Mundane

I should have gone to college

Thank you, miss - ? I’m sorry, I never asked your name. I can be awfully absent minded about that. [smiles pleasantly] And I’ll take these, too, I think. [sets down a couple vials of the calming oils she’d told him about] So, you run this store with your father?

#idk i can't think of a price for this so pretend she says one.#ch: grey #004

Chase. Alana. [smiles, nodding when he places the oils down] Oh- no. Papa owns the store, I just close the store sometimes so he doesn't have to work after dark. [scans the oils and the wolfsbane]

silmeriavalkyria

#vanity

I should have gone to college

Well, I’ll trust your good judgement. [presses his lips gently together, thoughtful] No, oils or tea are better anyway. More direct. [he nods slowly, letting an eyebrow drift up as he takes in her sudden look of nervousness. she’s obviously a knowledgeable herbalist, perhaps some of her learning has including the more supernatural effects of her shop’s trade] I see. I’ll, ah - I’ll take a bit, if you don’t mind. Wrapped, please.

#they could have ginger bbs #iajs #004 #ch: grey

[Nods, smiling though her discomfort was apparent.] I'll just go grab that, feel free to browse for a bit. I'll just be right back. [Goes to the back, finds the wolfsbane and wraps up a ounce of wolfsbane, making sure to weigh it on the store's scale before printing out a price tag and sticking it onto the bag.] Here you go, sir. [places the bag at the register, more calm now about the entire situation. This would be okay. No werewolf was going to notice her.]

I should have gone to college

Yes - now that I’m here, I’m thinking…do you have anything to help calm the nervous system? [frowns softly, thinking of Hadley and her purported struggles with controlling her temper. wolves has always relied on druids and their natural methods of healing, so Grey greatly believes in the holistic properties of herbs] And the mind. [pauses, biting his lower lip] And - do you sell wolfsbane, by any chance? [he needs to know how well stocked the hunters might be, but the herb may also be useful for controlling transformations]

#why is richard madden so sexy #004 #ch: grey

Yes- definitely. We have passion flower, valerian root, or lemon balm tea. I prefer the passion flower, but that might just be because of how it blooms [hops out of her chair as she speaks and walks around the desk, pointing at the tea section] We also carry them as essential oils. [turns, her hair flipping around with her] I'm sorry if you wanted them in pill form, Papa doesn't carry the product. We can order it, of course. [hesitates when he asks about wolfsbane, did Papa agree to selling wolfsbanes to wolves? he didn't look bad...] Yeah, um, we keep a little bit in the back. Not a lot.

Spill on Aisle... | Derek & Alana

Yeah. [puts his hand back on the cart, moving forward a bit to prod at some plums] Is it bad different or just…? [shrugs, not sure what to say] You seem the same. [leans forward on the cart handle and grins] Still beautiful and sweet.

[blushes a little, smiling]. Hopefully I've changed some, but no- it's not a bad different. You just- you grew up well [laughs, embarrassed. Could she be any more cheesy?] So, what's on the list for today?

#005 #ch: derek

Spill on Aisle... | Derek & Alana

[turns toward his cart as if to push it forward, but pauses when he notices her staring] Is something wrong? [touches a hand up to his chin, half expecting to feel his face in full shift, or worse, food in his beard] Is there something on my face?

Oh, no. [she clears her throat and bags a few peaches.] You just seem different. Which, of course you would be, it's been years, but... [what happened to your wolf? she could never voice her inquiry] It's still different.

#005 #ch: derek

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Witches Don't Need No Protection | Alana + Matt

"That’s comforting. I can’t wait for it." He smirked. She was so incredibly grumpy that Matt couldn’t help but to find it somewhat adorable. He liked Alana. He could tell that she was a nice person and that she really cared about her plants. And it was nice to see something like that, someone being so passionate about something.

"No, they don’t, and the struggle is real." Matt nodded "Well, thank you, I’ll be sure to serve you our best vegan dish. There aren’t many options, but…" Alana hadn’t told him, but he was a waiter at a restaurant, he could guess pretty close to what people ate. It was a strange talent, but earned him lots of five dollar tips. "Where does this one go?" He asked, poiting with his chin to the box.

