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 Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2007 4:28 pm
So there he was. Cully was bored and damn, he had standing there since the dawn of time. Well, it seemed that way, anyway. The redhead was leaning on the front counter of 'Ye Olde Wande Shoppe' as he liked to call it, elbows on and a comic book between his arms. While he would rather it be a science text, this was the only thing he could think of to read.
When someone walked into the shop, his head shot up, slightly flustered, and a grin crept over the round features. "Welcome to the Wand Shop!"
Did he ask them to touch the book now? Later? Whatever. It would happen when it happened. It would come with time.
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2007 4:34 pm
He'd been walking for a long time, wandering about. He hadn't been sleeping well-- after all, he hadn't been dreaming as much recently, which meant that he hadn't been getting the kind of rest which actually rested him. Eric disliked this, but he didn't have much of a choice. He wasn't a big fan of those sleep drugs.
'Ye Old Wand Shop' seemed like as good a place as any to spend some time in, browsing. But there was a very... strange individual within the shop. Ah well. "Hello," Eric murmured, walking along, observing the shop itself. "You have an interesting place here."
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2007 4:47 pm
"Hello~" He called out, his face falling briefly when he saw it was male. Ah well. Might as well be nice anyway; Ianna would be a ******** if she found out he had been mean to any of her customers.
Future surrogate parents.
Whichever.
"Thanks. I dig it." Cully nodded, hesitating and eyeing the man. "Hey. Can I ask you something a little strange?" One. Two. "Do you believe in magic? Like the old song, bah bah bah bah buuum."
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2007 4:53 pm
Closing his eyes, Eric considered the situation for a moment. "...I believe in certain kinds of magic. But not other kinds. Any particular reason why you ask?" he asked as he opened his eyes again, moving to consider the objects in the store.
Why was he here?
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2007 5:15 pm
"Oh yes." Cully gave the book a solid pat, casting Eric a wide, irish grin. "I wasn't sure how to approach it with you. I'm more used to pretty girls. And you're not one of those SO."
A pause and he eyed the book critically, lips twitching mildly into a smile. "Do you like the merchindise here? You might be able to get a wand, if you touch the book." He glances up at Erin, eyebrows arching. "Consider it genuine magic."
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2007 5:26 pm
A stranger who acted like a mildly affected imbecile. Not that peculiar on Gaia, Eric decided. "Is that all it takes? Usually in stores, something of monetary value is required before any real receiving of merchandise occurs." But Eric was determined to play nice and he moved to look at the book, a hand moving unbidden to brush against the strange creation.
It wasn't like a book he'd seen before, older, more fragile and yet sturdy enough at the same time. Pages which seemed liked they should be more degraded than they were...
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2007 7:59 am
Cully definately was not the prime example for a genius, although his test scores usually spoke differently. He was a scientest on his 'day job', more interested in the microbiology of deep sea 'cultures' then he really was anything akin to magic. Magic, however, had been bred into him. Story after story in his youth had regailed it all. He couldn't not believe.
A brush was all it took. That's all it ever took. The book flew open with that majestic swoosh of its own, the pages fluttering and finally coming to land on a specific page. On that page was a picture of a wand made of mirrors and reflections, fluid and silver in appearance.
"Doppleganger. Wand ID 00041. A Soul has been trapped within the confines of the wand. Congratulations, you have become the next guardian to take on the task of raising it from infancy to greatness. We, Ianna and I, have the upmost faith in you to complete your task dutifully. Best of luck,
Matilda."
Cully grinned faintly. "Genuine merchandise? Nothing could pay for how much I enjoy seeing that look come across someones face when they find out they have a new brattie. COngrats."
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2007 1:18 pm
"...you mean to tell me that I'm to raise a child--a doppelgänger, nonetheless-- who's within a wand that looks like this?" Eric motioned towards the picture of the wand. He considered this for a long moment before shrugging slightly, easily accepting it. "Sounds like normal life on Gaia to me. Is there anything else I should know? And where do I pick up the wand?"
In every Gaian's life, there came a time where they had to step up and raise a child or two from an object. Now apparently it was Eric's turn to grow up and become a parent in that sense.
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2007 1:20 pm
Cullys face fell in disappointment. This was why he didn't like men. They just...accepted their fates. Bah humbug to them anyway. The man heaved a sigh, standing up and rifling through a drawer to pull out the wand, offering it over to the man.
"And yeah. You do. Or it dies, apparently. No sense in killing something young and possibly cute, right?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2007 11:50 pm
Nodding, Eric took the wand, feeling it warm slightly in his touch. "I do my best not to kill beings," Eric smiled slightly, considering the wand. "Especially not those who are supposedly in my care." Not that there had been any in the past, except for that pet rabbit he'd had as a child... but that rabbit had lived long and eventually died of old age, so she didn't count, right?
...well, who did background checks these days anyway?
"...thank you," he murmured, fingering the delicate wand.
...time to go home then, and see what he could do.
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