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 Posted: Sun Mar 28, 2010 8:58 pm
 The Marketplace is where all the shops are located. Down the stairs past the item shop is the Borough. In the Main Courtyard is the Accessory, Armor, and Weapon Shops, and near the stairs is the Moogle,Item, and Ice Cream Shop.
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Posted: Sun Mar 28, 2010 10:30 pm
----- A woman sat happily atop the enormous safe where Scrooge stored his items. A blue popsicle visible from her mouth. The bottom half of it sprinkled with white coloring as if mocking the tides that brush against the shore. This infamous kind of ice cream she had upon her lips was none other than Sea-Salt flavored. A peculiar mixture of sweet and salty within one delectable treat. Upon her feet could be seen the skates that she never took off, they were simply to much fun to do without. Her body eased forward as her rear slid from atop the safe and she began to fall. Smiling as her descent seemed to slow tremendously allowing her a safe touchdown upon the ground. Her right hand rose to grab the stick of the popsicle and pull it from her mouth. Using her left index finger to wipe any traces of juice that may have still lingered. "It's so quite here..." She uttered as she stuck her index finger in her mouth, sucking the juice from it before replacing the popsicle. Hanging lazily from her mouth with no support other than her lips and her tongue.
Her left foot pushed forward as she began to roll, twirling to a halt before the stares that lead towards the Burough. Old man Merlin held a house down there, but it would be awfully dull to check up on an old wizard. Her arms came up and folded behind her head, interlocking her fingers as she stared blankly at the sky, only feet away from the top of the stairs. She could think of nothing eventful to partake in, perhaps she should go further into town, but if she wanted more ice cream she would have to come back. Now she was just making excuses in her head to stay, but stay she would.
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Posted: Sun Mar 28, 2010 10:44 pm
The taste for Sea-Salt had gotten to him, taking him, dragging him into the marketplace to satiate the particular craving. The young man only around 17 years of age was now walking through town like a man possessed. On a mission, he wouldn't stop until he got his ice cream. Come hell or high water, old ladies, kittens stuck in a tree, and crying little girls... his will was unbreakable. Such determination for a young man was unheard of. He passed a group of young girls giggling at him, trying to catch his attention. This was serious, he had no time to stop and flirt. He had to get that ice cream before it sold out like always. He walked up to the ice cream parlor and banged on the counter. "Sea-Salt ice cream please!" He shouted trying to get the shopkeep's attention. Of course he was reprimanded for this, but that didn't matter at the moment. He'd finally have his ambrosia, his mouth watered as the keep pulled out the last bar and rang up the register. Once the price was said aloud however the young man's world came to a halt... he forgot his wallet. How could he!? It was almost unforgivable, embarrassed he entreatied for a bargain. "Uh, put it on my tab?" He said stupidly with a smile, only to be reprimanded once more for his foolishness.
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Posted: Sun Mar 28, 2010 10:52 pm
-----She rose her hand once more as her teeth clenched. Sliding the popsicle stick out and leaving what was left of her sea salt ice cream in her mouth. With as little as a single gulp the ice cream was gone. Turning to see the boy storm pass her was quite an amusing sight, though she merely rolled backwards and out of his way. It was then that she would catch his call, a faint sound she recognized all to well. A person ordering the type of ice cream she adored, this just could not be left alone. Especially to top it off that the boy was skint broke. She kicked off with her right foot and stopped abruptly at the ice cream counter. She extended her arm swiftly as she retrieved the last sea salt ice cream and sticking it into her mouth. With that done she retrieved several munny and slid it across the counter to the man. Her soft eyes looked to the boy innocently as she pulled the popsicle from her mouth, licking the edge in a teasing manner to put the boy through torture. "Oh...did you want some ice cream?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 28, 2010 11:00 pm
He could practically taste it so close, so close and yet so far. He reached his hand out, hoping the keep would take pity on a young man in the prime of his youth. He could taste it, it was literally within reach. But sudden a young girl with pink hair dashed into his tunneled vision, he blinked and the object of his affection was gone. Falling to his knees in an overexaggerated anguish he listened to the munny clank on the counter. His dreams shattered it almost moved him to tears. It only hurt more when the girl shoved it in her mouth to spite him. What did he do to deserve this? Was it karma? Maybe he was too narrow-minded in his quest, whatever it was it hurt. Her eyes no matter how soft, stabbed him like daggers. It was torture of the highest caliber. "You! Give me back my ice cream!" He shouted at her, it was on now.
