Lady Upton's Antique Shop

[Zoei]

Samiko pauses for a moment, glancing around. "Hm...perhaps you could recommend me something~?"

"more weapons? Other things exotic? Toys?"

Lost smiles again to Claire and Lady Upton. "Hmm... perhaps something Northern Pagan derived? Celts, Druids, and that sort? And what's all this about a stench?"

"I don't smell anything, sir"

A teenage girl of around 13 or so peers around one of the display stands to watch Raleigh. She had long blonde hair to her waist, and wore a pale blue dress and a white apron. A small smile tugged at the corners of her mouth as she stepped out, her arms tucked behind her, "Good day, Sir. Have you seen the White rabbit?", she asked.

"The only Rabbit who has been here was Mischa, perhaps you wish to check else where?"

Alright. *Walks toward Lady Upton and waits for a chance to ask her about the price.*

1000 hl, sir

[Raleigh]

Here you go. *Holds out the payment for her.*

[AmbushCat]

Claire: I'm trying to locate some goods pertaining to the Druids, Celtics, Pistons---I mean, Druids and Celts. And... I've never learned to recognize what they would look like, or where they would be in the shop, or... *sighs helplessly*

[Ookalf]

Claire: I'm trying to locate some goods pertaining to the Druids, Celtics, Pistons---I mean, Druids and Celts. And... I've never learned to recognize what they would look like, or where they would be in the shop, or... *sighs helplessly*

Don't worry, Claire. You can still learn. Now, I believe there may some Celtic art pieces over there... *Yvette points Claire toward another part of the shop.*

[Marky]

"more weapons? Other things exotic? Toys?"

Samiko pauses for a moment, looking at Lady Upton. "Toys, hm~? What do you have in the line of toys~?"

[Stray-chan]

Lost nods to Claire as she scurries off, turning his attention back to Lady Upton. "I agree. I was wondering what your maid could have been referring to. She did mention it in relation to the previous occupant of this space, but stench is far from a thought that relates to her..."

[AmbushCat]

Don't worry, Claire. You can still learn. Now, I believe there may some Celtic art pieces over there... *Yvette points Claire toward another part of the shop.*

Claire: *relieved* Thank you, Miss Yvette. My, this is going to take some getting used to.

Lost nods to Claire as she scurries off, turning his attention back to Lady Upton. "I agree. I was wondering what your maid could have been referring to. She did mention it in relation to the previous occupant of this space, but stench is far from a thought that relates to her..."

*Ambush Cat's Gengar partially materializes behind Lost.*

Gengar: --Before you continue that line of thought, you may want to think a little bit harder about who that comment was actually referring to.-- *snickers playfully before disappearing*

[Ookalf]

Claire: *relieved* Thank you, Miss Yvette. My, this is going to take some getting used to.

As I said, don't worry. You're still new, yes?

[AmbushCat]

Claire: True. You have a point...

[Ookalf]

That's right. Now, I believe you have a customer waiting for you...

[Stray-chan]

Lost turns around to address the ghost. "Oh, ah, greetings, spirit! I'm afraid I've no idea what you're talking about, unfortunately."

[AmbushCat]

That's right. Now, I believe you have a customer waiting for you...

Claire: Oh, yes. That's right. *turns and starts to head back that way* I almost forgot---

*In mid-sentence, Claire stumbles over her feet and falls, smacking her head against a shelf. She is more or less out of it by the time she hits the ground.*

Lost turns around to address the ghost. "Oh, ah, greetings, spirit! I'm afraid I've no idea what you're talking about, unfortunately."

Gengar's disembodied voice: --I'll be blunt, then. Miss Claire raised the possibility that it was Circe fleeing from Lady Upton's stench. That is all.--

[Stray-chan]

"Oh, really? Well, that seems a rather unkind thing to- heavens, is she alright!?" Lost rushes over to Claire, quickly checking her for any bad injuries.

[Ookalf]

Claire: Oh, yes. That's right. *turns and starts to head back that way* I almost forgot---

*In mid-sentence, Claire stumbles over her feet and falls, smacking her head against a shelf. She is more or less out of it by the time she hits the ground.*

Claire? Are you okay? *Yvette crouches down next to her fellow maid.*

"Oh, really? Well, that seems a rather unkind thing to- heavens, is she alright!?" Lost rushes over to Claire, quickly checking her for any bad injuries.

She seems to be out cold, I'm afraid. She hit her head on a shelf just now...

[Stray-chan]

Lost digs a compress out of one of his many coat pockets, and lays it gently on Clarie's head. "There, that should minimize the pain and swelling when she comes around, though I suspect she'll have a lump. Poor girl, that was a nasty crack she took." He gives the maid a gentle pat on the head, and arranges her to be more comfortable.