful in potions. Or you could let them hatch and see what comes out. That's what I would do." Still no response. "Five galleons a jar, but I'll sell you two jars for nine." It was a good deal, no? "For eight," the man offered, pulling out his money and showing it to the young Ravenclaw. "Two for eight." "For eight," Mo agreed handing over the two jars and snatching up the money before the man had a chance to change his mind. |
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hdvdykfg. More hugs! This was good. She'd need to stock up on these as well. Merlin knew she wouldn't be getting anymore once the girl disappeared into the big world again. People here were against hugging and she couldn't figure out why. Her eyes widened and she grinned up at her. "You got me chocolate frogs!! THANKSSSS!!! I'll have to treasure them with this whole school crisis going on." She took a brief look at her jars and such before answering the next bit. "Nope, I still have two more jars to sell but I've been doing real good! Conned a couple suckers out of their galleons--there was this one man though, he was rude and cheap. Oh but I've made 101 galleons!" And this was where she beamed proudly. It was a good profit. YUP. "Would you be interested in buying a jar even if you'll never use it??" |
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So who would be lucky? West lifted the black cloth to look at the jars and double check the count now that Dylan's were under there too. Once he was satisfied, he covered them again. ______ Pensacola Bott was just heading back to Plymouth's from the store when she saw a tent and a whole lot of Hogwarts students milling about. Also, yelling. They were doing that. So obviously it was worth taking a look? Maybe Zahra or Michael would be there? She hoisted her bag of groceries over her shoulder and headed into the tent, stopping just inside the entrance and looking around. ... seriously. Ashwinder eggs? They were ALL selling them? She considered for a moment. Could her sister use some? Ellsworth, not Neptune. Or perhaps her father... though Ashwinder eggs weren't exactly a staple ingredient in any of the more popular Bott bean flavours. Why were they selling them anyway? It seemed a little on the random side. Well, they DID make decent firestarters... She looked around trying to gauge if there were different prices. She wasn't really willing to spend all that much... A flashing sign caught her eye and she swished over there to take a closer look. Guess and win? Ola pursed her lips and considered it. ______________ Oh look, first customer. West grinned and looked over at Dylan. Did the captain wanna give it a go first? ooc: for my reference - Post 1 Post 2 |
CoMC 3. SPOILER!!: Odessa, yo! Sitting there and glancing around, Dylan hadn't initially noted just how many students were there...but Merlin, it was a lot. In fact, the table he was sitting at was broken away from the crowd a bit...and that was a good thing. Claustrophobia. Never mind them, though...Competition was competition, or whatever. ...And then a striking blonde woman was stepping up to the table. Dylan caught West's eye and cleared his throat. Naturally, he didn't mind having a go first. He'd earlier exceed and be awesome...or fail...and feel embarrassed. Either way... Ahem. With a brilliant smile in place, the Captain greeted the woman. "Hello, ma'ma." He glanced down at the black fabric. "Would you like to try your chances and 'win the lot'?" Yep, he was throwing in part of West's mini-slogan. He gave sly eyes. "Just six sickles..." ------------> Vesper, who was currently out for break from school (for personal reasons), walked with her mother through the crowded Hogsmeade streets. She'd FINALLY broken them down enough to agree and move...but with that agreement had came a price. This was merely a trip so that her mother could scout out the area and report back to her father. So embarrassing...Ves couldn't even... BLINK. Was that....West? Sneaking off, she quickly made her way over to the table and eyed the sign out in front. He was selling....a potions ingredient? Ashwinder eggs?....Oh, those were the ones that blew up if you didn't care for them properly, right? "West Odessa...making extra money?" GRIN. |
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Obviously. "Five galleons a jar," she informed the older girl, squirming uncomfortably when she was hugged, but not pulling away. "But if you want one, I'll give you a discount, 'cause you're so special. You want mine, though, and not more of anyone else''s, because mine are good eggs. The best eggs." Alice tapped her cap once more, pointing seriously to the GOOD egg as if it'd make the whole sale for her and adjusting the bill over her eyes again. The hat was clearly a good idea. She needed more of those. |
Post 1 So they were supposed to be selling the Ashwinder eggs that they'd collected the other day. That was cool, but Elise thought it a pretty big waste of a Hogsmeade weekend. Imagine, she could be looking at books or buying new quills – Merlin knew she needed them – or even just having a nice long sleep-in. But noooo. They had to sell eggs instead. Spotting a potential customer, Elise plastered a fake grin on her face and greeted the old lady. “G'morning, ma'am. Could I interest you in some Ashwinder eggs? Freshly harvested, too!” Merlin's beard, all she'd wanted to do was grab a few rolls of parchment and a bite from Hosmeade but the sheer number of students there. Making a mental note to herself not to visit the Wizarding Village during the school's visit weekend, she looked up at the blonde. “For how much, dearie?” “Four galleons, ma'am. It's a decent price for 6 eggs.” Elise nodded. Yes, lady. Buy her eggs, please. The sooner she got these sold, the sooner she could get on with her weekend. “But what on Earth would I do with them?” the lady asked, prodding a jar gently. “I'm dreadfully sorry, dearie. Maybe I'll ask my daughter later if she'd like them.” Oh, well. She wasn't going to be able to sell ALL of them to everyone who passed, would she? |
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Her eyes flickered to the sign and she read over it again, pursing her lips before smiling. "Is it for a good cause?" ______________ West watched Dylan tackle (not literally) the first customer and added casually, "Or three guesses for thirteen sickles." Because that was a true thing. "If you guess right that'd be an amazing deal you know, all these eggs," He gestured at the covered jars, "For just thirteen sickles and one egg does retail for a galleon at Slug and Jiggers you know." _______________ "I do know actually." Ola answered the younger boy, giving him a little smile before fixing her attention on the blond again. "How about a hint and three guesses?" A little under 2 galleons, she didn't mind that. Quote:
"Ves!" GRIN. "You know it. Don't suppose you want to give it a go? Its a good deal. C'mon take a chance." He gave her the most winning smile he could muster. "We've gotta sell these for part of our Care of Magical Creatures homework, and since they're charging us for a whole lot of things at the moment... kinda need to make bank." He explained, leaning forward and tapping one of the covered jars. "Can I interest you in a couple of guesses? Every six wrong guesses gets you a consolation prize." ooc: for my reference - Post 1 Post 2 Post 3 |
Post 1 BUSY. That was what Kat was... busy. So that was why she was appearing here again... late. But she wasn't going to be wasting much time. She had five jars to sell, for Merlin's sake. To be honest, Kat didn't know how to SELL things but this would be something new. Would be a fine experience, if you had to ask her. Kat would rather be at the common room napping or at the Quidditch Pitch flying around on a broom. Watching her other friends, she noticed they were... yelling. BLINK. She wasn't going to do that now because someone just came up to her, all curious. YAY a customer, and she wasn't going to waste this precious voice of hers. "Hello there, young one," the elderly woman said. She looked at all the jars on the young girl's table. Interesting. "Are these Ashwinder eggs?" Young one. SIGHS. Can't they see she was sixteen? Kat was going to be seventeen soon. OF AGE! But they still called her young one. However, Kat was too desperate and wanted to leave as soon as possible so she tried her best not to crack. She even smiled at the older woman. "Yes, ma'am. Freshly harvested too." Buy a jar PLEASE. Freshly harvested! Oh her daughter, an aspiring potioneer, would love to have more ingredients. The woman grinned at the blonde. "How much for a jar, deary?" she asked OKAY. Deary? Another nickname they came up with. Kat was extending her patience. Exteeeeending it. She wasn't fond of these babyish nicknames at all. Cue the sweet smile. "Five galleons a jar, ma'am," Kat said with a smile. So, ya buying it? "That's wonderful, child! Means I don't have to go to Diagon Alley just to buy them," the woman said, sort of amused that she didn't have to Floo back to that Alley. "I will take a jar, dear, and here is your five galleons." The woman offered the five galleons to the blonde. Awesome. First customer down, and four more jars to sell. "Thank you, ma'am," Kat said and accepted the five galleons from the woman and gave a jar of Ashwinder eggs. "Have a good day!" Yelling time now? Haha no. She'd just attract customers with her prettiness. /Conceited |
Post Five Well, pfffffft. This whole outing had been a bust. Only two of her jars sold. The only upside was that she now had a rather effective way to get back at people. Or maybe not. Didn't want to burn the whole castle down. On top of everything else that was already wrong at the school, a fire would not e a good thing to add to the list. Maybe a nice present for Lafay, then? Tie ribbon around the tops and leave them outside her door. Sounded good to Sky. She grabbed her coat and slipped it back on, canceling her impervious charm while she was at it. |