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Posted: Sun Mar 28, 2010 11:06 pm
----- Her left index finger rose once more to wipe the side of her lip. Picking up a juice trail that lead from its outer edge to her chin before placing the popsicle back in her mouth for a quick taste. A snap removal and a popping sound of the treat leaving her lips would allow her to speak. "Yours? You must be confused...I bought this ice cream, but if you play nice I may share some with you..." Her left eye winked as her teeth shown in their white splendor. Still holding true to the innocence she employed in all situations. Finally bringing her left index finger up to lick the juice off once more. "but just a little bit, kay?" She questioned while sticking the popsicle within her lips once more and pulling it back out. It seemed to have shrunken drastically as she swallowed a large bit of the popsicle. "Oh dear, these things. They vanish so quickly...want some?" She held the popsicle out lazily above the boy waiting for him to react. She had no intentions of giving him any of her popsicle.
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Posted: Sun Mar 28, 2010 11:13 pm
Stryder wasn't very many things, gullible being one of them. But in his moment of weakness his judgement was clouded. It almost broke his heart when she pulled the Popsicle back out to reveal that it was only a fraction of it's former glory. Watching it graze against her lips his mouth watered. Hungry for the salty-sweet taste of the ice cream. It consumed him, what else could he do but instinctively reach out. "Of course, I want some. You mean you'd share with me?" He asked, almost foolishly setting himself up for what would most likely happen next. Raising to his feet he reached out trying to grab a bit of the Popsicle, just a tiny piece was all he needed. "You're sure I can have some?" He asked suspicious of the girl's motives. His fingertips only a few inches from the stick.
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Posted: Sun Mar 28, 2010 11:17 pm
----- "Unhunh Bad boy!" Her hand snapped back as the popsicle seemed to shoot into her mouth. Finishing the popsicle into her mouth and locking her teeth against the popsicle stick. She then proceeded to pull the stick out slowly. Smiling wide enough to show her teeth, mostly so that the entire action was seen clearly. The stick came out clean, not a bit of ice cream left on it to be seen. She had taken the rest in with one bite. Rolling her tongue around as the ice cream slowly turned into juice and swallowed that down as well. Closing her mouth as the popsicle stick was out she replaced her wide smile with a smaller smirk. "Damn...it slipped."
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Posted: Sun Mar 28, 2010 11:26 pm
How could she? How could anybody be so cruel. All he wanted was some ice cream just a bit, a smidgen would do. He'd been tortured only to receive none at all. As his dreams were once again dashed by the girl he let out a soft whimper. He wouldn't forget this, he'd hold this against her for the rest of his life. In his mind this girl was an abomination, the wrecker of dreams and every young man's nightmare. She was a demon and he had no need to be around her any longer. "Well- I hope you're satisfied." He said with a whimper before silently stomping off into town. He needed to cool off. His tastebuds were prepared for nothing but the ice cream, they were practically screaming bloody murder. But not now, not today. He'd simply be content to never see this woman again in his lifetime. No one could hold a grudge like Stryder, he wouldn't forgive her even after his death.
