Turtle & Canary; Saturday [09/09].

[merchant_of_miracles]

It would have been much better if the shipment had come in earlier in the week, when people might have needed backpacks or bags of holding or other such things to keep their school supplies, but the Merchant of Miracles figured that's why being a travelling merchant was so much better. You didn't have to depend on someone else to get the stuff out to your customers. But they were here finally, and so he set up a display with a nice sign that he had to get a ladder to put up nice and high because the unicorns kept trying to eat it.

Now in Stock!
Dufflebags of Dusseldorf!
Used by centuries of Daventry kings to hold their socks!

It seemed as good as selling point as any, and they came in such wonderful colors, too! The Merchant had one in yellow, one in green, and one in blue himself. He...had an exorbitant amount of socks.

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Cotton-Poly Blend
Locker Room Freshness
Red

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The Park, Saturday Morning

[1000yearstoolate]

She really needed to find a job. Seivarden didn't find that idea very appealing, but unless she was to be completely dependent on Hannibal Lecter, which she also objected to, there was no other way. Hannibal had been kind enough to offer her a place to stay for now, and while Seivarden didn't know the reason behind this hospitality, she didn't mind accepting it.

For now though, she had no money. Which was why she couldn't think of anything better to do than sitting on a bench in the park and look at some strange pink birds. Unsurprisingly, this didn't put her in the best of moods.

She pulled her sleeve down to cover the tear in one of her gloves. At least her clothes were clean now, but she really should get some new ones. Once she had money.

All this was just a way to distract herself from what she truly wanted, needed, but that, she had learned, wasn't available here at all. At least the medication Hannibal had offered her made it bearable.

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