Post 2 Did she even mention that it was cold? It was really really cold and Elise wouldn't be surprised if Winter came early. Only November but her fingers were quickly getting stiff and putting them near the frozen eggs wasn't doing anything to warm them. This, however, was probably where her obsession with scarves came in helpful. Pulling a pretty blue woolen scarf, she wrapped it snugly around her neck and shoved her hands into her pockets. Well, it was slightly better and it would just have to do since there was someone coming up right then. "Ashwinder eggs, sir," she grinned at the man who was silly enough to make eye contact with her. There was noooo way he was getting out now, there wasn't. Elise was desperate to sell the eggs and first years were doing better than she was. "Freshly harvested." Taken entirely by surprise, the man blinked quizzically at her before noticing the jar in her hands. Perfect. He'd been needing Ashwinder eggs for his potions storage and they looked very, very fresh indeed. Squinting at the jar, he turned back to face her. "How much?" "Five galleons a jar, sir," she said, deciding that trying out Mo's tactic would be a good thing right then. "But I can give it to you for four, with six eggs in each jar." It was WELL under its value, mister. One egg cost a galleon at Slug and Jiggers. "I'll take it." He didn't look like he was going to buy it, so naturally when he said "I'll take it," Elise's face brightened up a huge deal. HE WAS GOING TO BUY IT! Hooray! Four galleons found their way out of his wallet and were slid across the desk before he picked up a jar. "I'll just be taking this one." Lovely lovely eggs in it and all that. Besides, the girl was a nice one. Not... loud or rude like some of her classmates over there. Shudder. "That's totally fine, sir," she nodded and as soon as he'd turned his back, Elise pumped her fist in the air. One jar sold, three to go. She could NAIL this. |
Post 2 (with Lauren!iceblossom22) GUYS. Ashwinder eggs over HERE. See it? Plus a pretty Slytherin selling them too. WAS ANY GOING TO BUY? Please please please. Kat thought it was about time she needed to yell. "ASHWINDER EGGS OVER HERE! FIVE GALLEONS FOR EVERY JAR." Pretty please with a cherry on top, because look at this girl. She was desperate to leave and don't you think she was pretty? C'mon buy from HER. Kat was waiting for potential customers. Come 'ere. He was only supposed to be here to meet up a friend, but the number of Hogwarts students around the area had caught the man's attention. Ashwinder eggs? "That's interesting, child." ... Yes of course it was interesting. Kat watched the man as he looked at her Ashwinder egg jars. And she smiled a bit at him, trying not to be weird. "Can I interest you in buying a jar or two?" Kat asked. "Only five galleons each." The blonde shrugged. So, you buying any? The man considered buying a jar for... reasons. He took a few minutes to think about it thoroughly. What would he do with it? Maybe brew something... if only he had the right ingredients to use with these... but he couldn't resist. "Eh... okay. A jar would do." He took out five galleons from her money pouch and placed it on the girl's table. "Thank you, sir!" Kat said and gave a jar to the man, then slipping the galleons into her pocket. 10 galleons, but 3 more jars to sell. She can do it. "Have a good day!" Hehe. --- Hogsmeade. Although she despised how near this town was to Hogwarts, Elysia came here often. She didn't CARE if Hogwarts and its students came here during weekends, but couldn't a lady venture what the world holds for her? She wasn't expecting to see anyone here anyway. Elysia only wanted some elderflower wine from that little shop over there. She didn't even care what its name was. She was only here for that, and ONLY that. ... Oh, what was that? Or even... WHO was that? Elysia squinted at a familiar blonde. Her sister, Elise. Well that was unexpected, but this encounter would be entertaining since the events that happened at St. Mungo's. The blonde clickclacked her way towards the girl. "Elise. What a surprise to see you here." Smirk. |
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Botros leaned extra low to get close to the boy who seemed about to utter some super serious stuff. "Uh-huh. Of course, of course. I'll do my research." He nodded, being serious and solemn back, and trying to imitate the bro!pound thing. "Thank you, Marco." And then there was shouting and Botros winced as his ear piece shrieked in response. Quote:
Botros grinned at the Captain and clapped twice for her, "Kudos, Captain Fischer. Another multi talented kid." He opened his mouth to say something else when Marci nudged him again and began another story about her and Stephanie when they went to this fake Weird Sisters concert. He waved goodbye to the Captain and walked away with his granddaughter, shoulders hunched over in defeat. |
CoMC 4. SPOILER!!: Odessa! Dylan just grinned as Odessa acted as wingman to the sale. "Of course, it's for a good cause..." It was money in his pocket...That was always a GREAT cause. Ahem. His smile widened some. "...Not only is this part of a school assignment...but it's also going towards helping me pay for my education.".....Like getting into the common room, attending Quidditch matches....Stuff like that. Sly grinning... So, the pretty lady had decided she wanted three guesses and a hint. Awesome. AHEM. "The hint is...Of all five of my jars, only one is the sum of two single-digit prime numbers...and they all contain less than seven eggs." SPOILER!!: Odessa! Vesper eyed West, curious about ashwinder eggs...and struggling with saying 'No'. 'Take a chance'...was a lot to think about.... Hmmmmmmm. "Your Creatures class sounds so much cooler than mine...." Seriously...West's Professor was letting them sale things and make their own money. All they did at Beauxbatons was study Veelas...There weren't many practical opportunities like this..."Okay, stop looking so eager.....Six guesses and a hint...so I can get a prize." She looked at him expectantly. "Do I pay you first?" |
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However, the blonde figure that was nearing was starting to look strangely familiar. The clickclack of her heels and the sunglasses (even though it wasn't very sunny out) were just reminding Elise of someone she reaaally didn't want to see. Just as she stopped in front of her and smirked, Elise recognized her. DANG. It was her sister. That was perfect, really. Just perfect. "Elysia," cue the convincingly fake smile. "I believe the surprise is all mine." And it was. What in the name of Merlin's left sock was she doing in Hogsmeade? "Buying a jar for your brother?" Yes, her brother too. He had all sorts of potions he was experimenting on, anyway. He NEEDED the eggs. Now buuuuy them, Elysia. Buy them. In the meantime, she'd just look around for Chris and make sure he wasn't in a five-mile-radius. She liked his eyes very much, the way they were. Not clawed-out. Thanks anyway, 'lysia. |
Post 5 Only 6 sickles a guess! 13 sickles gets you three guesses! 6 wrong guesses gets you a consolation prize! Buy a hint for just 1 galleon! Quote:
"Yep, 2 galleons, 9 sickles." West said, another winning smile and he waited for her to pay him. He made sure that she had before announcing her hint, expression turning dramatic, with the pause and everything. "Out of the ten jars under the cover, only three jars have an odd number of eggs." West said ingeniously. "Write your guesses down on this bit of parchment." He offered her a parchment scrap, and a quill. Quote:
Not that Neptune had ever mentioned having to pay for things. She counted out 1 galleon and 13 sickles for the boy as he gave his hint. Five? Only one had five? And of the five jars there were less than seven... and there were... ten jars total? She mentally decided that there were 29 eggs amongst those 5 jars then, and listening to the hint the other customer bought, decided that meant of the other five jars, two of them had odd numbers. And probably were around the same amount... ______________ "Wouldya mind writing your guess down here?" West said, sliding quill and parchment to the blonde woman, not wanting to spoil guesses for other people or have any sly folk come along and guess things that others had already narrowed down. Because he was clever and because he totally noticed this lady had paid attention to Vesper's hint too. _______________________ "Sure." Ola winked at the younger boy and took the parchment and Quill, and wrote her guesses down: 62, 63, 64, and waited for confirmation if she'd got it right or wrong. ______________________ "Selling something?" not that Ira Banner actually WANTED to buy things from any kids but hey, that one there was his cousin technically speaking. He eyed West suspiciously. He was surely up to something. It was an Odessa thing. And one of the reasons he always thought his cousin Wendy was nuts for marrying Leon Odessa. West here mostly had his father's shifty side in the wandmaker's opinion. Too charming for his own good, see? ooc: for my reference - Post 1 Post 2 Post 3 Post 4 - sales attempts- Vesper Bayliss, + the assist with Pensacola Bott |
post 5 Sooooooo... the shouting hadn't worked how he had planned it to, so Theo seriously thought about packing up and going to enjoy the rest of Hogsmeade instead. Obviously some people wouldn't get customers since every student from Hogwarts was here selling the same thing. If there was a little more choice in products, he was sure it would be easier. But he saw a little old lady surveying a few of the tables, so he decided to get out one of his bargain deals again, to reel her in. "Two Ashwinder eggs for 1 galleon and 16 sickles!" Theo looked over in her direction and beamed. It appeared to have worked as the lady toddled on over. "Ooooooh, what a wonderful offer, honey." Theo cringed at being called honey by an old lady, but it was all about faking it when selling stuff. The customer was always right, after all. "Sure is. Two left, freshly picked by ME a few days ago." It was quite obvious by his tone and expression that he was proud of it. The old lady fumbled in her pocket for her purse. It took her at least 2 minutes to find the correct change, and Theo suppressed tutting the whole way through it, but soon enough, she was done. "Here you go, dear. 1 galleon..." She handed that one over veeeeeerrry slowly, "And 16 sickles. That was what you said, isn't it?" Theo took the money and counted each coin carefully. Once he had done, he snapped them in his hand and smiled at the lady. "That's perfect. Thank you, ma'am." And he handed the final two eggs in a jar over to her. The woman smiled and nodded, then whisked herself away. WOOOOOOOOH... five out of five. |
