Monday at Red's

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If Red was anything as a father, he was extremely indulgent. Having gotten his cubs back after the Zombie Affair^tm, Sunday was spent with the shop closed and the cubs close at paw and never farther than his reach the entire time. It would take that long for the cubs to settle down again.

A quick bath in the fountain in town had everyone clean of the Zombie guts. It was at that time Red didn't envy those that had to wear clothing.

Monday morning saw Red opening his shop early. The cubs were noisy upstairs in his flat and considering everything they had been through with being separated (which they did endure quite well), he was loathe to leave them alone. Relenting, he allowed them downstairs and he hoped he didn't end up losing customers.

It didn't stop him from letting them have free roam of the shop anyway. Besides, they were cute. Cute was a big seller.

Right?

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[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron passes by the shop and stops for a moment, wondering if it'd impress Archie Vala if he were to get a tattoo or a piercing.

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Seeing someone looking in the window, Red looked up from reading the newspaper. He gave the young man a grin and blinked lazily at him. The cubs in the middle of the shop stopped in their favorite game of chase-the-can to watch as well.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron nodded and deciding he had time before his first class, entered the shop. "Yo, er I'm not really looking to buy. Just... you guys got through the weekend alright?" He looked down with interest at the cubs.

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"Surprisingly, we did." Red gestured with his nose around the shop. "And with no damage or looting. I was very pleased I didn't lose any inventory." He slid his paper to the side and leapt down from his stool and padded over.

One cub lost interest in the new person and batted at the can and gave chase again, only to run into his father, then scampering away. The other, sat and looked up at Cameron with interest.

"Is there something I can do for you this morning?" Red looked around at his shop again, then back to Cameron. "A tattoo? A piercing? Perhaps a piece of jewelry for a friend?" He trotted over to his display case that held many different pieces of jewelry. "I carry everything from old Afghan chokers to the silver jewelry of the Cherokee. Bracelets, necklaces, earrings, rings..."

((I don't mind at all. *grin* I appreciate it.))

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"That's good to hear. The school was a mess, still is in some places. Not to mention that it stinks." He smiled down at the cub, deciding they really were cute. He followed Red to the display, looking at the things with interest.

"Those bracelets are nice. I'm afraid I'm broke for the rest of the month, though." He shrugged sheepishly, "but if things go right, I might just come back to buy one when I get my allowance."

[chasingangela]

Walking into town to get her coffee, Angela drops in on the shop.

"Hi, Red, I haven't seen you since we were at the bookstore Friday. I'm glad to see you and-" she glances at the red furballs, one of whom is now batting at her shoelace -- "the cubs are okay."

"What happened after you and Sal went to patrol?"

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"Angela! I appreciate you taking charge of the cubs during the whole affair." Red said, very pleased to see her. He padded up and sat right in front of her, rescuing her shoelaces from the sharp teeth of the cub. The cub was not put off from the high time of fun of the string, however, and was soon back at it.

"It's all very confusing," he said. "We managed to run up on Gandalf and a young man named Vale...after that..." Red grinned and shrugged. "I went off to see if there was any trouble and ended up at the library with Scooter, a very interesting fellow."

He nodded to her. "I see you got through it well."

[chasingangela]

Angela smiles, bending down to scratch the cub behind its ears. Of course, this made it decide her wristwatch was a new toy, and it lightly nipped at its face.

"Relatively well, yeah. We handed the cubs off to some of the townies Saturday morning -- didn't want to risk taking them back to campus -- and I ended up being, like, a medic in one of the zombie battles." She shudders. "We don't have anything like zombies where I come from, except in horror movies. What about you?"

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"I've seen many types of monsters in my day," Red said, his voice touched with sadness. "Lost many friends..." He gave a short snort and looked at Angela with a grin. "But some have managed to stay alive," he said to her, giving her a pointed look as if to say...like you, "which makes it all worthwhile."

[chasingangela]

Angela smiles, touched. She still isn't sure what to make of Red, but whatever exactly he is, he's a good guy, and there seems to be a shortage of those in town.

"We were lucky not to lose anyone in the zombie attack," she says quietly, then glances at her watch. "I was supposed to be in class five minutes ago. I have to run, but I'll see you later, okay?"

[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

*Paige enters holding a photocopy of a symbol (http://www.thewiccabox.co.uk/charmed/charmed_logo.htm) she looks around hoping someone can help her out*

(ooc - it's the triquetra she wants, couldn't find a pic of just that)

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Red trotted up to her and looked at the picture. He smiled. "A very powerful symbol. Were you looking for a pendant or a quote on a tattoo?"

