http://union-jane.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] union-jane.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2006-09-02 06:18 pm
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All and Sundries// [09/02]

"But...But Comrade Victoria..."

"I don't see how there's any 'but' about it, Comrade Baldrick. You want to live in a just and classless society, don't you?"

"Yes..."

"Well, then you should divide your assets equitably among the proletariat. You have amassed vast quantities of turnips. It's only fair to distribute them among your fellow workers. Unless you'd rather be just another bourgeoise fat cat..."

Baldrick seemed to develop a facial tick as the thought the matter over. Then, he scuttled over to his dog house and slammed the door shut behind him. Seras fancied that she'd heard a lock sliding into place.

Right. That had probably been a little mean. But, bloody hell, the singing.

Seras sighed and set about Windexing the display cases.

All and Sundries is open.

Re: ooc

[identity profile] courtincalamity.livejournal.com 2006-09-02 10:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[[ooc: *checks watch* *is impressed*

[identity profile] daemonridden.livejournal.com 2006-09-03 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
Lyra walked in, ever-present messenger bag at her side. She walked up and down a few aisles, but after a minute gave up on ever deciphering the organization of the store.

"Um, hullo." she said to the girl wiping down glass cases.

[identity profile] daemonridden.livejournal.com 2006-09-03 02:17 am (UTC)(link)
"Yes. That is, maybe. If you know how this blasted store is layed out." Lyra sighed despairingly.

"I'm looking for sheets. Or maybe curtains." She might have blushed. Maybe. "They, uh, roomed me with a boy."

[identity profile] daemonridden.livejournal.com 2006-09-03 02:20 am (UTC)(link)
"Folding screens?" Lyra looked confused. "I don't know those."

[identity profile] daemonridden.livejournal.com 2006-09-03 02:31 am (UTC)(link)
"Ooh, yeah. That one's nice," she said, pointing (http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B000086165.16._SCLZZZZZZZ_SS260_.jpg). Her British accent thickened slightly when she was excited.

"Do you have one here?"

[identity profile] daemonridden.livejournal.com 2006-09-03 02:48 am (UTC)(link)
"Mmmm, it's a bit big for me to handle by myself. Could you maybe have it delivered to room 511?" She looked hopeful.

[identity profile] daemonridden.livejournal.com 2006-09-03 03:14 am (UTC)(link)
"It depends. Again." Lyra tilted her head to one side, considering Seras.

"Do you know a girl named Rory Gilmore?"

[identity profile] daemonridden.livejournal.com 2006-09-03 03:21 am (UTC)(link)
Lyra's brow furrowed. "She's my Big Sister, and something's been bothering her for a few days... I was going to get her a little gift, but it hinges on knowing what she's like. I've only talked with her a couple of times."

Lyra smiled at Seras. "I was kind of hoping you could give me a bit of an idea. Just an overall impression of who she is."

[identity profile] daemonridden.livejournal.com 2006-09-03 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
Lyra nodded. "She likes classes, then? Enjoys learning?"

She gave this some thought, and then smiled to herself. "Does this store have any stuffed animals?"

[identity profile] daemonridden.livejournal.com 2006-09-03 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
"Shoe polish? Who designed this store?" Lyra shook her head, as she walked back to the toy aisle.

After a few minutes of perusing, she came across the perfect thing (http://www.beehivestuff.com/_borders/BC1940_Buzzin-3.JPG), and brought it up to the front counter to pay for it all.

[identity profile] daemonridden.livejournal.com 2006-09-03 04:31 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, got here about a week ago." Lyra said, handing her the money. "You?"

[ooc: I'm off to bed; been a long day. I'll be back tomorrow, though. night!]