post 2 Sarah continued on calling, everyone else seemed to be taken care of yet Sarah was determined to sell some thing. Then she spotted a tall witch walking towards her, the witch had pretty features except for a big scar on her face. Sarah smiled warmly at her. Sarah had read up books on how to be a good sells person in the library. The main thing was to smile and be nice. "hello!" Sarah greeted her. What would you like?" Maddie had heard about the sale and decided to get her hands on ashwinder eggs. Her potion labarotry was the only place in her parents house that her parents did not touch. After years of being single Maddie had had enough. She knew she was worth more, yet people did not look past her mark on her face. It was not her fault, after all it was what she got as a child and her parents had tried hard to remove it. She knew she was steeping low, yet she had to. She was only going to use it once so Troy could notice her, then after it wears off and he does not like it, she would let it go. Just this once. She smiled over at the girl who looked about twelve. She was one of the only tables that was not busy. "Hello!" she greeted. "How much are you selling those for?" she asked.She would take any price. It was nice to buy a potion ingridient where no body knew her.. "three galleons!" said Sarah, "and the proceeds go to charity. TO help Hogwarts, so it is a double deal, I help you and you help my school" . "That will be great. Here is the money" Maddie said handing over the three gold galleons. "do you by any chance have powered moon stone or peppermint?" she asked, trying her luck. Sarah took the money and handed over a jar. "I don't have powered moonstone, yet I have peppermint back at school in my garden. If you want you can place an order and I can owl it-" she then stopped abruptly, "you are using it to make Love potion are you?" Maddie nodded bashfully. Sarah's mind was racing, her morals conflicting with her desire to help Hogwarts. NO, she did not approve of love potion, yet at the same time the money could Hogwarts. Back and forth her thoughts went and finally she said with determination, "i would l love to help you, yet it is against my principals to do so. Yet I am sure you can get it even in the muggle world." She felt bad, because with men as superficial as they were today the girl loked like she needed it. "its okay" said Maddie "i understand." she took her jar and gave the girl another smile. This girl was very affixed to her morals and was putting Maddie to shame. Perhaps she should not make the love potion after all.. |
Post 3 Alright. Someone should buy her three jars of freshly harvested Ashwinder eggs. They were fresh and stuff you know, and even if she did say this a couple of times but yeah a pretty girl was selling them. Kat stood there and waited for SOMEONE to come near and buy a jar or two... or maybe even ALL of them that's left if it was going to be a miracle. A little girl skipped along the street of Hogsmeade with her mum trying to catch up behind her. "Mummy, look! Some pretty girl with yellow hair is selling weird eggs." The little girl pointed at the blonde and squeal at her mum before running over to the blonde's table. Oh interesting. Customers from every size. "Hello there, kid," Kat smiled down at her and recognised her mother. "Hello ma'am. Fancy some freshly harvested Ashwinder eggs?" she asked. Maybe the little girl would become a successful and famous Potioneer when she grows older. Well, Potions was cool. SQUEAL. The little girl bounced up and down as the blonde talked to her. "MUMMY! Buy me a jar. LOOK, just for 5 galleons and it's fresh and stuff mummy. Please. PRETTY PLEASE?" she begged and poked her mum. After her mum agreed, the little girl hugged her mum and got five galleons from her. "One jar, pleaaaaaaaaaase." Well, she was a hyper girl at that. Kat was sort of fond of kids now, unlike how annoying she thought they were back then. "Here ya go, kid," Kat said and gave her a jar of ashwinder eggs. "And thank you. Have a good day!" She then took the five galleons from the girl and placed them inside her pocket. Two more jars. BUY NOOOOW. Running out fast, yo. -- Quote:
"I bet you're GLAD to see me," she said. Her sister must've missed her pretty face and all. Elysia didn't have to say that she wasn't glad to her sister because, duh, Elise knew that already. The older blonde just faked her sweet smile and continued to watch the eggs. Uhm. Ew. Her brother? "How funny, Elise. I don't let anyone ask me to do things I wouldn't want to do." Elysia did not want to be bossed around... because she was the BOSS. She asked the people to run errands for her, and not the opposite. "He would go here and buy the eggs himself." "What are these eggs for anyway?" she asked, cringing while looking at them. Just gross. "And why are you selling them?" Need money, hun? |
post 3 Happy that she made a sale, Sarah was further energised to make more. In fact she put together a deal. She would put two jars together. That would do it. The Ashwinder eggs were free anyway to make, all one needed was a floo powder. It was quite a lucritive business. She put together two jars and conjured up a red ribbon that she tied around them. "by two jars of Ashwinder eggs for only 2 Galleons" she called."and help build a wizarding future in Britain" she said. Education was a thing very close to Ms Langley's heart, after all her mother was teacher. So when she was walking through Hogsmede and heard about the sale she knew she had to come. She heard a young girl that said words that were right up her Ally. At least one of the young ones today knew that Education was the future. She did not need Ashwinder eggs, yet the price seemed very good and it was for a good cause. "I would like that deal young lady, after all education is important right?" she said. Sarah was happy she got another customer. "it sure is!" said Sarah, "my father always says that children, especially educated ones are the future. In fact paying school fees is like an investment, your children reep benefits for many years from it." she said. "that will be two galleons" she said Langley rummaged in her big handbag for the money and gave it over. That girl was smart. Now Lagley felt confident that shew as leaving the future in capable hands. "thank you deary" she said. Sarah handed over the jars and took the money. "Have a great day" she said with a smile and she meant it. |
CoMC 5. SPOILER!!: Odessa! Vesper was jealous that they had new Professors...and seriously could not wait to come to Hogwarts...It was better than the dinosaurs that taught her currently, anyway......And she didn't just call anyone a dinosaur, either. They looked the part. After handing over the money, she accepted the quill and piece of parchment. Merlin, that was a lot to think about...but she tried coming at it in other ways...like...how many eggs did ashwinders lay...and were they jarred per ashwinder...Hmm. 10 jars...If they had something like...6 individually, that'd be 60...but three were not even numbers... Hmmmmm. SPOILER!!: Vesper's guesses! Handing it over, she shrugged. "There." SPOILER!!: Blonde lady! Accepting payment, the Slytherin Captain smiled charmingly at the lady...She was rather beautiful, too...not that he'd ever really cared too much for blondes. He'd dated one, of course...but had quickly lost interest... ...And YES, he was glancing at the girl West was speaking to, giving curious eyes. Odessa seemed awfully excited to see her....but Dylan finally gave up on trying to understand, turning his attention back to his own customer. She'd just finished writing her guesses down, too. Pulling the piece of parchment closer, he ran his eyes along the jumble of numbers and sadly shook his own blonde head. "I'm awfully sorry, ma'am. These are incorrect." The Slytherin wasn't genuinely sorry...but hopefully she believed he was. "...Would you like to try again...or would you just like to buy a jar straight up...Four galleons."...which was cheap considering that ashwinder eggs usually went for 1 galleon apiece... ----------------- A rather mysterious brunette stepped up to the table, eyeing the black cloth and the two boys seemingly behind the setup. Ashwinder eggs...How very curious. "Excuse me, gentleman..." |
Post 4 SPOILER!!: Kat and Elysia She had a tomato? For a nose? She was no Ronald! Trying her best not to flail, Elise raised a hand to her nose and frowned. Merlin, this was bad. So, the sooner she got the eggs sold, the sooner she could go inside or to the Three Broomsticks where there was a lovely fire for her to sit by and warm her "Oh, I'm simply delighted," Elise commented dryly. Now buy the eggs, Elysia. You're getting on Elise's nerves and that is never a nice place to be. Though, she kept her plastered smile on. Oh, yes. She learned the art of fake smiling from the best of the best. Funny? Clearly her sister had no sense of humour. "Isn't he working double or triple shifts right now? I don't think he'd be able to, 'lysia." Remember? Their brother - unlike her - had a job and spent his life saving other lives. Far better than strutting around in sky-high heels and wasting one's life away, right? "They're a part of my assignment for Care of Magical Creatures." Harvesting, y'know? Lovely process that made her almost want to consider it as a career. Other than Professional Quidditch and Curse Breaking, of course. They were also potions ingredients, but she should know that. "They're only 4 galleons." Much cheaper than whatever she was going to buy today. "Not to mention that Ed's birthday's in less than a week." Did you get him anything, sister? Huh? She didn't think so. Oh, look! It was a silent customer who slid four galleons across the table. Handing the random stranger a jar, she turned her gaze back to her sister and semi-glared. Not quite a glare, but definitely more intimidating than a stare. Now Hayley was in Hogsmeade with her momma because she'd wanted some candy and Honeydukes was always the best place for those. Daddy had given her a few galleons to spend today and she'd gotten herself a whole bag of jelly slugs and ice mice. YUM. She even got a bar of chocolate for her favourite twin sister ever! She was going to meet her momma back at that quill shop place that she couldn't pronounce but knew where it was when she saw a bunch of really familiar people. Especially that person with the pretty yellow hair. Skipping up to her, she beamed widely. "Hi, Miss Kat!" she beamed, hugging the bag of candy close to her. "What're you selling?" Because if those were chicken eggs, they were running low on them. Yes, yes. They weeere. |
