To the weapons shop!

[divine-dragoon.livejournal.com]

Who: Lloyd and ANYONE who wants to join
What: Lloyd goes shopping. :x
When: After this post.
Where: The shops
Summary: Lloyd heads to the shops to find him some clothes, a weapon, as well as medical and other needed supplies.
Rating: PG

If Lloyd had any other option, any at all, he would have not chosen to brave the cold like this. As it was, he was unarmed, very poorly clothed and trapped in an unknown world--remaining inside would have accomplished nothing. Besides, the pesky dragoon had broken the door and so it was not as if he would be any warmer in there than he would be here.

The winglie continued on through the snow, teeth chattering as he trekked down the icy streets. It was a good thing he had thought to make his mocking announcement before he had left, it would have done little good to have chattered incomprehensibly throughout the message. Lloyd gritted his teeth as if to fight off the cold as he ran over the necessary supplies he needed to find. Boots, were one, suitable attire another, medicinal items not for any specific purpose, of course the third, and a weapon the last.

The king's lance was no good to him, but far be it from Lloyd to give it back.

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[goldenfirefly.livejournal.com]

Ah, she was caught! Stella really didn't want to interrupt the conversation between Caesar and the other man, but now that she was discovered... She let out an amused sigh before leaned around the rack of fabrics again, giving them both a friendly smile. "Caesar! So we finally meet face to face."

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Ah, forgotten at last, Soa didn't hate him after all. The swordsman ignored the two prattling children and began to make his way around the shop. As he did so, though, Lloyd found himself growing increasingly bemused at the items he found.

Nothing here was following a logical path... Shops usually tended to sell only one type of supply and everything related, yet everything here was more of a bazaar. Clothing, weaponry, carpentry... Lloyd shook his head and froze, eyes catching sight of his clothing neatly folded on a shelf with his boots and his cloak...

What. In. Soa's. Name.

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[nowarstowin.livejournal.com]

Caesar grinned impishly. "Yeah, finally," he echoed, taking her hand in his and shaking it warmly.

He gestured to his companion, who had started to go elsewhere. "H-hey! Lloyd, this is Stella -- whom I would consider a good friend even if this is our first time meeting in the flesh. Likewise, Stella, this is Lloyd, whom I happened to find roaming about the streets."

[goldenfirefly.livejournal.com]

Stella shook his hand in return and gave him a soft smile, then turned to the man who had wandered away from them. Instead of letting Lloyd come to them, she stepped towards him, a curious look on her face as she noticed him staring down at something. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Lloyd. Ah... are those your clothes?" She asked as she pointed down to the clothing that seemed to be Lloyd's size.

[divine-dragoon.livejournal.com]

Not so forgotten then. A scowl formed on his face as he turned to both girl and boy.

"Yes, and I would like to know why it is being sold." If looks could kill, the shopkeeper would have been struck down from where he stood. What other possessions of his did the shop hold and what would the fool running this place done if Lloyd had not come here at all?

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[nowarstowin.livejournal.com]

"Except for the fact that no one is selling anything here." Caesar covered his face with his hand to hide his rolling eyes. "This is where everyone's stuff ends up," he said quietly. "It's a lot less like a shop, and more like a lost-and-found with benefits. What benefit does this person gain by giving them away?" Hopefully, Lloyd would see reason.

He smiled and gave a little wave to the shopkeeper, as if to convince him that no one was going to die today, least of all him. "If you were to ask, of course, he would tell you the same thing he told me; that they are here when he wakes, and this way he can get them back to the people they belong to. This place even goes far enough to replicate patterns; so if you want multiple copies of your favorite outfit, you're set." Caesar shrugged. "At worst, someone might take a liking to your jacket and get one for themselves."

[goldenfirefly.livejournal.com]

"Caesar is right." Stella accompanied that with a nod, continuing to explain as she gestured, though the movements seemed small compared to Caesar's wild ones earlier. "When I first came here, I found my clothes and my quill all tucked away neatly in a corner. The shopkeeper made sure that no one else could see it unless they were looking close."

She then moved her arm in a sweeping motion as she pointed to the things in the shop. "These are simply things that have been here for a long time now." At the sight of the Hitachiin's brand of clothing taking up the racks, she scowled faintly, yet continued, "Or things that other people contributed."

((First time meetings are ALWAYS boring. D: And the order is fine by me as well!))

[divine-dragoon.livejournal.com]

Lloyd, never one to graciously accept a mistake (especially in the eyes of others), turned his sharp gaze to the boy. "Oh, forgive me. Because it was not implied that by calling this a shop that the items within would be sold. How foolish."

Not bothering to respond any further to any of their attempts to explain, Lloyd then turned to gather his items thank the heavens, his gloves were still there.

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[nowarstowin.livejournal.com]

Caesar could almost feel the hostility rolling off Lloyd in waves. He kept his expression carefully neutral, refusing to rise to any bait. With a lazy shrug, he returned with a soft "well, that's the least of your worries around here."

As soon as Lloyd turned, Caesar stuck his tongue out at him, then winked at Stella conspiratorially.