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Before opening her own shop, Tex dropped by Red's. She frowned at he doesn't look like his normal self but it's hardly any of her business.

With a tired smile, Red waved his tail at Tex. "Morning."

"Morning," Tex greeted and approached the counter. "Too manly ghostly encounters?" She couldn't help but ask.

"Thankfully, no. I managed to get by without one." Red grinned and stretched out on the counter. "I was up late helping to judge the costume contest."

"I left before that," Tex said. "Who won?"

"The Dean of Students from the school took grand prize. I believe Wednesday is still tallying the voting for the other places." Red's tail flicked around lazily. Every so often a smaller red head could be seen leaping up to bat at it from behind the counter.

Tex just nodded, even if she wasn't sure if she had seen the Dean during the party. "I actually came down here for business," she said, getting to the point.

Red growled over his shoulder and the playing stopped. He sat up and gave Tex his attention. "What can I do for you?"

"You do tattoos, right?" Tex asked.

"I do," Red said with a nod. His nose gestured to the walls holding his flash, then his paw pushed on the three ring binder that held pictures of his work done to date.

Tex took a step forward and looked through the binder for a moment. She nodded in satisfaction. "There's a design I have in mind. It's pretty simple, especially compared to these, so I'm sure it won't take you too long."

"Simple is good. You have a copy of the image for me to look at?" Red asked.

"No, but it'd just be the outline of a star across the back." Tex replied.

Red jumped down off his stool to root around under his counter for a moment before reappearing with his sketch pad. With his mouthstick pencil, made a quick sketch of a five pointed star. He turned his pad for her to see. "Thomething likeh thath?"

((ooc: hooray! I'm all about interaction! And LJ hates me for putting comments in the wrong spot. Sorry.))

Tex nodded and grinned behind her visor. "Exactly like that. Black ink and centered on the spine. Think you can work with that?"

Turning it back so he could look at it, he nodded. "Shouldn't take long at all to do." Red tilted his head. "And you don't want it filled in. Just the line."

"Just the line," Tex agreed. "When do you think you can do it?"

"If you have time, right now," he looked at her and grinned. "But the armor will have to come off."

Pulling his appointment book over, he shook his head. "I take that back. This afternoon's a wash. Meeting with the Public Works department. How's tomorrow look for you?"

((ooc: and a RL meeting at 1 Eastern that tends to take all frakkin' day))

"Tomorrow's good. Just give me a time and I'll close the shop for a while," Tex said. It would take too long to take her armour off here anyway and she wasn't all too happy with the idea either.

"How about first thing in the morning when I open? 9 AM?"

((ooc: pesky RL, always getting in the way.))

"Perfect," Tex agreed as that meant she could just open up a bit later than usual. "How much do you think it will cost?"

Red wiggled his head. "$60."

Tex nodded, "Alright. I'll see you tomorrow then."

Aayla walks in, seeming decently awake - which means she didn't attend the ball last night. She bows slightly to Red.
"Good morning, sir." she says as she walks to the counter. Seeing his fatigued state, her brow furrows with concern. "Are you alright?"

Red looked up at Aayla and blinked sleepily. "I am. Just a bit tired. Up too late and then up too early." He grinned.

She nods and smiles a little. "I see."
Looking around, she notices the groucho glasses. This sparks her to ask a question that's been bugging her lately. "I've seen people dressing strangely lately. Do you know what's going on?"

"It's a holiday these folks observe. I'm not really sure about the whole significance of it, though," Red said, following her gaze to the glasses.

"Hmmmm... interesting. I'm definitely going to have to inquire more about that..." she says, getting that look in her eyes that she's planning things out in her head. Snapping out of it, she looks back to Red.
"I was wondering if you had any plans for my necklace?"

"I do!" Red dug beneath the counter and pulled out his sketch pad. He pawed through the pages until he found the one he'd been working on. There were several designs on there but he patted on one in particular.

"Locket design, open in the center to show the majority of the stone and still the face holding it in place at the ends." He looked up and grinned. "A quick flick of the thumb, the face opens and the stone pops out."