post 4 Then Sarah settled down, calling out what she was offering frequently. Then she noticed a woman scurrying past. Sarah quickly caught her attention and pulled her over. "Madame, would you like to buy a jar of ashwinder eggs?" she asked. Lina was in a rush, she had to send off a quick letter at the post office and therefore she happened to be rushing past. Then a rude girl pullled her aside. To be fair, the girl spoke politely yet had to rudeness to keep Lina away from where she was meant to be going. "what would I need them for?" she asked. It would just be more junk in her house. "they can be used to treat ague, which is a symptom of malari-" Sarah began before being interupted. "do I look sick?" "No" Sarah said back softly, "so what else is that used for?" Lina continued, this girl was seriously wasting her time Sarah was wondering if this woman shared a birthday with Scabior. "well it is used in love potion.."she immidiately regretted what she had said yet it was too late. "DO YOU THINK I WOULD NEED LOVE POTION?" Roared Lina, this girl was seriously playing with fire (as it was a rather touchy subject for Lina). Sarah thought that the woman would need it, she was so unlikable and mean yet Sarah kept silent (after all a closed mouth gathers no foot) and looked at the floor. "THAT IS IT! SELL YOUR EGGS TO SOMEONE ELSE, MAYBE EVEN MAKE A LOVE POTION FOR YOURSELF, YOU PROBABLY NEED IT!" Lina continued before stomping off. Sarah looked dumbstruck at the retreating figure. She did not know whether to laugh or to cry. Sarah knew that the woman's words could be identified as hurtful yet Sarah knew that that lady was speaking rubbish. Sarah was awesome an kind she did not need love potion. So instead Sarah burst out laughing. That woman was a riot. |
Post 6 Only 6 sickles a guess! 13 sickles gets you three guesses! 6 wrong guesses gets you a consolation prize! Buy a hint for just 1 galleon! Quote:
"Sorry, didn't get any right. But you get a consolation prize." He grinned at her and placed a packet of Ice Mice in front of her. "Thanks for helping out. I'll make it up to you when we hang out again, promise." Quote:
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"You want a go? They make great firestarters." "..................." No? No he didn't. Not really? But also he figured if he didn't, it'd get back to Linda and she'd give him a hard time. Ira grumbled to himself. He didn't want to part with any of his money. ___ "One guess then." ___ "Two." West said immediately, sizing his older cousin up. ___ ".... alright. Two." Bloody hell. ___ "I mean, if you're going to get two you might as well pay another sickle and make it three for thirteen." West added with an innocent expression. ___ .... Ira gave the teenager a stubborn look. "No. Two. Do you have change for a galleon?" ___ "Awww you know what? I don't have any change for you." West said, having no issue with the fib. Technically he didn't have change for IRA he had change for himself. So. There. "But I'll give you a hint along with your two guesses for a galleon." ___ "Bloody hell. Just.... lets get this over with then." Ira grumbled and wrote down a couple guesses. "Forget the hint." Grumble grumble. "You tell your Aunt Linda that I helped out though, alright?" He wrote down 50 and 100, and placed a galleon on top of the parchment piece. ... yeah. ______ "Oh sure, I'll tell her." West scooped up the galleon and eyed the guesses. "Sorry! Didn't get it right. See you around cuz." He watched with a grin as his cousin left, and West swept the coin into the tin. Successs. He noted the other lady come up but figured that Dylan had that covered. Mmhmm. ooc: for my reference - Post 1 Post 2 Post 3 Post 4 - sales attempts- Vesper Bayliss, + the assist with Pensacola Bott Post 5 |
post 5 Sarah looked at the one last jar and sighed. She had one more left. Who would want it. She was watching the other students selling that the tap on her shoulder gave her quite a fright She turned around and saw a shabbily dressed boy (it was even shabby for Sarah, who was the queen of hand-me-downs) who looked rather unkempt. "hi there!" she greeted him with a smile. Ever since his mother had come down with Ague Anthony had mainly fended for himself. After all it was just he and his mother. He had heard that an ashwinder egg would help her, yet Tony and his mother were poor. His mother had just sighed when he had asked her why she had not gotten an eggs saying that they could not afford it. Yet Tony would not give up. He wondered around Hogsmede perhaps someone would help him. Then he saw some students selling things. He overheard the word Ashwinder and he was sure it was what he was looking for. He walked up to one of the girls and tapped her. She got a fright, which made Tony grin. She smiled and she looked so sweet. "I was wwwwondering iiiif I could get some Aaaashwinder eeeggs. mmmy mmmother is sssick" Tony stammered. "hhhow mmuch do they cccost? Sarah looked at the little boy, he did not seem like he could afford much so she decided not to make him feel uncomfortable. Sarah said with grin ,"pay whatever you can proceeds go to Hogwarts!" Tony was expecting to get a jaw droppingly big price like 2 sickles, yet instead she said he could pay what he could. "okay" he said and he dumped the contents of his sweaty fist onto the table. They were just knuts. "thank you" Sarah said, "here is the jar!" she handed over the last jar to him. "I hope your mother feels better!" she said. Tony could barely explain his excite meant and he grinned revealing missing teeth. "I hope she does! Thank you!" Tony felt good that he was able to pay and it was not charity. With the jar and its precious contents in his hand Tony ran off, he had to bring it to his mother. Sarah watched the little boys retreating back. It was so heartbreaking and heartwarming at the same time. This money the boy could have used at Zonko's or Honeydukes yet he used it for him mother, and it was sad as the little boy had such a sad life. When that boy goes to Hogwarts however his future will look more promising, Sarah thought to herself. That was what education did, it would turn the boys life around. |
post 7 Only 6 sickles a guess! 13 sickles gets you three guesses! 6 wrong guesses gets you a consolation prize! Buy a hint for just 1 galleon! So far things were going well. He'd made 3 galleons and 9 sickles, and assisted with a further 1 galleon and 13 sickles that Dylan had, and if they put that together, that was 5 galleons and 5 sickles and they still had all ten of their jars, and all it had cost him was a packet of ice mice that he'd got for free anyway. The gamble was definitely worth his while. West waited, leaning back comfortably in his seat while people rushed here and there. He was trusting in his flashing sign to drag in the curious and the gamblers. It wasn't as if they wouldn't notice it. It was different after all. West got a sandwich out of his bag and began eating half of it. ______________________ Having just come out of the cauldron shop it stood to reason that the wizened old man would have his attention caught by a tent selling ashwinder eggs at a bargain price. He was a cheap fellow though and 5 galleons a jar wasn't really his idea of a good deal. He was also a gambler so when he spotted the sign at the table where a couple of teenage boys were sitting, the man got an unholy gleam in his eye and eagerly lurched over there. Did he want hints or did he want guesses? He could barely stand it. The wife never let him gamble anymore and he'd loved the pokies as a younger man... "TEN GUESSES!" He blurted out, nose twitching. Surely he'd get it in ten? _____________________ West stopped eating his sandwich mid-bite, comically frozen as he eyed the old crusty warlock in front of him. Ten guesses? 45 sickles, that was 2 galleons and 11 sickles, just for guesses, and only one consolation prize for being wrong. Good deal right? Was it worth trying to get some more guesses out of the guy? Hmm probably not. He didn't want the guy to actually get the right amount and that'd give him more possibilities of getting it. He put his sandwich aside. "2 galleons and 11 sickles, write your guesses on this bit of parchment, sir." West said, and provided said parchment and a quill. ________________________ The warlock eagerly counted out the right amount, using a mixture of knuts, sickles, and a single galleon, then eagerly wrote down his guesses. 45, 50, 55, 56, 57, 58, 59, 60, 65 ,70 YES? DID HE GET IT? _______________________ Awwwww nope! Phew! West shot Dylan a relieved look. With ten guesses it woulda been easy for the guy to have lucked out, but he hadn't. "Sorry, sir. Didn't get it right. But you get a consolation prize." He took out of his bag a licorice wand and presented it with a flourish. The money? Went in the tin. That made 7 galleons and 16 sickles so far! ooc: for my reference - Post 1 Post 2 Post 3 Post 4 - sales attempts- Vesper Bayliss, + the sale assist with Pensacola Bott Post 5 Vesper sale confirmed Post 6 - sale with Ira Banner confirmed |
CoMC HW1 - Post 5 All right, so she had one jar left and she'd been pretty darn successful so far, so she decided to try something a little different. She stood from her chair and began calling out numbers. "Ashwinder Eggs - One jar, starting at 15 sickles! Can I get 15 sickles? 15, ladies and gentlemen!" She saw a few heads turn her way, but no one looked like they understood. Has no one here been to an auction? Puzzled, she tried again. "One full jar of Ashwinder eggs - freshly harvested! Starting at 15 sickles! Do I hear an offer?" she called out again with one hand on her hip, the other in the air waving people closer. They were finally starting to get the message. A man with a feather in his cap came closer and flicked his fingers in the air once. "I'll bid 15, Miss." She nodded at him and smiled. This might work! "Thank you sir. Can anyone beat 15 sickles? 15 sickles is a steal, folks, you don't want to miss out!" All of the excitement of Hogsmeade must have put her into a wildly social mood somehow. Or maybe it was just the experiment of getting regular shoppers to join an impromptu auction. Who knew. A woman with a large broach stood near to the man and called out, "One galleon!" She nodded at her and moved on. "One galleon, one galleon, can I get one galleon and ten sickles? One galleon and ten sickles?" This was sort of more fun than she'd thought it would be. An old man with a monocle came by and threw his bid inot the mix. "One galleon, ten sickles, right here," he said calmly with a twist of his mustache. Things were really picking up now. "Do I hear two galleons, two galleons for this large and very full jar of Ashwinder eggs? Quite the bargain still, at only twoooo galleons!" She held her final jar in her hands to show the crowd. The woman with the broach waved a gloved hand to take that bid. Eliza nodded at her and said, "Do I see two galleons and ten sickles?" She looked to each of their faces pointedly. Come on.... The man with the feather tipped his cap to place his bid. Excellent, she thought and carried on. "All right then lady and gentlemen, do I hear three galleons? Three for this final jar?" She was hopeful, but felt comfortable with the price she'd earned thus far. Monocle man flipped his hand up once again and said, "I'll pay four galleons, Miss." Four?! Well he jumped right ahead then didn't he? Really must be needing some eggs. "Four it is then, do I hear any higher?" She looked at the other two again, but they did not stir. It was clear this man meant to buy the eggs. The man with the cap smiled at her and shook his head, gave a low wave, and went on his way. The woman with the nice broach shook her head and said, "No dear, but thank you for the fun!" And then she too, left. She turned back to the man with the monocle and mustache to congratulate him. "Soooold, to this fine gentlemen right here! Four galleons!" She came from around the table and handed him the jar. He placed the coins firmly into her open palm, tucked the jar under his arm and said, "Thank you very much Miss. Now if you would, please stop shouting near my shop! I admire your gusto, surely, but it does make it very difficult to get any work done." He gave her a small smile and a pat on the hand to show he didn't mean to be too insulting, and then he turned quickly and re-entered a shop down the way. "Thank you sir," she said as she received the payment. Blushing about all the yelling she'd been doing, she bowed her head and apologized. "Sorry, sir," was all she could manage. It had been her assignment after all, but she knew their group was being rather boisterous. She watched him go and went back to her table. Well, at least I sold them all, eventually. She pulled her sign off the table and sat patiently until it was time to follow the professor back to the school. |