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Posted: Sun Mar 28, 2010 11:30 pm
-----"always me..." She sighed as she gripped into her backpack before skating off towards Stryder. She jumped lightly before landing on his back and wrapping her left arm across to his chest to hold herself up. Her right hand ushered forward as well, stopping just in front of his face. In it was a popsicle flooded with blue hues, it's bottom white to mock the waves crashing against the shore. Why yes it was one of the two things Serah carried within her backpack. A special potion and her emergency sea salt ice cream. She was not completely heartless. "All yours hun." She winked while looking over his shoulder, another smile crossing her face.
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Posted: Sun Mar 28, 2010 11:43 pm
Given her previous record he almost didn't want to take it. It might have been poisoned, or it could have been fake. Whatever the cause it seemed almost too nice. He examined the ice cream from stick to tip for anything out of the ordinary. His grudge was still outstanding, to him this woman was no more than an evil temptress... but the ice cream was calling him. Now it came time for the ultimate test. He gently plucked the Popsicle from her delicate fingers, giving it a whiff he attempt to smell if the ice cream was actually edible. It was the moment of truth, this would prove to him whether she was actually trying to make up for her previous cruelty. He licked the very tip of the ice cream for a taste. It was salty and yet sweet, delicious... this is what he craved for. A true Sea-Salt ice cream bar, he almost wanted to hug the girl. She wasn't so bad after all, he'd still hold a grudge but not as hard.
"Vy vame kish Ryfer, jors? (My name is Stryder, yours?)" He said introducing himself in with his mouth full of popsicle. It was simply too delicious to take out, so he'd just speak with it. It was tactless, but then again... so was he for the most part.
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Posted: Sun Mar 28, 2010 11:47 pm
-----Seeing the boy smile Serah let go and spun about until she stood in front of him. Tilting her right foot forward forcing her backward progression to stop. He seemed happy and that much caused her to smile, but what he did next was completely idiotic. He decided to speak with a popsicle in his mouth. Both of her hands shot up instinctively to block the spit that emitted from such an action. Though all and all she got most of his name. Something that rhymed with Rai and the end had something to do with fur, or rhymed with fur she didn't really care. "Hey, say it don't spray it kay? The name's Serah." She giggled as she brought her hands down and extended her arms for a hug.
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Posted: Sun Mar 28, 2010 11:58 pm
Stryder gave her a confused gaze as she extended her arms. He sucked up some of the juice sliding down the popsicle by lapping his tongue on the bar. He was kind of oblivious to things like hugs and the like, preferring to just give a healthy grin instead. In this case he couldn't do that since the ice cream was in his mouth but all the same he tried... it ended unsuccessfully, with the ice cream almost falling out. He quickly closed the gaping hole and mirrored Serah's actions. Extending his arms out just like she did, though he had no idea what the hell it meant. "Sank juu fer ze lais cureem Rera! (Thank you for the ice cream Serah!)" He said gratefully, trying not to spit. He held the posture for a few brief seconds before his ice cream began to dissolve in his mouth. As it got smaller, Stryder would move the bar back into his mouth further with his jaw muscles.
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Posted: Mon Mar 29, 2010 6:55 am
----- There he went again talking with the popsicle in his mouth. She pulled her arms back in and folded them across her chest, tapping a single skate against the ground as she watched him. "Yeah, no problem." She added with a smile towards the boy, it was quite a humorous sight. She was originally going to give him a hug to wipe off some of the spit that got on her onto his back, but this boy didn't seem to get the concept of a hug so she would leave it alone. "So, what were you up to before scowering for ice cream?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 29, 2010 11:20 am
Stryder paused for a moment and thought about what he was actually doing before starting his quest on the hunt for ice cream. "Well... before this I was thinking that I wanted ice cream and then I ended up on a mission." He said almost clueless to what he was actually doing. It wasn't until he caught a glimpse of his sword that he actually remembered he was testing something out. "Oh yeaaaaaah... I remember now, I was working on something. It's pretty cool." He said vaguely, he didn't really want to show her but if she'd ask he'd be obligated because of the ice cream. Something didn't seem quite right about this girl, though very pretty she seemed to have a sadistic side.
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