«We Could Be Legends»

[Thing2]

"Yes. I'm sure." Peter said, quickly glancing out a window so he didn't have to meet the eyes of the people sitting by him. How come I was fine at the park, but not in a completely casual situation?

"Yes. I'm the adopted one." He took his eyes away from the window for a second to glance shyly at her. "Nah, not really. I mean, I'm used to my sister." Peter cracked a small grin.

Realizing that they had stopped, Peter unbuckled his seat belt and hopped out, not waiting for Camilla's response. He walked up to Grace, "Have mom or dad texted you?"
"Yeah. Said they're still working."
"Oh,"
The siblings headed in after the others, in a silent agreement not to discuss their parents' working hours. They looked around at the keys in the seemingly nonthreatening shop.

Brisa glanced back as Peter and Grace entered the shop, unsure of what to do.
(Sorry for the short post)

 

[FrankieDoodle]

Brisa glanced back as Peter and Grace entered the shop, unsure of what to do.
(Sorry for the short post)

Jessi walked in after everyone. She looked around the shop. "This isn't so bad." She said quietly. "I was thinking it was going to look like the outside."

 

[Cluckcluck1215]

*ok guys lets move along quickly to the Multitude base please*

 

[Thing2]

Jessi walked in after everyone. She looked around the shop. "This isn't so bad." She said quietly. "I was thinking it was going to look like the outside."

"Same." Brisa laughed a little, but she still couldn't shake the feeling of unease. "What exactly should we ask him?" She asked, indicating the old man behind the counter. "We can't just go up and say, 'Hi, did you make a key for an insane, murderous cat-woman? And if so, what was it for?'."

 

[FrankieDoodle]

"Same." Brisa laughed a little, but she still couldn't shake the feeling of unease. "What exactly should we ask him?" She asked, indicating the old man behind the counter. "We can't just go up and say, 'Hi, did you make a key for an insane, murderous cat-woman? And if so, what was it for?'."

Jessi shrugged. "Maybe we could. Try it." She said and gave her a light shove towards the counter.

 

[Thing2]

Jessi shrugged. "Maybe we could. Try it." She said and gave her a light shove towards the counter.

Brisa turned, shock and nerves flitting over her features. "Me? I am so socially awkward. I'll mess it up!"

 

[FrankieDoodle]

Brisa turned, shock and nerves flitting over her features. "Me? I am so socially awkward. I'll mess it up!"

"Just say: 'did you sell a key to a woman with cat ears?' If he says yes ask him what it was for. Simple." Jessi said, smiling.

 

[Thing2]

"Just say: 'did you sell a key to a woman with cat ears?' If he says yes ask him what it was for. Simple." Jessi said, smiling.

"O-Okay." Brisa turned uncertainly and headed toward the counter. On her way, she thought of something. She closed her eyes for about two seconds, and when she opened them, they were not the bright green that they usually were, but a dark olive with flame-colored flecks in them. Using her newly activated X-ray and thermal vision, she glanced around the shop, seeing her fiery warm friends and the cold spots where the keys were hanging. (IDK if this will be useful). Reaching the counter, she face the man and spoke. "Did you-" Her voice came out as a whisper. Clearing her throat, she tried again. "Did you possibly sell a key?" The man gave her a weird look. "Um, to a woman with ears-cat ears-and black and ginger hair?" She cringed internally at her jumbled sentences.

 

[FrankieDoodle]

"O-Okay." Brisa turned uncertainly and headed toward the counter. On her way, she thought of something. She closed her eyes for about two seconds, and when she opened them, they were not the bright green that they usually were, but a dark olive with flame-colored flecks in them. Using her newly activated X-ray and thermal vision, she glanced around the shop, seeing her fiery warm friends and the cold spots where the keys were hanging. (IDK if this will be useful). Reaching the counter, she face the man and spoke. "Did you-" Her voice came out as a whisper. Clearing her throat, she tried again. "Did you possibly sell a key?" The man gave her a weird look. "Um, to a woman with ears-cat ears-and black and ginger hair?" She cringed internally at her jumbled sentences.

Jessi snickered. It was quite amusing seeing Brisa awkwardly trying to talk to the man. "You know, maybe Camilla should take over. She seems like she would be less awkward." She said quietly to Brisa and shrugged, taking a few steps back.

 

[RiverStorm]

"Just say: 'did you sell a key to a woman with cat ears?' If he says yes ask him what it was for. Simple." Jessi said, smiling.

"O-Okay." Brisa turned uncertainly and headed toward the counter. On her way, she thought of something. She closed her eyes for about two seconds, and when she opened them, they were not the bright green that they usually were, but a dark olive with flame-colored flecks in them. Using her newly activated X-ray and thermal vision, she glanced around the shop, seeing her fiery warm friends and the cold spots where the keys were hanging. (IDK if this will be useful). Reaching the counter, she face the man and spoke. "Did you-" Her voice came out as a whisper. Clearing her throat, she tried again. "Did you possibly sell a key?" The man gave her a weird look. "Um, to a woman with ears-cat ears-and black and ginger hair?" She cringed internally at her jumbled sentences.

The man paused, then the bright smile returned to his face. "No, young miss. Haven't even seen a cat-lady with black and ginger hair. I mean, may have seen her, I don't know, but haven't sold a key to her. My apologies that I wasn't able to help." He said politely. "Anything else I can help ya with?"

"This is-- Ergha, maybe Aunt River found something from that Enchanter or the Pure." Camilla hissed at Brisa and Jessi, glancing around.

"What? I mean--" He blurted, then his smile faded, replaced by worry. Great. Just great, he had to go and run his big mouth. "Uh, couldn't help hearing you saying something about an enchanter and the Pure, what business do you have with them folk? They're no good to be involved with."