Post 8 Only 6 sickles a guess! 13 sickles gets you three guesses! 6 wrong guesses gets you a consolation prize! Buy a hint for just 1 galleon! 7 galleons and 16 sickles so far, West was generally pretty happy with that. Even if he took off the one that Dylan had got, that West had only assisted with, it was still an entirely good number, 6 galleons and 3 sickles. And he still had alllll of his jars. That was how it was DONE people. West continued eating his sandwiches and selling guesses, and soon he had hit 14 galleons and 11 sickles. Not bad at all. People didn't mind supporting them for a good cause, and so far he'd only had to give away four consolation prizes, all of which he'd got for free, and even if he had to buy them they were only worth 9 sickles altogether. West was an AWESOME entrepreneur, obviously. He sat back, relaxing while there was a lull and looked around. Heaps of kids had sold all their jars, but he was pretty confident that he was doing the best with this, if you took into account total profit. If nobody guessed the amount, he was thinking they could sell them off to one of the potions supplies stores at a discounted price, and maximize their profits. _____________________ "What's going on here, then?" The lady who approached next had two small children with her, one of them on what appeared to be a leash. West eyed that up with fascination. A leash. A leash for a kid. Never seen that before, but within a few seconds it was obvious WHY the kid had a leash. He was trying to go here and there and was obviously a bundle of energy and insanity. West watched as the lady masterfully twisted and maneuvered so that the child couldn't reach a single jar of eggs. "Well, we're fundraising for Hogwarts students, as part of our Care of Magical Creatures class, we had to harvest these eggs ourselves." He explained with a winning smile. "Would you like to buy some guesses? If you guess the number right, you get the lot. You can buy hints too." "Oh well if its for a good cause!" The lady looked at the sign and then at the covered jars. "Three hints please!" She placed the galleons on the table and pulled her child out of the way when he tried grabbing for them. "Okay." West tried not to look too excited. THREE HINTS. THAT WAS THREE GALLEONS. "First hint: There is less than 100 eggs across the ten jars. Second hint: the number of eggs is more than the number of Hogwarts kids in this tent. Third hint: Only three of the jars contain an odd number of eggs." West paaaaused. These were good hints too. "Oh well that means there must be an odd number of eggs in total." The lady said immediately. The kid that wasn't on the leash clung to her skirts and peeeeeered at West with big eyes. "Just one guess please." She counted out six sickles. Just one? Was she that confident? "You can get another two for just thirteen sickles total." He gave her an eager smile and provided parchment and a quill for her guesses. "Write your guesses here ma'am." "Oh.... twist my arm!" She said indulgently and added another seven sickles and wrote her guesses down. 65, 67, 69 West checked the parchment and took the money. "I'm sorry, you didn't guess right! Do you want to try again?" "I better not! Good luck dears." The lady led her two children off and West added the 3 galleons and thirteen sickles to the total. ooc: for my reference - Post 1 Post 2 Post 3 Post 4 - sales attempts- Vesper Bayliss, + the sale assist with Pensacola Bott Post 5 Vesper sale confirmed Post 6 - sale with Ira Banner confirmed Post 7- gambling warlock sale Post 8 - lady with leashed child (current post) 18 galleons 7 sickles total so far |
Post 2 Nigel thought West idea of a game was genius. But he was not confident in himself that he could do that so he decided to start doing what everyone else was doing and chant that his jars were for sale. "ASHWINDER EGGS FOR SALE. THREE GALLEONS FOR ONE JAR" That was straight and to the point. Now all he had to do was wait for a customer. This man walks over to the ashwinder eggs sale thinking of buying some. For no other purpose than owning some. He spots and hears what sounds like a reasonable deal and walks over to the teenage boy. "So it is three galleons for a jar? If so then i would like to purchase one" Nigel was a little shocked by this guys forwardness. But was surprised that the shouting strategy worked. "Um. Yes it is three for a jar." Nigel nodded and smiled when the man said he wanted to buy one. He took the three galleons from the man and gave him a jar. "Thank you" Nigel said as the man started to walk away. |
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Delighted. Just how she was supposed to be! "Good to know," Elysia said. She would pinch Elise's cheek but she didn't. Elise might start a scene in front of people and it wouldn't be Elysia who would be embarrassed, but the precious Ravenclaw Quidditch Captain. Now, a student leader shouldn't be such a bad girl right? Creatures class. Er... right. The one that required touching dirty animals and handling dung, yes? Elysia was not a fan of that class, even if Salem taught it too. "You know, I read in the Daily Prophet than your school was having financial problems. Is this what you lot have thought of to earn money?" Hmm... cause they can do better than this other than letting the students sell whatever products they had. Not that Elysia cared, but because it was not right. Treating students like the house elves they had lost? "I could buy better things for Ed than just a jar of whatever those things are," Elysia said, cringing. "But I wouldn't want to waste my energy going back to Diagon Alley if I can buy him a present here already." A trip to that shop with the elderflower wine and a gift for her oh dearest brother. Two in one, she might say. How much was that again? Four galleons? Elysia opened her purse carefully and took out a galleon, counting them one by one as she settled it on Elise's stall. "One... two... three... four. There you go, sweetie." Fake!sweet smile. Now where was her jar of... those things? Quote:
C'mon. It was cold out. Then Kat noticed a young girl. OH RIGHT! |
Post 5 SPOILER!!: Potential Buyer Kace nodded and understood. He wasn't going to sell all his eggs. "It is okay mister maybe next time?" he asked him. Then he went over to the center and wanted to sell more of his jars. He already sold one to a young man, an old blind lady and a mother to a daughter who already had a crush on him and they never even met before. Talk about odd right? Well at least he sold three out of five. He was making progress. Kace went looking around and even went outside the shopping center to test his luck. Then a man stopped him. "Excuse me. Are you selling those jars?" he asked him. Kace nodded and pointed towards his bag. "I only have two jars left so you are in luck." "Oh thank heavens." he said with a huge sigh of relief. "I didn't want to be bombarded with kids selling eggs and luckily i found you wandering along. I am in desperate need of eggs. How much would you say for two jars?" he asked him. It had to be his lucky day. His last customer and he wanted to buy all his jars. "Well each jar is 5 galleons each, so i guess 10 galleons all together?" Kace asked suggesting the deal. The young man smiled and said, "You got a deal." They shook hands and then his wife came to his side as Kace was handing him the two jars he asked for. "Hunny who are you talking to?" she asked and smiled at him warmly. "Oh this nice young man who sold me two jars of eggs for a good deal compared to the store prices." The wife seemed impressed, "Well thank you young man for making our lives easier." she said and kissed his cheek as a thank you. "Come on hunny we gotta go. Thanks again sweetie." they both smiled and walked away holding hands. Kace rubbed the place where the woman kissed her. She was quite sweet and cute. He was even more happy he sold his last two jars for a good deal. |
Post #4 That last customer was a bit tougher than the first one. Peyton needed to step up her game. And for this she'd use one of her brother's tactics. She needed the right customer for it. Peyton waited until she found a suitable customer to pass. She wasn't going to start yelling people to come by. They were surrounded by students selling the same thing, so it'd be just wasting her voice in vain. A head full of white curls passed by, a little old lady walking at turtle's pace by Peyton's stand. AHA! "Hello there, ma'am," Peyton said gently. The woman turned to her, her glasses hanging at the tip of her nose. The woman offered Peyton a smile, which she returned. Old people were nice. "I was wondering if you'd like to help our school by buying some of these very-well-taken-care-of Ashwinder eggs," she said in her most honest victim voice. "You see, we are going through a rough crisis at the moment. Our school was robbed." The older woman gasped, placing her hand over her chest. "Oh, sweet Merlin, you poor thing," she said. Peyton nodded solemnly. "The elves have left us and my school mates and I have to help around. It's tough, you know. Attending to classes, doing our homework AND cleaning an entire castle. We're trying our very best, honest." SAD FACE. "Child, you sweet thing." The woman looked like if she was on the verge of tears and Peyton wondered if she over did it. But this is how John used to do it. "That is horrible." She nodded again and sighed. "Yes. I understand if you can't help us, thanks for stopping by anyway." Peyton grinned a very sad grin at the woman, working her eyes to droop all wounded-like. The woman gasped and shook her head, making her hair look like a white and gray cabbage. "No, no. I'll be helping you. You lot are the future of the Wizarding world, there's no way I'll let you suffer." She dug feverishly into her coin purse, then paused. "How much did you say these were?" Peyton hadn't mentioned it. "They're going for five Galleons, ma'am." "Here you go." The woman handed Peyton the five Galleons and patted something else into her hand. "An extra one can help, too." The little old lady smiled at Peyton and waddled away, muttering something about the condition of the school. Shoving the money away, Peyton did a little dance. One more jar sold, though she couldn't help feel a tiiiiiiiny bit bad for the woman. She seemed genuinely worried. Oops. Hehehe. |
