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 Posted: Thu Apr 09, 2009 7:38 am
"No, not this one...Gah, not that either!" Gar was down in one of the lower caverns rummaging through several crates. He'd recently purchased some wine to gift to his parents, but it had never been delivered. He'd decided one evening to take it into his own hands and was now poking about trying to find the correct bottles. "Benden wines...Benden, here we go!" He grinned to himself and pulled his glow basket closer to see the small print on the labels.
"...Wait. It's not here!" He sat back and scowled. Well if it wasn't here then where was it?! He wasn't a vinter, he didn't know how these things were organized. "Why couldn't they have just delivered it like I needed..." With a sigh he stood and went to he door to poke his head out. "Anyone out there know how these wines are arranged? I could use a bit of help..."
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Posted: Thu Apr 09, 2009 8:14 am
Sonya wasn't usually in any of the lower caverns, as she much preferred work outside rather than inside, but curiousity had led her a great many places, and this so happened to be one of them. She really wouldn't of gone so far, if it had not been for the voice down the other end. It sounded frustrated and annoyed. The helpful willing side of her, decided it was best to see if she can help, but part of her wanted her to leave. Afterall, last time she tried to help, it only made made things worse. Though there was no precise word or reason make a desecion as fast as she did, the word 'wine' called out to her. Her mind screamed home, and prehaps her brother would be there, not some unfamilar face. She increased her pace, almost tripping couple times on the smooth surface.
Sonya came to a halt as the last words were uttered. Okay, more hope lost till a new day. It wasn't her brother afterall, but alas it was someone that needed a bit of help. She tried to look like she hadn't run at all, luckily it was dark enough to cover her, but it showed as the light escaped from behind the door. "Hi..." she paused quite embrassed. There was no turning back now. "I guess I could help if you like, my family used to work with wines" she offered nerviously.
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