Magic Box, Friday, October 28

[life_inshadow]

Tara spent her shift decorating the shop for Halloween. It wasn't really a Wiccan holiday, but she liked the extra business the shop normally got this time of year anyhow. She put a sign in the window:

Halloween Special!
25% off all spell supplies
if you say 'Samhain' right

[OOC: Open Magic Box, no OCD.]

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[not_in_the_book]

Ronan eyed the sign as he walked through the door, chuckling softly. "I don't imagine you get all that many wannabes. Or are they more of a problem here than I think?"

[life_inshadow]

Tara flashed a sly smile. "It's not a huge problem," she admitted. "There was just a whole big Internet discussion about it the other night, and, um ... I figured I'd score one for the pagans."

[not_in_the_book]

Ronan laughed, nodding. "Well, I suppose I'm not strictly pagan," he allowed, "but it is properly Samhain." And yes, he pronounced it properly. "At any rate, I was wondering if you carried any ritual blades? I'm looking for a gift for a friend. Doesn't need to be anything fancy. In fact, I'd rather prefer that it wasn't -- she's likely to... get a lot of use out of it."

[life_inshadow]

"I'm Wiccan," Tara explained, and easily beckoned Ronan to follow her back through the store. "Sure. We don't keep a lot in stock, but what we have -- well, you can see them. Or I could order one if, um, none of these seem right...?"

The shop's selection was small, but had blades in several different designs and price points.

[not_in_the_book]

There was, among the selection, a set of wood-handled knives that caught Ronan's eye. Unless you'd prefer I not mod that! "These look nice," he said. "May I take a closer look?"

[Omg sorry, either LJ just delivered this, or I completely missed it come in.]

[life_inshadow]

"Of course," Tara said, unlocking the safety latch on the cabinet and bringing out the set in its holder. "I've been eying something like that myself. They're nice."

{OOC: Way to fail, LJ. And nope, mod away.]

[not_in_the_book]

"And not..." He considered his next words carefully. "... Overdone? Not that most wizards in my world use knives," he added. "Mostly just healers like me. But I've seen a few that are, uh, a little bit much."

Ronan pulled first one knife, then the other, out of the holder, checking their balance, their craftsmanship. "These'll do nicely," he said, finally, with a grin. "They're for a friend back home -- another healer. She's from something of a more spiritual background, so I thought she'd appreciate something a little more... traditional than the pocketknife she's using now."

[life_inshadow]

"Do pocket knives work?" Tara asked, surprised. "I mean, I know you work with the tools you have, but -- it'd be kind of like, um, like casting a circle with Mrs. Dash seasoning." It might work, but it'd be weird.

She glanced over thoughtfully. "I know I've seen you around, but you don't come to Reserves, do you? I'm Tara. Hi."