Bah, storekeepers!
The chimes jingled as the door opened, admitting what might be thought of as a hero. Blond of hair, mighty of hew, sword of compensation, he posed dramatically in the doorway.
"Ho, storekeeper! I hear that you have the Greatsword of Haliburton!" he cried, sword raised, the sun silhouetting his mighty figure in the doorway, glinting off his armour as the sun set.
Jason bet he waited outside until the sun was low enough to be impressive, the tool. "Yeah, we got it. Fifty thousand gil, and that looks like about a size...fifteen sword?" Must be compensating for something, Jason smirked to himself.
"Er, yes..."
Obviously, big, blond and brainless wasn't used to people that weren't impressed by him. Just like a good portion of the customers that came through the store. It was depressing, really. A magical university education, and the best job he could find was the night manager for this place.
"Right. Would you like a scabbard with that?" he asked, cursing mentally.
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He sighed, the moonlight bright enough to see the path tonight, at least. The store locked and secured, he finally had everything cleaned up about a half-hour after he stopped being paid for it.
His shack was pretty meagre, with two small rooms off a general kitchen living area, but heck, it was home. Of course, it was home shared with a roommate. He sighed, turning around to lean with his back against the door.
Life, he has to admit, was lousy. He had a dead end job, a tiny place, and had to deal all evening with stuck-up, preening goofballs that thought of themselves as invincible heroes. Why didn't everyone see them for what they really were?
His hand rested on the door handle as he paused for a moment, staring up into the startlingly clear night, at the thousands of stars twinkling overhead. It calmed him, the space above him giving light to a well buried hope that hung on despite the dark cynicism it was surrounded with. "I wish," he whispered softly, "for something more."
He stared up an unanswering sky, then sighed. He shook his head at his own foolishness, and turned around to open the door. Unseen behind him, a star shot across the heavens, leaving a fiery trail in its wake.
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"Ho, storekeeper! I hear that you have the Greatsword of Haliburton!" he cried, sword raised, the sun silhouetting his mighty figure in the doorway, glinting off his armour as the sun set.
Jason bet he waited outside until the sun was low enough to be impressive, the tool. "Yeah, we got it. Fifty thousand gil, and that looks like about a size...fifteen sword?" Must be compensating for something, Jason smirked to himself.
"Er, yes..."
Obviously, big, blond and brainless wasn't used to people that weren't impressed by him. Just like a good portion of the customers that came through the store. It was depressing, really. A magical university education, and the best job he could find was the night manager for this place.
"Right. Would you like a scabbard with that?" he asked, cursing mentally.
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He sighed, the moonlight bright enough to see the path tonight, at least. The store locked and secured, he finally had everything cleaned up about a half-hour after he stopped being paid for it.
His shack was pretty meagre, with two small rooms off a general kitchen living area, but heck, it was home. Of course, it was home shared with a roommate. He sighed, turning around to lean with his back against the door.
Life, he has to admit, was lousy. He had a dead end job, a tiny place, and had to deal all evening with stuck-up, preening goofballs that thought of themselves as invincible heroes. Why didn't everyone see them for what they really were?
His hand rested on the door handle as he paused for a moment, staring up into the startlingly clear night, at the thousands of stars twinkling overhead. It calmed him, the space above him giving light to a well buried hope that hung on despite the dark cynicism it was surrounded with. "I wish," he whispered softly, "for something more."
He stared up an unanswering sky, then sighed. He shook his head at his own foolishness, and turned around to open the door. Unseen behind him, a star shot across the heavens, leaving a fiery trail in its wake.
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