[Kaede frowned at the map, shaking her head a little.]
One thing's circled- [heart...ed...? No that sounded awful] -but there aren't any arrows.
[The employees weren't immediately hostile or attacking, just...smiling. A bit too wide for faces to normally smile.
She'd have strongly preferred the former. At least then there would be no question about what to do next.]
I don't know; maybe? [That seemed suspiciously straightforwards. Not as convoluted as making an offering out of literal eyeballs, but what was the catch going to be?] As long as they stay on that side of the counter.
[She folded the map away into one of her jacket pockets, leaving the milkman (really?) to Yukari while eying the post and the bell and the far-too-cheerful employee attending it.
Abruptly, she drew her axe back to her shoulder, gathering just a tennis-ball sized knot of flames in the blade—and swinging, launching the projectile in an arc until it smacked into the bell dead-on. The blob of psionic energy in its center made it ring cheerfully!
...nothing else seemed to happen, though.
"Now, now, miss! Be a good sport, play fair!" The man chided, uncanny smile never wavering.
Kaede, predictably, just scowled at him.]
How about I knock your stupid head into it?
[He seemed undeterred, if he was listening at all; he only gave that solicitation speech again.]
no subject
One thing's circled- [heart...ed...? No that sounded awful] -but there aren't any arrows.
[The employees weren't immediately hostile or attacking, just...smiling. A bit too wide for faces to normally smile.
She'd have strongly preferred the former. At least then there would be no question about what to do next.]
I don't know; maybe? [That seemed suspiciously straightforwards. Not as convoluted as making an offering out of literal eyeballs, but what was the catch going to be?] As long as they stay on that side of the counter.
[She folded the map away into one of her jacket pockets, leaving the milkman (really?) to Yukari while eying the post and the bell and the far-too-cheerful employee attending it.
Abruptly, she drew her axe back to her shoulder, gathering just a tennis-ball sized knot of flames in the blade—and swinging, launching the projectile in an arc until it smacked into the bell dead-on. The blob of psionic energy in its center made it ring cheerfully!
...nothing else seemed to happen, though.
"Now, now, miss! Be a good sport, play fair!" The man chided, uncanny smile never wavering.
Kaede, predictably, just scowled at him.]
How about I knock your stupid head into it?
[He seemed undeterred, if he was listening at all; he only gave that solicitation speech again.]