-Looks over at Nova- What manner of creature are you?
-Everything goes black-
-Rennor suddenly finds himself standing a few paces to the left of where he was. He smells of fish and his arm is sore and the cat is looking rather satisfied-
...As promised. -Hops down and nudges the latch open with its nose-
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon AlchemistTen minutes. -Hops back up and begins eating one of many fish in a nearby bushel that wasn't there before, clearly finished talking-
-Waddles out- Thank you, kind sir! I will be sure to repay you!
-Snatches it, still scowling, and shoves the jar roughly into her hands- Fine. Go.
edited 3rd Oct '14 11:39:47 PM by GameSpazzer
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon Alchemist-Follows-
What was that... ritual?
-Seems uncomfortable to call it that-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?

-Nova silently takes her thunder cannon off her back and preps it in-case they decide to strong-arm the store clerk-
-Although she kinda hopes it does not go down that route-