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Oh, Sweet Mother of Merlin! Elysia Fairfield knew how to read? The newspapers, no less. This was entirely new information, especially since Elise was sure that she could only read fashion magazines and the like. What an utter waste of money. "It is, so are you helping?" Yes? YES? Okay, great! Even if it was just because Elysia was a lazy backside, Elise would take whatever money she was given. Lovely. Handing her sister the jar, she smiled fake!sweetly just to mirror the other blonde. Look, 'lysia! She was learning from your bright shining example. Wasn't she proud? "Thank you," she added, almost as an afterthought. You can go now, Elysia. Quote:
But... five galleons was so expensive. Frowning, she dug around in her pocket for whatever money she had and came up with three galleons and nothing more. "I only have THREE galleons," she said, holding up three fingers on her other hand. Did that mean that she couldn't buy them anyway? Because that would be really really sad, actually. |
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And then there were two. She picked up the duplicated hat and placed it on little miss Botros' head, adjusted it so that the overly large bill was askew on her golden hair, as to not cover her eyes. "You look awfully stylish. Best looking hat in all of Hogsmeade's on you." Alice beamed at them both and gave another wink to her Ancient Runes professor as he walked off, pocketing the ten galleons and then turning back to Vivi. Could she convince her to buy the last three jars now? 'Course she could. Alice was just that good of an entrepreneur. |
Post #5 Maybe conning people like her big brother does wasn't a way to go. Or maybe conning the elderly she wouldn't do. They were easy to guilt and maybe that's why it didn't sit well with Peyton. Alas, the child has a conscience. For now at least. She shoved the two jars left over in front of her and beamed at the crowd. "On special, two jars just for ten Galleons!" she said all excitedly. "Take them while they last!" A man pulled away from the crowd and approached her. "Five for those two," he said. Peyton looked apalled. "Why so cheap? I worked hard on these." Not her exactly, since she only got a jar's worth. But she bet Professor Barlow worked hard. "Ten Galleons." "Look, kid. You want the money or not?" the man said impatiently, then added. "Six." The NERVE. "Nine. Nine galleons and I'll give them to you." The man shook his head. "Seven is the highest I'll go for these." Peyton crossed her arms against her chest. She really just wanted to get rid of these jars and it was enough selling for one day. "Seven Galleon and ten Sickles." She stuck her bottom lip out and batted her eyelashes. The man squinted his eyes at Peyton, his hand sliding into his pocket, counted his money and placed it on the table. And without a thank you he left with the jars. "Sheesh." Peyton shook her head and gathered the money. THIS was why she wasn't going into any family business. Quidditch was way more fun and interesting than selling. That and you get to injure people. Heheheee. |
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The lady took a moment to examine her nails. Oh good, nothing broken OR damaged in the slightest way possible. She took care of herself, unlike her rubbish of a sister. "Honey, it's not called helping. Why would I help you anyway?" Hmm? She wasn't even here to visit her sister anyway. That was not gonna happen. So Elise now had the four galleons she wanted. Elysia snatched the jar of ashwinder eggs from her stall. "Good," she said. "And I wouldn't dare forget to tell dearest Edmund that these came from your... err... shop." This was a tiny shop right? A stall and all, but whatever. Kind of like the same thing. Oh. "You're not welcome," Elysia said, keeping the jar of ashwinder eggs inside her bag and clickclacked (again) her way to get some elderflower wine. Ugh, she wasted time even BEING here. Quote:
Oh anywaaaaay... Three galleons? "That's okay," Kat smiled at Hayley. "You can have a jar to yourself for three galleons." Mh, fair price right? And while Kat accommodated another customer who bought a jar for five galleons, she also waited for Hayley to reply. See? One more jar, and if Hayley wanted it... she gets it only for three galleons? Great deal, yeah? |
post 1 Ethan was rather glad to be going to Hogsmeade today even if it was just to be selling Ashwinder eggs for their class assignment. It was nice to have the change of scenery, plus he knew when he was done here he could have a little fun in the village, this being their first Hogsmeade weekend.. something to look forward to. Once the group arrived at their selling point, the 17 year old glanced around. Competition was going to be fierce. There were a good many of them there today and, really, how many people would be willing to buy? Besides, he was sure the younger first years would garner the most sales with adults thinking they were cute and such. Still, he would try.. he could use the extra xash. Ethan set his jars of Ashwinder eggs out in front of him in what he thought was an aesthetically pleasing display. He tried to look attentive and catch someone's eye as several people came their way/ After clearing his throat, he called out loudly over the sound of his competition, "Ashwinder eggs for sale! One jar for five galleons.. two jars for eight galleons." That was a fair price, he thought. A bargain, even. And if he could get rid of his jars faster so he could be on his way, even better. He looked up as a man headed his way he opened his mouth, quickly shutting it as the bloke went over to a younger girl's eggs. Yeah.. this was not going to be easy.. but then he saw a woman headed his way,, maybe he could sell some to her? |
Final post! Still wondering if he should be a bit concerned about that guy who just bought two jars and RAN, Tucker turned back to his last jar. Alright, just one more and he'd be done. He could do this no problem! Suddenly, he heard a POP! and none other than his own mum, Gabriela Schultz, apparated nearby. She HAD gotten his letter! "Alright, what am I supposed to be buying from you again?" she asked him as she pulled out her purse. "Nice to see you too, Mum," Tucker said, smirking and rolling his eyes, making him look almost the spitting image of his mother at that point. She chuckled. "I'm sorry, I thought I was supposed to be incognito so your classmates wouldn't see we were related!" she explained to him in a small whisper before giving the boy a quick hug. "I don't think they care, but if you WANT to, you could do that," Tucker said with a smile. Gabi grinned and cleared her throat. "Well of course young man, I'd love some Ashwinder eggs! How much for a jar?" she asked with a sweet smile that was very UNLIKE her to say the least. "Five galleons, please!" he told her with a grin. She pulled out a five galleon piece and handed it to her son. "Thank you, I hope the money goes to a good cause!" she exclaimed loudly. Tucker just rolled his eyes but grinned anyways. That had been his last jar! "Anyways, thanks Mum, see you soon," he said, giving his mother another hug before she turned around, eyeing the eggs like she had no idea what she was actually going to DO with them before she apparated away. |
post 2 Ethan waved his hand a bit to catch the attention of a woman approaching. She seemed notice him and he thought she might be a good opportunity to try out his selling technique. "Ashwinder eggs for sale," he called out to her with a smile, trying to look at her in the eye. "One jar for five galleons or two jars for eight galleons," he said as she approached. Oh wait, he knew this lady, didn't he? Lillian had noticed quite the gathering down the street in Hogsmeade, so she just had to see what was going on. Oh.. it was just a bunch of kids.. probably from Hogwarts. She didn't care much for children but she did wonder what was going on to draw such a crowd. As she approached one of the older boys, Lillian realized what was going on. They were selling Ashwinder eggs. That was.. interesting.. or cute? she thought with a smirk. And then the boy spoke to her with a hint of recognition in his eye. Was he a bit familiar? Oh yes.. she could place him. "You're Meloria's boy, aren't you?" Lillian said, eyeing up the young man. Ethan, she was fairly certain his name was, though it didn't really matter much to her. "What is this, some school project or something?" she asked, looking down at the jars disdainfully. What were they teaching at this sub-standard school? Her Andrew would never had been made to peddle his wares at Durmstrang.. but of course it was a much more refined school. |
Post 3 Since the yelling was working. Nigel decided to keep doing it and see if somebody else was going to buy one of his remaining four jars. "ONLY HAVE THREE JARS LEFT. THREE GALLEONS FOR ONE JAR" Nigel did not know if they would buy from him since West had this awesome game going on. But he had to try. "Okay. What are you selling in the jars". She had heard the high pitch screaming and came over to investigate. Nigel looked up and saw a old woman there. Oops, he had forgotten to tell what was in the jars. He had remembered on the previous two slaes. Well he would remember in the future. "Ashwinder Eggs Ma'am. Would you like to buy a jar?" Oh, Those did sound good. Maybe she could use some in the future. "Sure, Here is three galleons." She takes the eggs and and hands over the money. Well now to think of things that use ashwinder eggs. |
