Circe's Shop of Magical Wonders

[Circe]

Ah, that was Thaddea, a bounty hunting associate of mine. She likes to come in from time to time to rent my items to use on her targets. Unfortunately, she never manages to return them intact...

[Ryan5011]

Thaddea? I'll be sure to remember that name.

[Circe]

Good to hear. Now, do you think you could take all of these items to the back, so I can properly dispose of them later?

[Ryan5011]

Arisu takes the forementioned items to the back, as directed by Circe, looking around while she does go there of course.

[Circe]

*Predictably, Arisu spots a number of customers doing stuff - trying on costumes, examining weapons, sneaking jewelry into their pockets when they think no one's looking...*

[Ryan5011]

Arisu didn't notice someone sneak jewelry into their pocket, so hopefully Circe has some sort of security measure for her supplies. Arisu enters the backroom, and wonders if it's much different compared to a normal store.

[AmbushCat]

*On her way to her destination, Arisu might've noticed Claire resting her head and arms on a table in one of the other rooms, sound asleep.*

[Circe]

Arisu didn't notice someone sneak jewelry into their pocket, so hopefully Circe has some sort of security measure for her supplies. Arisu enters the backroom, and wonders if it's much different compared to a normal store.

*Arisu may find the back room to be disappointingly mundane, filled with little more than boxes of items waiting to be tested, to be disposed of, or to be moved into the shop proper. It shouldn't be hard for her to find somewhere to put her current load.*

[Ryan5011]

Arisu places the stuff she was handed in a box that looked like alot of items getting ready to be disposed of, then left the backroom.

[AmbushCat]

*A maid, aged 20-ish or so with chalk-white skin and an overly-frilly black uniform, approaches the counter. She has an envelope in her hand.*

Maid #63: Excuse me, Lady Circe? I have today's mail for you.

[Circe]

*A maid, aged 20-ish or so with chalk-white skin and an overly-frilly black uniform, approaches the counter. She has an envelope in her hand.*

Maid #63: Excuse me, Lady Circe? I have today's mail for you.

Ah, thank you... *Circe takes the envelope and checks who it's from.*

Arisu places the stuff she was handed in a box that looked like alot of items getting ready to be disposed of, then left the backroom.

*Well, that was uneventful... On her way back, though, Arisu hears a tiny voice crying out from somewhere nearby.* Miss! E-excuse me, miss!

[Ryan5011]

Arisu looks to where she heard the voice from, and heads in that general direction, unless the person ends up being right next to her of course.

[AmbushCat]

Ah, thank you... *Circe takes the envelope and checks who it's from.*

*The maid bows and goes about her business. Meantime, the name in the upper left is probably unfamiliar: a Madam Bushroot Catchpool, at 625 Tempo Court in Muffinville. The stamp bears a picture of an amethyst gemstone.*

[Circe]

Arisu looks to where she heard the voice from, and heads in that general direction, unless the person ends up being right next to her of course.

Down here! Miss! *Listnening closely, the voice seems to be coming from around Arisu's feet...*

*The maid bows and goes about her business. Meantime, the name in the upper left is probably unfamiliar: a Madam Bushroot Catchpool, at 625 Tempo Court in Muffinville. The stamp bears a picture of an amethyst gemstone.*

(Eh-heh...)

Hm... *Circe considers the name for a moment, then goes ahead and opens the envelope.*

[Ryan5011]

Arisu looks down, wondering what little creature is down there. She doubts it's a kid, seeing as she met a talking frog earlier.