The Emporium is open -- Wednesday

[bens-mikey.livejournal.com]

Michael still has his cricket bat within reach. He debates even opening the store, but decides there might actually be a few legitimate sales to make even amid the chaos. There is, however, a new sign on the door that says "for sale -- see owner for details."

ETA: At midday, Michael has had all the jitters he can take and closes up the shop.


((ooc: Second verse same as the first -- am open to having windows busted and merchandise ruined if you so feel like it. However, work is again pretty busy, so going to be very slow til around 5:30 MST.

ETA: Guys? I just cannot do this today. Between someone trying to steal my car overnight and getting a MASSIVE sudden deadline thrown at me [I'm posting now while crap is printing but need to get back], I can't do anything this afternoon. Sorry. Feel free to come loot while Michael's out.))

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[heterodine.livejournal.com]

After her chat with the very green man at the bar, Agatha descided that perhaps it was time to get her business actually set up. To do so she needed to make a sign, and to do that she needed supplies. Locating what looked to be a general store, she walked in and looked around.

[bens-mikey.livejournal.com]

((sorry -- see new note above))

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi sees the new lady wandering around the store.

"Hi."


[[ooc: Poor Mike can't play. But we can have a conversation. :)

[heterodine.livejournal.com]

Agatha picked up the set of paintbrushes she was looking at and spun around slightly startled by the voice.

"Hello. Do you work here?"

[[ooc: indeed.]]

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Sorry no... Michael is prolly under the counter or something if you need to check out... It's been particularly exciting these last few days... I'm Pippi by the way."

[heterodine.livejournal.com]

Agatha shifted her packages to her left arm and extended a hand to Pippi. "Agatha. Pleased to meet you. I am just picking up some supplies to make a nice sign for my store-front."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Oh cool" said Pippi, "What kind of store?"

[heterodine.livejournal.com]

"It is a repair and build anythign mechanical sort of store. I can fix pretty much anything."

[[ooc: i am *thud* crashing now. we can continue i nteh mornign or handwave that Agatha bought her supplies and moved on at some point, up to you]]

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

[[*handwavy handwavy* we have a wonderful conversation and you go to bed. :)

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Much like yesterday Pippi arrives at the shop early. Not so much to buy anything though. More just to make sure everything's okay at the shop.

She is very sad to see the sign.

She's not dissapointed in the lack of any cute bird lovers... oh no not at all. Why do you ask?

((OOC: also at work. we can slow play a conversation if ya like or just *handwavy* they have a nice conversation and she tells him to call her if there's trouble.

[bens-mikey.livejournal.com]

((sorry -- see new note above))

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

*handwavey handwavey*

[[ooc: Don't be sorry. Get your thing done. Hope the situation with your car get's better. :)

[hawktobias.livejournal.com]

Tobias walks down the stairs from Michael's apartment into the store. Yawning, he sees a familiar set of red pigtails. Shocked that he missed a customer come in, he rushes to the aisle where Pippi is. Smiling, he greets the girl.
"Hi there, Pippi. How are you this morning?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"I'm very well." says Pippi taking off her coat. "I really just came down to... You know. Visit."

[[ooc: No worries. I have a friend taking massive amounts of O Chem so I understand.

[hawktobias.livejournal.com]

Leaning against the counter, his smile brightens. "That's really nice of you, Pippi. How're your classes going?" He tussles his hair a little and tries to stifle a yawn.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Yes, defenetly getting hot in here...

"They're going really well. My teachers here are so much better then the ones I had in Vimmerby. They're much more... hands on and they're really into what they're teaching. Of course, the teacher back home had to teach on a variety of subjects, so maybe having different teachers for different subjects has something to do with it. Where did you go to school?"

[hawktobias.livejournal.com]

Tobias stumbles on that question. "Uh, well... my school was a typical American one, nothing special. Filled with jammed lockers, bullies, mind-controlling alien slugs, and annoying homework. Kinda wish I went to a more diverse school like this one though."
Shruging, he walks behind the counter and takes out some supplies to make coffee. Tobias begins to prepare it, as he turns to Pippi. "Want some? I don't think Michael would mind too much."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Oh yes please. I'm very fond of coffee." Pippi leaned against the counter.

"Yes, I'm very lucky. My friend Annika found out about this school for me. That's pretty much why I'm here... For school. Well, that and getting away from this nosey lady who was alway after me to come live in her 'children's home'. What brought you here?"

[hawktobias.livejournal.com]

Tobias doubled the amount of coffee and set it to brew.
"I don't know much about the school, but it seems to be a really good place to learn." He hops on a stool behind the counter.
"Me, I was just wandering for a bit. Seeing where the wind took me. Apparently it was here." Tobias said, giving a small smile and a shrug.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

At the mention of seeing where the wind takes him Pippi's eyes lit up... More then usual.

"Oh! Do you sail? I used to sail all over the world with my Papa. We went almost everywhere."

[hawktobias.livejournal.com]

Tobias laughed a bit as he poured the hot coffee into simple styrophome cups. Shaking his head, he placed one cup in front of Pippi. "Not exactly... I fly. Which is actually a lot like sailing, really." Smiling, Tobias thinks fondly of how free he feels while flying.
Snapping out of it, he takes out some sugar and powdered creamer and sets it on the counter. "If you need it." he says, gesturing to the two before filling his own cup.

[bens-mikey.livejournal.com]

I don't think Michael would mind too much."

((ooc: Aside from you two filling up my inbox...no, not at all. :P))

[hawktobias.livejournal.com]

[bens-mikey.livejournal.com]

((ooc: No, you're fine. I am now finally at home [and destressing] and put The Club on my car so hopefully no one will again break into it, try to steal it, and then rummage through the glove box when they can't get it to start. Grrrrrrr. At least they didn't make off with the car, I can't afford a new one.

Will make a new post for retreat into the apartment.))

[hawktobias.livejournal.com]