post 3 Ethan nodded to the woman as she confirmed his identity. Was she really unsure of his name? He looked, unblinking, at her for a moment. It had been years since he had seen her and then very infrequently at that, but she had been married to his late grandfather. "Hello, Oma Lillian," he said civilly, but with less cheer than he might normally use. "Yeah, a school thing.. we harvested Ashwinder eggs in class and now we're selling them. Interested? Five galleons for one jar or eight galleons for two jars.." He wasn't sure she was all that interested - or knowledgeable about potions enough to use them, but at least she stopped to look so maybe that was a good sign. Lillian wrinkled her nose slightly as she heard him address her. She hated to be called by the title the boy and his family insisted on. Though it was slightly better than "grandmother" it was still that type of name and she wasn't even old enough to be a grandmother - at least not to one as old as this.. she was only 40 for Merlin's sake! She was sure Meloria insisted on it just to be a brat. Lillian cocked an eyebrow as she listened to the boy's |
Post 4 Nigel did not know what to do know. He did not really feel like yelling that his jars were only three galleons. He had already done that twice. Plus he was getting bored of saying it. It;s not like he does not know how much his own jars are.While think about what to do. Somebody walked up to Nigel. Well what do you know. Doing Nothing sometimes works. "Well i can see you selling something. But i don't know how much it is and whether it is worth my galleons." Nigel was a little taken back by how forward this guy was. He stumbled bit before answering. "Well I'm um selling a jar of ashwinder eggs for 3 galleons Sir" The man consider what this kid was saying. Well he could use some eggs for some potions he was meaning to brew in the future and three galleons was a good deal."It sounds like a good deal. I would take a jar" Nigel was beginning to think that this man was not going to buy anything. But he was lucky he priced it at three galleons or it probably would not have sold. "There is the jar." Nigel hands him the jar and takes his three galleons. Now he only had to sell one more. |
this ain't homework yo (for Kerri) Hogsmeade was awfully loud today, and Lucia wanted to see what exactly all the ruckus was about. She'd wheeled in Sherman to go see Abraham and whatnot (and had made sure he was wearing that lovely sweater as well, because he just looked precious in it), but now the kids were giving her a headache. How long was that hubby of hers going to take in the Broomsticks? Home was more silent. But the Hogwarts children were selling eggs, and Lucia almost felt the need to buy some. Because she knew what was going on with the school and all. Manager of Gringotts, y'know, so she was quite familiar with the school funding issue. Plus, she was also the grandmother of a very whiny Hogwarts captain who'd informed her of turnstiles and things. But she wasn't going to buy anything from her OWN kid, because she was expected to be able to do things for herself without needing assistance from elderlies. So the old woman toddled over to the most interesting stand she could find, the one with the flashy sign and the two boys. They seemed like good ones to buy from (especially 'cause that ONE was so skinny, Merlin, she suspected he probably hadn't been able to afford the Great Hall turnstiles or something and had been skipping meals). "I want three guesses." She held out the 13 sickles and tried to think of numbers. Ones based on the hints she'd been listening to others get, because she was clever enough to do that. Clearly. |
CoMC 6. Dylan was sad to see the blonde lady go...but once she had, caught sight of the brunette stepping up. Oh, and she was attempting to grab one of them. Perhaps he'd make a sale, then... "Ma'am, did you want to buy some guesses?" --- When the blonde one started talking, the mysterious brunette just gave him eyes. He had a pretty face. "Yes. I'd like to buy a jar...and not guess." Was that okay, pretty boy? Hmm? ...and no, she wasn't going to answer any questions as to why. So, no one needed to ask. ----- Dylan blinked, kinda surprised by the straightforwardness....He shrugged, pulling one of his jars from beneath the fabric. The name of the game was to sell them...and he was selling them. So, they'd just have to take five eggs off the total number of...The Captain gave Odessa a nod. "Four galleons...which is a deal considering the eggs themselves are worth one galleon apiece." Just in case she thought he was trying to cheat her. Yea, the Slytherin knew how older women could be. ----- This kid was crazy to think she cared about price. What was four galleons to her? After paying out the money, she accepted the jar and slinked away into the abyss of the crowd...She had shifty things to do... ----- Weird lady was weird...Nevermind that, though...He had more eggs to sale. "Next! Anyone else?" SPOILER!!: Lucia! And there was ANOTHER lady. Dylan smirked a whole bunch because women were clearly his area of expertise. Keep 'em coming and all that. He offered her a very sweet smile because she was an older woman...and that garnered respect. At least it did in his eyes. Accepting her money, he pushed a quill and a piece of parchment in her direction. "From everything that's here..." Meaning the hints she may or may not have heard..."...the total is down five eggs."...because crazy lady wanted to buy them as is...and not guess. Totally ruining the spirit of what he and Odessa had going. |
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"Take them...and thank you for playing." See? He could be totally nice when he wanted. --- David was having a stroll and enjoying the beautiful weather...Birds were singing and children laughing, signs that today was indeed lovely. That's when something caught his eye! Street vendors? How quaint. "Good day, gentleman. I'll take..." He read the sign carefully..."...five guesses and that's all." He considered himself a gambling man...and this all seem to be in good fun. |
Post 5 Nigel had only one jar remaining and had no idea how to sell it. He could try the same old routine he was using today and just yell that his jar was only three galleons. But that became old. Now Nigel had to think of something interesting or not sell the jar at all. Nigel did not want that to happen. "Why Hello there young man. It looks like you have one jar of something for sale. But i wonder why you are selling it for three when most are selling it for lower." The man was interested and wanted to know how low this kid was go in price. Nigel was not ready to barter and only wanted to sell his last jar for three galleons. "Well, It is three galleons for one jar. But i am ready to sell it for 1 if you want to go that low. but i can really use the three." Nigel did not know why he was saying this. Maybe because he was tired and wanted this to be over. "Well i'll take the jar for 1 galleon" He gave the boy the 1 galleon and took the jar before he could change his mind. He knew he was being a little bit of a prick. But it was n awesome deal. "Thanks Kid" He said. Then left. |
Post 1 Lexi was ready to set up shop in Hogsmeade to sell her Ashwinder eggs, even though she wasn't sure if anyone would even want to buy them from a mere first year, but who knew. She unrolled her banner and it read: Ashwinder Eggs For SALE 5 Galleons per Jar Now she just had to wait. And after ten minutes a lady came up to her. "Hello young lady," the woman said as she stuck her hand out to Lexi. "I'm Anitia Fothem, aren't you a bit young to be selling Ashwinder eggs." The woman began to inspect the jars carefully. Lexi took the outstretched hand. "Hello Miss Fothem I'm Alexia Thorne, we are selling them for a school project. We harvested them during Care of Magical Creatures. Five galleons a jar." The woman looked as if she was in deep concentration as she continued to look intently at the jars that Lexi had displayed out on a small table. "Well dear, I'm not sure about five galleons, but I will pay four galleons for this jar," Anitia said as she lifted up one of the lesser full jars and produced four galleons for Lexi Lexi looked at the jar and since the eggs didn't seem as densely packed in the jar she figured she would go with the woman's deal. "That sounds good," she said as she placed the jar in a bag with handles and handed it to the woman. "Pleasure doing business with you Miss Fothem." |
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Oh, but she got a jar anyway? Lucia beamed at the boy, mentally noting the fact that not all children were useless ingrates, and took the eggs graciously. What was she meant to do with them, though? It wasn't as if she had any particular use for Ashwinder eggs, but she supposed Colin could find a use for them. She'd be okay with it, as long as he didn't throw these in the Leaky, too. Before leaving, she slipped the boy an extra two galleons for his generosity. Could she go find Sherman now? And show him her pretty eggs? Lucia spared a wave in her granddaughter's direction and then left to go see if her husband and Ab were done with whatever old men spent time doing on days they had no work. |
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She fussed with Lex's hair. "You just let me know if you get really desperate. I don't know what I can do that your father can't, but you just let me know, okay?" It didn't sound like Lex was doing too badly, considering she'd made 101 Galleons off just a few jars of Ashwinder eggs. Did she even need Vivi to buy one? "I dunno, baby lion. I don't have much money... I might be able to buy one from you." Quote:
Just... a suggestion. Wait... wasn't she meant to be mad at Alice? "I feel like I should threaten you and give you unwarranted advice before stomping off, but... you wouldn't listen if I did. Good luck this term, okay?" |
Post 2 Victor Strauss was walking in Hogsmeade looking for potions ingredients, and there were kids everywhere selling Ashwinder eggs. He saw a particularly young girl with a both and walked over to her. "Hello there little lady, five galleons seems a lot for a jar of Ashwinder eggs," he said as he looked over the eggs. Lexi looked up as she saw a man approaching her booth. "Hello sir," she said with a smile as she looked up at the sign that said five galleons for her Ashwinder eggs. "Well sir, I would be more than happy to bargain with you on a price." After all it was more important for her to sell them than to get her five galleon price on them. The man looked over the eggs and they seemed to be good, legit eggs harvested well. "I'll give you three galleons for one of these jars," he said as he looked over them. Picking up a jar and putting it in her bag she handed it over to the man. "Three galleons sounds fine," she said as she waited for the money to be handed over. Victor picked three galleons out of his pocket and handed them to the girl. "Pleasure doing business with you young lady," he said as he took the bag from the girl. |
