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 Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2009 5:39 am
Wylde was currently engrossed in reading outside was a stormy bit of weather, complete with copious amounts of thunder. Every now and again he would look up and see people scurrying about as they tried to avoid getting blown away by the strong winds complete with their umbrellas. The mage would then smirk, murmur some nonsense and then return back to his reading. Despite the exciting weather outside the shop was dull.
It was quiet.
It was boring quiet.
..It was...
"Augh, I wish someone would come in here already," Wylde groaned as he slammed his book shut.
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Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2009 12:56 am
As if on cue a crimson haired man burst into the shop, almost as if he was blown in by the harsh storm winds on the outside. He shook out his umbrella with a bit of a light sigh. "Damned weather," Onuris murmured lightly as he corrected the umbrella's shape to its proper position after it had turned itself inside out due to the force of the winds.
When Onuris felt as if he was in order again he took a look around and blinked a bit as his eyes fell upon the other red haired man behind the counter who looked oh so dreadfully bored. This was a bit of an odd moment since he had ducked in only to avoid the storm which had suddenly worsened and was just now abating and yet Onuris felt no need to turn and leave again. It was like he was ensnared and wasn't in any hurry to free himself.
"Uhhh, Hiya shop keep," he said with a small smile and a bit of an uncertain tone. Something about this other man seemed 'unstable' at best.
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Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2009 1:33 am
Wylde was happy now that someone had come in and agreed by echoing, "Damned weather, indeed," with a grin that had the appearance of the cat-that-ate-the-canary upon it. At least the cat that intended to eat this particular canary, om nom nom.
The mage just watched the other man as he moved about with the grin fading so as not to alarm the prospective customer and just nodded at the greeting, "Hello possible patron," he replied cheerfully as his fingertips tapped along the surface of his counter, though victim was obviously more accurate term than patron.
"How can I help you, other than agreeing to let you sit in here and wait out that storm out there," Wylde said smoothly, his twin would very much disagree with many of Wylde's methods but the wild mage could not stop, it was as if he were being compelled to do these things.
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Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2009 9:25 am
Onuris folded up his umbrella and left it in the stand for now trying to ignore the unnerving way he was being gazed upon by this other man. He just needed someplace to wait out the weather and so he just nodded to the shop keeper to confirm the 'suspicions' that he had. No he did not intend on buying anything but as curiosity liked to do, it struck and the crimson haired man began to wander from shelf to shelf quietly looking over the wares.
He had little to say and nothing he wanted to say to a strange man that looked like he was about to be up to no good.
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Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2009 12:35 am
Wylde smirked as the next potential victim held his tongue. Wylde would get him down to that portal even if he had to drag the pretty boy down there by his hair. Either way the mage gave a small yawn and let the man meander about as he leaned on the counter once more, "You know I got more stock down stairs for exclusive customers," he said trying to get some sort of interest from the other man.
If this ploy failed him he could always go back to usual 'could you help me with something down stairs' act. It seemed to get him a lot of results.
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Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2009 1:33 am
Onuris paused a little and glanced over at Wylde, "That so?" he had to admit a small side of him was now curious as to what this man was rambling about but on the other hand curiosity killed the cat and also it got him stuck with the teenaged girl that had currently taken up residence in his home. Though unknowingly he was currently falling for a ploy (or a trap) set up especially for him. He turned and wandered toward the counter.
"What is this 'exclusive' stock then?" For all he knew it was narcotics.
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Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2009 3:24 am
Wylde couldn't help the smile that lept to his lips once the little rabbit took his bait. All that was left was to close the trap. The smile remained on his lips, though his gaze moved to the doorway behind him, lightly scratching the side of his nose. "Yeah, that's so." He said casually, his attention finally turning towards the pretty victim patron once an inquiry was made.
"I unfortunately can't give specifics, but I can tell you that it's the kind of special stock that comes from all corners of the world, the universe, and probably even space and time itself!" Wylde straightened up, stretching out his arms in a gesture that suggested he was either excited about what he was saying, or was trying to give a metaphorically exaggerated measurement of the distance the stock came from.
In reality? He was just stretching.
"For Exclusive Customers only of course, since it is all very exotic and very rare." Nodding to himself, he dropped his arms and leaned on the counter once more. He hummed, and then gasped, standing up straight again. "Oh! Would you maybe be interested in becoming one? You get a free gift!"
People liked free things, right?
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Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2009 3:33 am
Onuris stared at the other man with an eyebrow raised as he moved to rest his hands upon his waist. He had misgivings of all sorts and he couldn't name why even as he gesture-stretched the ginormous possibilities that this 'special stock' held. Again curiosity reared its ugly head and nudged the red-haired man forward to his doom. Onuris moved from one foot to the other a moment as he glanced back toward the outdoors with a small sigh. The storm had let up some but it wasn't enough to have him try and escape the madness that he was considering.
He was trapped not only by his own curiosity but by the damned weather as well. Traitors both of them.
"I..guess," he murmured grudgingly. Otherwise he'd be sticking around in the shop while he waited and the prospect was very, very boring.
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Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2009 3:47 am
Wylde wasn't looking at the Patron any more once he seemed to be him-hawing over whether or not to join. The rain was bouncing off of a sign across the street in a rather fascinating way, and it was much more interesting than the way the pretty one tried to decide what to do. Besides, he knew he had this man as a victim...he was that sure of it. 'Exclusive' and 'Free Gift' in the same sentence generally made the sale, so to speak.
