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After a morning trip to the Emporium, Salmoneus returns to the bank and unlocks the door. He checks his message box, then props the door open, flipping the closed sign around to open.

He walks inside, feeling lucky to be alive, and praying for some nice, normal customers today.

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Having followed Salmoneus from the Emporium to return his money purse (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomtownies/228849.html?thread=9105905#t9105905) Callisto calls out. "Hey, wait up."

Salmoneus stops just inside the door. He could have sworn he heard a voice. Turning around slowly he peeks through the door to see Callisto moving rapidly toward him. He fails to see that she's carrying his purse.

Looking around frantically, he wonders if he should just close the door and lock it. That won't work cause she's already seen the door open and if he tries to hide she'll just get angry.

Finally, he decides to give up, and he moves behind the counter to wait, wondering if he's going to die today.

"Dammit, why'd he have to run so fast?" Pausing a second to catch her breath, Callisto looked around the bank. "Salmoneus? You in here?"

With a sigh that accepts the inevitable, Salmoneus waves. "Right here."

"Good. I didn't want to have to run all over town trying to find you." Stalking up to the counter, Callisto drops the money purse in front of Salmoneus.

His eyebrows go up as he recognizes his own purse. Thinking a moment, he can remember pulling it out to pay for his items at the Emporium, but he can't remember putting it away.

He looks up at the blonde woman in front of him. "Um. Thank you?"

"You're welcome." Grinning at Salmoneus, Callisto continued, "You're from Thrace, right?"

"Well, um. Yes. Yes, I am." He looks closely at the young woman in front of him. "You - you look different." Salmoneus bites his lip, wondering if that's the right thing to say. "From the people around here, I mean."

[ooc: sorry. my connection died and it logged me out. *facepalm*]

"Really? so am I. It's great to see someone from back home." Callisto beams. "Well, yeah, I suppose. Not that many people go for the armoured look around this place."

Salmoneus has begun to wonder if someone hit Callisto over the head and made her forget. "So, you're from Thrace, too?" He fidgets behind the counter. "How -- uh, how did you get to Fandom town?"

"Yeah, little village called Cirra ~~of course it's not actually there anymore thanks to Xena.~~" Callisto frowns for a moment, before continuing "Thracian Women's Guild. They decided that a seventeen year old is better served at school than leading an army and packed me off here."

"Ah." Now he knows why she looks different. She's younger, and has not yet led the army that will decimate so many villages. "They could be right, you know. I mean, what's so great about an army?"

Knowing she's not the blood thirsty warrior from his own time makes Salmoneus a little calmer. He stops fidgeting and begins looking her in the eye.

Of course, he makes sure the counter is still between them. It's minimal security at best, but it would give him time, he hopes, to get into the vault with the harpy.

"Thanks for bringing back my purse, by the way."

"No problem, it was..." Callisto cocks her head to the side as if hearing something. "Hey, is there supposed to be something alive in your vault?"

The urge to throw up his hands and walk away is very strong. The damn thing would start crooning NOW. Oh, well, it's not like she wouldn't have heard, what with the contest and all.

"That's my security system. I have a harpy that guards the vault." He pauses. "And, no, I'm afraid you can't see it." Thinking, he cocks his head to the side. "But I'm thinking of taking it for a walk tomorrow, so that people can see it. I'm going to have a contest to come up with a name for it, see."

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