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Lex nodded enthusiastically!! "Uh-huh! I will! Might need to have another talk with you too but I have to see some stuff first." And there was another, more solemn, nod. Vivi was always a big help, end of story. And you know, she wouldn't even get upset that the girl could only buy one--did she just say she'd buy two??? Yes! Then she'd be done and could stop and would be able to spend her money!!!! This was the part of the day that she'd been dying for and the candy shop was calling her name even louder. "You will?!?! I can sell you both jars at 4 galleons each, they're meant to be 5 but I like you! I can make it lower!" BUT ONLY BECAUSE IT WAS HER, geddit? |
Post 3 Isabelle Dupont was in her fourth year of schooling at St. Mungos and she was officially going to graduate in January and become an actual healer rather than an intern and trainee. The 22 year old was super proud of herself, and she had heard that there was going to be a sale of potions ingredients at Hogsmeade and she figured she could pick some stuff up for St. Mungos. She saw a couple of stands selling Ashwinder eggs all manned by Hogwarts students. Isabelle walked up to one of them, "Hogwarts project," she asked the girl selling the eggs for five galleons. Lexi was carefully arranging her jars of eggs so they were all lined up nicely when someone came up to her stand. She hadn't realized it at first and nearly jumped when she realized that there was somebody there. "Oh hello there," she said with a smile as she quickly picked up the pile of bags that she had knocked on the floor. "Yes indeed. We harvested Ashwinder eggs and are now selling them would you like to buy some?" Lexi smiled hoping the girl wouldn't take into the account that she had nearly knocked over half of her stuff. Isabelle smiled as the girl knocked over some of her bags, but she didn't say anything in fear that she would intimidate the poor girl. "Fun, I went to Hogwarts a couple of terms back," she said with a smile as she grabbed ten galleons from her small bag of money designated for potion ingredients buying. "I'll take two jars please," Isabelle said placing the galleons on the counter. "I'm working at St. Mungos so it will be good to have some extra ingredients." Lexi smiled as the girl said that she had gone to Hogwarts a couple of terms back. Fun! Then she saw the girl grabbing a whole handful of galleons. "Wow," was that girl nice. She was buying two jars full price. Putting the two jars in a bag she handed it to the girl. "Thank you so much!" |
post 4 Ethan inwardly sighed. So his former step-grandmother seemed remotely interested in buying some eggs from him, but she seemed to want to haggle on the price a bit? He supposed he could do that.. he did want to be rid of these jars and make a little money.. but there was something about her that made him feel that he was being taken advantage of. He tried to shake it off and turned his attention back to the woman in front of him. "Better than that..? I guess I can sell you three jars for ten galleons?" he offered with a questioning look. That was just a little over half of what his original offer on one jar was. He really didn't want to go that low on one because he'd be making nearly nothing and would be here all day. Lillian looked from the jars to the boy's face and back again. It was a pretty good price, but did she really need three jars? And could she get him to go lower? "Well.. I could take three off your hands," she started, knowing he probably wanted to get rid of them along with make some money. "But only if you'll take nine for them.. because I'm pretty sure I could get one of your classmates to go even lower still." There, now he could think she was doing him some huge favor.. what would he say to that? Ethan watched her as she seemed to mull over his offer. Then he thought over her counteroffer. That worked out to be three galleons a jar which was a pitiful price. Yep, she was definitely trying to take advantage of him, but he supposed it wasn't too awful to come down that much and he didn't have any other buyers. At least he'd get something. She was right.. she could go to someone else, though he wouldn't admit knowing that to her. "Alright, you have a deal," he finally said after a moment's thought and he slid three jars towards her. That was three done and he had two left before he could skip out of here. Lillian smiled a bit as the boy agreed to sell her the three jars for only nine galleons. That was quite the steal. Perhaps she could use some for herself and even resell the rest for a higher price, making a little money off of him. She handed over the nine galleons to him and took the three jars. "Goodbye and good luck with your little business," she said with a hint of patronism before walking away. |
Post 4 So far she had sold four jars of eggs. Two at five galleons to the nice St. Mungos girl. One at four galleons to the nice lady and one at three galleons to the pickier older guy. Lexi was just hoping that her stand would have some success. "Ashwinder eggs, five for a jar, but I'm willing to make other deals," she said into the center of Hogsmeade hoping that somebody would come and buy some more jars. Nadia Tale was walking through the streets of Hogsmeade looking around for nothing in particular. She saw a young girl, and also heard her trying to sell some Ashwinder eggs. "Hello there dearie," she said with a smile as she picked up a jar of Ashwinder eggs. "I'll buy these off of you for three galleons." Lexi perked up a little bit as a new lady came over to buy some Ashwinder eggs. Taking the jar from the lady she put it into a bag and took the money from the lady. "Thank you so much ma'am," she said with a smile. Success again. She had earned some more money, even if it wasn't as much as she would like. Nadia smiled as she handed over the money. After all, even if she would never use the eggs she could sell them again and make more money than the three galleons she had paid. Most people would trust her more than the girl. "No problem dear," she said with a smile taking the bag. |
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Merlin knew why she didn't realize she'd end up buying all the jars of eggs she could carry. "Owl me and we'll talk, ok? I promise to respond. I think we need to have butterbeer next time you have a Hogsmeade weekend and properly catch up." |
post 5 Ethan watched as his step-grandmother walked away with three of his jars, his pocket nine galleons heavier. Now he only had two more jars to sell. Hopefully it wouldn't be the ordeal the last sell had been and he could get it over and done with quickly. He glanced around, watching some of the others sell theirs or attempt to, then he noticed an older man walk his way. Russel had noticed a gathering at one end of the street as he finished up his shopping and was starting to head home. He neared one of the teenage boys that was standing there and approached. "So, what's going on here today?" he asked as he peered down at the table. Jars of eggs? "Good afternoon, sir," Ethan said brightly as the older gentleman approached. "My class and I are selling Ashwinder eggs today.. One jar for five galleons or I could give you two jars for only eight galleons." He really hoped this guy would think his two jar price was a good deal and take them both off his hands. He felt like he had been here all day and was ready to be done with this. He smiled at the guy as he watched him think it over. "Ashwinder eggs, hmm?" The man looked down at the two jars in front of the boy. Russel often dabbled in potions but he didn't use Ashwinder eggs all that often. Though it wasn't a bad price, especially for two of them, and it might not be a bad idea to keep a jar or two in his personal potions stores. Yes, he had made up his mind. "Alright," the man said, looking back up. "I'll take two of them.. that's a pretty good deal." He pulled eight galleons out and slid them across the table to the young man before picking up the jars. Ethan smiled and gave them man a nod as he agreed to buy the remaining two jars. "Thank you, sir.. enjoy your eggs and have a great day," he said as he shook the man's hand after exchanging goods and currency. He watched him as he walked away, then he packed up his things and headed back to the castle to change. He had things to do and wanted to make the most of what he had left of the day. |
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"Alright," she said, sliding the galleons into her bag with the others, "I'll be sure to owl you once it all clears up in my head and the butterbeer's a good idea! We'll have to work towards that!" Now she had something to look forward to the next time she was allowed in Hogsmeade! Er...unless they got other Hogsmeade homework but honestly...she'd probably not get it done. Vivi came before homework. Homework would ALWAYS be there, Vivi would leave once her shopping was done. |
Post 5 Lexi only had one more jar left and she really wanted it to be sold within in the next half hour or so. Then she could go and explore Hogsmeade herself rather than just sit in the booth forever waiting. So she decided to stand up on the table. Climbing up she started to yell. "I have one more jar of Ashwinder eggs and the price has been cut to 3 galleons," so please pretty please people come and buy it. Ashwinder eggs. Well they could be good for pranks or something of that sort. Matthew Spain was on break from Durmstrang and liked the idea of buying some Ashwinder eggs from the young girl. "Hey there, I'd love to buy those Ashwinder eggs off of you," Matthew said as he grabbed his nice wallet from his robes and threw out three galleons and two sickles. "And here's two sickles just because." And then he gave the girl a famous Matthew wink. Oh, it was a very nice looking boy who wanted to buy the rest of her Ashwinder eggs. "Hello," she said with a bright smile. Who knew how old this boy was, but he was definitely nice and attractive and he tipped her. Bagging the jar carefully she handed it over to him. "Have an amazing day," and come talk to me more. And then he gave her a gorgeous wink. Lexi was definitely crushing on the older guy. And now she was done. She ripped down the sign and set off into Hogsmeade. |
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