His grin returned when the man succumbed, and he clapped his hands together once. "Excellent! Here, you just have to sign this. You know the usual "I agree to sign up as an Exclusive Customer and understand that I have access to the exclusive stock and I promise not to take anyone else down there unless they are also an E.C" and whatnot. The usual bauble." Wylde prattled on, reaching under the counter and pulling out a piece of paper and a pen, sliding it across the table to his current new best friend.
If he cared to look, it really did look like a sign up sheet.
"It's really more or less for my own records, so I know who can go down there."
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Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2009 3:54 am
He did indeed care to look it over for he was no man's fool (the irony is that he currently was this man's fool), and thus he read it saw nothing 'unusual' about it and then signed where he needed to, 'Onuris 'Blaed' Vaiile' in neat cursive style writing and then set down the pen, "Better be something awesome, and I swear if I get one scrap of junk mail ... We're going to have words," he wanted to say something more threatening to the man across from him but he couldn't seem to find it in him for some reason. There was something about the man that said 'do not cross' even though he didn't seem threatening at all.
Weird.
"Anyways, show off the goods while I'm still lacking better judgment," Onuris mumbled softly with a small sigh.
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Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2009 4:02 am
"Why would I bother my Exclusives with petty junk mail?" Wylde grumbled, sounding rather offended that he would even think that of him. Geez, pretty as a Peacock but with the brains of a goldfish, apparently. Exclusive meant high end, didn't it?! Sigh.
The paper was taken and rolled up nicely, sliding into the front fold of his robe like there was a pocket there. There might have been! And even if there wasn't, there was one now. "Of course, of course. This way." Wylde whistled, turning around and leading his newest Exclusive Customer to his doom. Err, free gift.
He made no small talk on his way down, but he stopped in front of the portal. "The Free Gifts are random, just so you know. They materialize within two days of receiving it. It takes that long because it suits itself to the needs of the customer." Wylde said matter-of-factly. "Though sometimes it helps a lot of you imagine one thing you really, really want...and don't let it out of your mind." He made a gesture suggesting he was going to give the man a couple moments to think of what he wanted.
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Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2009 4:16 am
Onuris uttered a soft 'hmph' in reply to the other man's outrage and then moved to follow him to the 'exclusive' room and stared at the door upon the dais with a bit of a blank stare and then turned to look at the sign next to the dais with even more of a blank stare as he listened to the man prattle on about the gift. Gift this, gift that. Giftgiftfgift.
..Gift.
Imagine what he wanted materialized within a couple of days...
He swiped a hand over his face as he stared at the portal, "Alright I got it," he said gruffly with a small sigh. Might as well go through with it despite the nagging feeling he had tugging at the back of his mind that advised that maybe he should run away before this thing popped out at him. Wise as that might have been there he stood and stared at the portal and waited for something magnificent to pop out.
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Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2009 4:29 am
"Great." Wylde said in a rather bored tone before turning towards the portal, making a few odd gestures in front of it. The portal itself flashed with the image of a meditation room in a temple that was filled with burning incense and gave a noise similar to a camera's wail. After that, it continued on it's steady drone of showing completely random images...and an odd piece of paper feather-fell gently at Onuris' feet.
"There you are! Your one free gift." Wylde grinned, looking quite pleased with himself. "Of course since this is a personalized gift there are no returns." He hummed, almost enjoying his time as a Salesman. Maybe a career change was in order! Hm...or perhaps not. It was more fun to trick people. Besides, after a while of staring at the same clothes, he'd probably go as odd as his brother!
"Any questions?" Not that he'd answer them; he was just happily settled in his current role of Salesman. As boring as it was getting.
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Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2009 4:35 am
He bent and gently picked up the Foto with an eyebrow raised, it looked strange should he be concerned? Onuris frowned over the image as he listened to the man prattle on about whether or not there were any questions he quietly tucked the Foto away into his vest pocket and then turned to face the strange man and asked simply, "Got a name so I know who to curse at when I come back for help in case it goes awry?"
It was a simple enough question and it seemed the only thing he wanted to know. Chances are he would be back but maybe not to yell as much as ask questions, lots of questions.
..Many questions. That was then and this was now. Onuris was never famous for thinking too far ahead.
...Yep. Onuris got himself into another one.
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Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2009 1:50 pm
Wylde of course knew the name of his 'patron', he had glimpsed it during signing and even read it before he rolled up the 'sign up' sheet and tucked it away. He swayed a bit on the spot before he suddenly turned and began to lead him upstairs once more in order to 'boot' him out. The only thing he could see going awry is when the man discovered that the 'free gift' was actually that of a child or some other creature - who could know? Wylde certainly did not - and that wasn't for a couple of days yet. No he could answer that question he had offered himself up for assistance to many others after such things may as well do so for this man who seemed so certain that his doom had come.
"Wylde," he said simply when at the top of the stairs with a bit of a yawn. These events always left him feeling tired and drained. Maybe a nap was in order. From another 'pocket' of his robes he produced a card with a number or two on it and offered it to Onuris.
"In case you want to curse at me over the phone or whatever," he said cheerfully less than worried.
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