Looking at each design with admiration, she nods at the specific one that Red had mentioned. "They're all lovely, Mr. Red. You're quite talented at what you do." She pauses for a short while, thinking.
"I need a quick clarification on a law here, if you could help me..." she says. Even though it sounds like a complete change of subject, she has a purpose as usual.

"Certainly," Red said. "What can I help clear up?"

"I'd talked to Anakin Skywalker, a fellow Jedi who attends the high school, and he had mentioned that they prohibited him from wearing his lightsaber, which is the weapon of a Jedi. I was wondering if the same law applies to adults in town, and if so, would there be any possible exceptions or special considerations?" she asks.

"Hmm, I know about the weapons ban only through talk from the students," Red said slowly. "And I understand the concern for the on campus residents and students."

Leaning on the counter, he cocked his head at her. "For the moment, our town has been very good about weapons usage, or better, the lack of usage and at the time doesn't pose a threat to the peace of the town and the safety of the residents. Mature dealings have allowed its residents to walk armed if they so choose or not as they so choose and I don't see this changing as long as responsibile weapons ownership and use continues. This also applies to magical abilities."

Aayla nods, relieved. She then laughs. "So the only place I can't carry my lightsaber is at my job in security..." she shakes her head at the absurdity of the situation.
Thinking, she continues. "I had been acting under the presumption that I was unable to use my saber anywhere, not just at the hotel. Mr. Donovan's adversion to its use at the hotel and the weapons ban at the school had made me think that it applied to all other places... However, with this new knowledge, I still may be able to keep my saber, which uses the crystal, with me. It would be a waste if I had you make something I didn't need to use... so I'm going to hold off on placing the order for now. As soon as I know what's going on with the hotel rules, I'll return with a decision."
She looks down at the sketches once more. A shame that Red had to go through the trouble of making sketches that she may not use...

"It's no problem at all. If you ever have a need for the sketches, I'll still have them," Red said with a grin.

Aayla bows in appreciation. "Thank you, sir. I'll return as soon as I know the final decision. Have a wonderful day, and be sure to rest." she says. Smiling, very pleased, she turns to leave the store.

Han comes in and browses through the jewlery with the air of someone who knows what he's looking for but isn't seeing it.

Since Journalism was cancelled, Oz heads in o the shop earlier than usual. He notices Han looking over the jewelry, as if looking for sometihng specific.

"Need any help?" Oz asks, stashing ihs bag behind the counter and heading over to the jewelry counter.

"Looking for something in a silver hair clasp. A while back, Red sold some big silver bracelets. i'm looking for a hair thing to match them."

"Silver. hair clasp. Let's see." Oz peered into the display. "Any kind of pattern or decoration on the earrings?"

"It was lines and raised dots mostly," Han says. "Kinda like those." He points to some of the Afghani jewlery Red still has. "I want a hairclasp or hairtie with a silver piece or smething like that."

"I don't really see anything here, let me check the stock in the back." Oz disappears fo a moment and returns a couple minutes later. Something like this, maybe? Or this?"

He has two silver hair clasps in hand. One is a simple pattern of lines, the other is more ornate, possibly tribal.

Han points to the lined one. "That looks more like what I'm wanting."

Oz hands it to him so he can look at it more closely and lays the other in the display.

[OOC: Sorry for unannounced slowtime...phone, then inner]

Han looks it over, and a second one catches his eye, done in a Celtic Tree of Life pattern. "I'll take this one and that one in the case, too."

[[ooc: is OK, had to go trick or treating w/kids]]

Oz takes the second one out of the case and hands it to him.

"They're both beautiful."

"They are. And he'll be beautiful wearing them. How much for both?"

Oz had assumed the bracelets would be for a female, but he doesn't bat an eye at the 'he' pronoun. He checks the price tags, keys in the totals and the tax on a calculator and shows Han the result. ~~Shush. Mun has NO idea~~

Han nods and pays without batting an eye. "Thanks. I'd been meaning to do this for a while."

He looks at some of the piercing items, torn between half wanting and half scared, and leaves.

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