[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

*Paige smiles* I'd like the quote please,I don't want it to be very big

[http://users.livejournal.com/_red_xiii_/]

Gesturing for her to follow, Red went around his counter to leap up on the stool. He dragged his sketch pad over and picked up his pencil mouthstick, starting to sketch. A second pencil add a bit of color.

After a few moments, he presented her with a small, elegant looking tattoo based on her original. "Something like that?"

[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

*Paige smiles* Yeah that looks great, *she thinks a moment* will it hurt much?

[nightsmoonchild.livejournal.com]

Oz should get to campus and go to class. He really should. He doesn't want to. He's tired, still so tired from the weekend.

On his way to town, he takes a detour and stops by Red's shop. Just to check in. Not to check in *on* him. No, not that at all. Looking through the door, he sees Red talking to a customer, the pups running around the floor.

He smiels to himself and goes inside.


[OOC: Not sure how long I'll be here, I have the day off work, but I need to go get my eyes check, so when Mom's ready I'll have to scoot...may be without notice.]

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The cubs were terribly glad to see Oz, abandoning their current activities to scoot over to him, their paws slipping on the floor. They crashed into his legs and set upon his shoes with a vengence.

Red, seeing Oz, nodded at him.



((ooc: no worries at all. chat as you can.))

[nightsmoonchild.livejournal.com]

Oz knelt down to catch each of the pups by the neck, to give them a gentl scratch and pet combination. Straightening, he glanced up at Red.

"Thought I'd...uh, see if you need any help around here?" he said with a small smile. School could wait. He could catch Journalism another day.

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"I don't want you skipping class but I do have something I need you to do, if you don't mind heavy lifting," Red said, finishing up with a customer.

[nightsmoonchild.livejournal.com]

Oz gave him a little smile. "It's fine. Journalism...it run five days a week, I have to catch two. I usually go Monday and Tuesday to get it out of the way I'll go Thursday this week. I don't really want to go today."

[shane-mcc.livejournal.com]

Shane smiled as she approached Red's shop, happy to see that he was open and business seemed to be booming. Dressed in a loose white linen tunic (http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y162/lilspinkchainsaw/Lilart/Fandom%20High%20stuff/shane%20wardrobe/bfa6f975.jpg), a pair of tight, black velvet hip-huggers and her black, steel-toed boots, she certainly cut quite a unique figure amongst the jeans-and-t-shirt-clad students roaming about town.

Pulling the door open, she poked her head in. "Hey, Red," she said with a smile.

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Jumping down from his perch on the stool, Red trotted over to her. "Shane, I'm so very glad to see you!" He lifted onto his back legs and placed his paws on her shoulders. "I see you made it through uninjured. I am very relieved."

[shane-mcc.livejournal.com]

Chuckling as Red stood up on his back feet and placed his forepaws on her shoulders, Shane leans in and wrapped her arms around him in a hug. "I'm glad you're all right," she says. She leans back a bit and turns her head to one side, where he can see a ring of bruises around her throat, going almost all the way around. "Not completely, but I'm cool. It just looks nasty." She holds up her hand, sleeve slipping down from her wrist to reveal that she's still wearing the bracelets he gave her. "These saved my ass and someone else's, though - big time. So thank you for that."

[http://users.livejournal.com/_red_xiii_/]

Red inspected her neck closely. "They didn't bite or scratch you, did they?" There was a worried tone in his voice but he also figured she wouldn't still be Shane if she had.

Settling back on the ground, he sat and looked at her with a pleased smile. "I'm glad they worked and came in useful. I had confidence it would."

[shane-mcc.livejournal.com]

Shane's brows furrowed slightly as she shook her head. "No," she said very softly, her tone reassuring. "No, they didn't. They just... decided they wanted to show me some love, that's all." She shrugs and chuckles.

Shane slouched back against the doorframe, tucking her hands into her pockets as she returned the smile. "They did... and you were right... I did know how to use 'em. I wasn't even really thinking about it." She crossed one ankle over the other and looked down at her boots. "Umm... some -- somebody I care about was in trouble and I tried to get her out of the way and... the thing that was after her just kinda ... lost interest and took off. It was like it couldn't even see us."

After a moment, she blinks and looks at him, eyes wide. "Where are the kids?"