"I wasn't aware they had many vegan options," she couldn't help but smile as she unlocked her door at his assumption that she didn't eat animal product. She hesitated when he indicated an interest in placing her box in the apartment.

"Uh-" What the hell? He wasn't a killer, the kid had innocent written all over his overly handsome face. "The kitchen," she answered after stepping into the apartment and walking through the small living room area and into the kitchen, placing her boxes on the counter. She turned to look at him, feeling somewhat awkward about having someone she'd just met in her home. Especially when that someone was an underaged male.

"I hope I wasn't too far out of your way," she said politely, turning the tap on and filling a glass with water before handing it to him. She just used filters in her sink- never once had she purchased bottled water. Plastic was the worst invention ever.

#p: matt #003

I should have gone to college

[grins back, knowing he was being a bit bold and therefore a bit ridiculous, but he liked being generous with his compliments] Ah, well, bless the magic of google. [Grey doesn’t actually own a computer, but he smiles, peering at the screen] Lemon pepper. Sounds good enough to me. [leans back] So do you sell medicinal herbs as well?

[Smiles a little, hoping he wasn't trying to ask if they sold marijuana. Stupid kids always call and ask that. It wasn't funny. Ever.] We definitely do. Were you interested in looking at any in particular?

#004 #ch: grey

Spill on Aisle... | Derek & Alana

Oh, yeah. Nice place. [clears his throat to give him some time to think on how to answer the incredibly awkward and personal question] Left town and traveled for a bit. Wasn’t much left for me here after what happened. [glances around the store] So I still have to get stuff, uh, if you want to hang around?

Sure, looks like you could use a shopping lesson anyway. [She smiled, somewhat happy he'd invited her to shop with him. Running into him was a pleasant surprise for her. She looked at him for a moment, observing him. Something was different. She'd felt his inner wolf many a times, but it wasn't quite the same]

#005 #ch: derek

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Witches Don't Need No Protection | Alana + Matt

"Okay, Yoda." He agreed. "You know what’s funny? You speak of yourself like you’re one hundred years old." He noted. And then he had a moment of fearing that Alana was, actually, one hundred years old. For all Matt knew, she could be a vampire, which explained why she knew stuff about a lot of stuff. He threw a quick look on her hands while she held the box, searching for a daylight ring, but didn’t see one. Even though he was not quite sure of how it would look like, but they were always big and noticeable, at least.

"People are not as appreciative as I would like them to be. As much as I do my cutest waiter face, they insist on leaving only five bucks." He said with fake disappointment.

#you can have them get to her door and her unlock it #if you want #p: matt #003

"Every year after high school counts for like twenty mental years," she joked, silently hoping he didn't consider her too preachy. She knew she got that way, all her old friends said she did, but that didn't mean complete strangers needed to feel that way as well.

"People just don't understand the struggle," she laughed, pleased to see they'd finally made it to the top of the stairs. "If I ever go to the Grill, I'll be sure to tip well," she added, though she didn't eat there anymore. The place was crawling with high schoolers and old drunks. Too loud, too busy, not her scene.

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Witches Don't Need No Protection | Alana + Matt

One of mankind’s greatest joys was stairs.

Matt worked out daily, but if there was something he hated, even more than working at the Grille on Sundays, it was stairs. They were his number one enemy, if he was being honest. Whoever invented that, really, ramps do the same job and are much better. But he didn’t complain or made frowny faces, because he thought Alana would think it was something personal with her, and of course it wasn’t, since Matt was quite enjoying her company. Even though she was kind of grumpy and seemed to hate him.

"Oh, that’s nice. So you know a lot of stuff about plants? Useful. And I’m being honest. If I did I think I would go much better in Biology exams." He added while they climbed up the worst invention since speedos. "I work at the Grille." Not that she asked, but, oh well. "I don’t learn a lot, other than cleaning up stuff and, as you probably saw earlier, taking the trash out."