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 Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 11:06 am
"I worry about everyone." Prospekt said, smiling. He turned and began down towards the town.
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 11:36 am
Takara watched him for a moment and then followed along.
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 1:40 pm
As Prospekt worked the cattle and cart into town, he glanced from side to side at the various stands where people were selling their goods. He saw an open spot up ahead, and pulled the cart into it.
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 1:53 pm
Takara walked along side the cart, looking around, suspiciously.
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 4:11 pm
Prospekt had barely set out one of each of the produce he was offering, when a customer came asking for carrots. Prospekt bartered with the woman briefly, before giving her a bag of carrots, and receiving a modest amount of coin.
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 4:13 pm
Takara quietly observed what was happening. She tried to figure out some way she could help.
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 4:18 pm
Prospekt set up two small chairs at the spot, and then took the gold he had received, and added some coins, poured them into a pouch, pulled it off his belt, and handed it to Takara. "Here" he said "Go find something for yourself." He smiled like always.
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 4:21 pm
Takara looked down at the pouch. She was rarely given money, but nodded none the less. Then she turned and walked down the aisle.
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 4:22 pm
[[did...did she actually take the money?]]
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 4:28 pm
((Yeah, sorry I thought it was already said that she had it))
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 4:30 pm
[[s'all good.]]
Prospekt smiled at the girl's cooperativeness, then brought his attention back to a customer, looking for some turnip.
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 4:35 pm
Takara looked around at all that was being offered, but nothing really struck her. She wasn't one for having more than what was necessary to live.
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 4:38 pm
Prospekt sat back on his chair, and relaxed as a break in business occurred. He had already sold a quarter of his produce that he had brought.
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 4:40 pm
Takara eventually returned to him and held the pouch out to him.
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 4:45 pm
Prospekt looked over to Takara. "Didn't find anything that suited your fancy?" He asked. He took the bag gently from her hand.
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