star market: day 4

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Who: Everyone ever
What: Star Market, Day 4
When: Wednesday, August 19th
Where: Ingary

Things are beginning to slow now, with most of the merchants a little richer and the crowds a bit poorer. The rumors have yet to die down, and a general feeling of unease can be felt from everyone present. Merchants and Security will be on full alert today so watch your actions carefully.

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bonus points for anyone who gets Lali Ho

[papoupromise.livejournal.com]

Kairi wandered through the Market, for the most part observing. She had done a little shopping the days previous, picking up a few gifts for everyone and splurged a bit on adorable cat-eared hood she had fallen in love with. It was lined with a protective cloth, giving her a slight boost in defense which was perfect for her.

Spotting something she made her way to the stall, staring at all the different bags displayed. With all the traveling she had been doing recently, her old schoolbag was becoming more than a bit frayed around the edges.

"Looking for a bag, are ya? They're quite popular this year." The shopkeeper commented, walking up to her.

Kairi nodded, looking through the different styles available. "I need a new one and since I was here...." she trailed off, eyes landing on a backpack near the back. "Can I see that one?" She asked, pointing to it.

A few minutes later, Kairi bought the Lali Ho Moogle bag she spotted earlier. Noticing something peeking out from the front flap she pulled it out and blinked at the paper with the large printed 'WINNER' on it.

"Ah! You've won our bonus prize." The shopkeeper commented, noticing the paper himself. "If you go to the booth down the corner, you'll receive your gift." He said, pointing to the stall at the far end.

Thanking him, she headed towards it, prize paper in hand.

[treeofjustice.livejournal.com]

Will was watching the Star Market carefully.

He was already getting used to seeing the auras of others and now could at least identify some without any help from his know-it-all eye. It felt strange, like walking through an unseen world which no one could witness except you.

For the most part, he hadn't noticed anyone with a bad aura. But there was a nagging feeling that someone...or something very, very evil was lurking around in the market.

He shook his head and headed towards a certain little booth, where bright words made of auras proclaimed: "FOR ONES DEALING WITH AURAS, COME HERE TO BUY WHATEVER YOU NEED FOR THEM. TRAINING ALSO GIVEN." It was a smart ploy. To others, it looked nothing more than just a small normal booth, but to people like him, it was seen for what it truly was.

He entered, and a woman with a kindly face looked up at him from her intricate knitting. She seemed to be sewing not with thread, but rather strands of auras. It was a bizarrely beautiful creation.

"Oh, so you're one of them." She nodded towards his right eye and smiled. "What would you need?"

He pondered by what she meant by "one of them", but put it aside to the fact that he was a Refugee. "I want training. I need to know how to manipulate auras."

She put down her knitting and brought out another wooden chair from under a nearby table. "Sit." He did so, and watched as she brought out a couple of things from a drawer. There was a black knife that looked like it had never been sharpened and a medallion that had a mysteriously twisting orb in the middle.

"Now, of course, if you didn't have that eye, I would have told you that it would have taken years to learn how to manipulate other people's auras. But with that, it's easy. You need to pinpoint the weak spots of an aura. See this medallion?" She held it up. "It contains a spirit, and a weak one at that. I presumably think you can see where it's lacking."

Yes, there was a sort of hole where the aura didn't seem to be strong, now that he looked at it more carefully.

To Rescue a Guardian

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(OOC: Emmy, Rak, and Aria have volunteered for this plot, Ren possibly, but anyone else who wants to join in is welcome. Essentially I need a rescue party up in here, ya'll. The more people, the more action we get. ;) Tallyho!)

Jenn ran as fast as she could, dodging and weaving through the crowded streets of the Star Market, not even bothering to stop and apologize to those she collided with as she passed. A few yelled after her, but most dodged out of her way, recognizing the sight of a flight of pure panic.

Where was the ship, where was the ship? Hurry hurry hurry-!!!

Brown hair bounced crazily under a peculiar yellow winter hat, out of place in this summer weather - all her hair except for the few strands plastered to her face by wet tears, that is. She had to get help, where was the ship, Refugees, they had to help, had to be here-!

Finally the girl rounded the final corner, and a spike of relief momentarily pierced the lightning storm of other emotions as Greta's parked ship came into view. Jenn made a strangled sound, an unblended mix of relief and desperation, as she stared around, looking for someone- there! Bolting the last few steps, Jenn fairly collided with one of her Refugee friends, clutching her arm in a death grip.

"Aria! Aria you have to help, please please I need- I need he-!" She choked on her tears, gulping hard, trying to catch her breath. Just when she thought she might get a hold of herself, a fresh flood burst free, and she had to stop, gasping in a desperate attempt to quite crying enough so that she could speak. This wasn't the time, they didn't have time for her to be like this, but she couldn't help it, couldn't make it stop.

[seolearo.livejournal.com]

Ray hadn't been doing too much today; she spent most of her time wandering aimlessly and finally just sat down at the closest tea shop, order a cup of blackberry tea merely to justify her staying there. She sipped at it absently, staring at her world necklace, lost in thought.

"Not a bad birthday present," she murmured, eying the worn down castle on Prain's surface as a smile subconsciously wormed its way to her lips.

[[set before the guardian rescue thread]]

[dreamwriteremmy]

Dreamwriter passed through several shops, a faerie cake from a baked goods table in her hand, snacking in a neater fashion than usual as she browsed-- something she'd learned how to do in Disney Castle by watching the others at dinner, but rarely used off that world.

Needless to say, stopping by the critter tent while snacking had been a bit of a foolish move. She'd captured a house fae unintentionally with her snack and been forced to buy it by the shopkeeper, who claimed that since it had become attached to her, he wouldn't be able to sell it to other patrons. She had also winced at the price she'd been made to pay in munny as alternative negotiations had been highly unsuccessful. This thing had to be at least worth it as now she was pretty much obliging the rest of her munny to food and meager savings.

At the least the shopkeeper had been able to tell her that the fae, with some bribery of shiny things, was useful for finding things... but that it was also a neat freak. She'd have to neaten up her little apartment in Radiant apparently when she got back.

She wandered off to the gummiship to break before the afternoon heat set in fully and to make an envelope system for the rest of the week, so she didn't spend the remains of her munny supply in one fell swoop by accident.