Don't Let's Start

Milo Richardson // 23 // Park Ranger // Oldest Richardson // Shitty Wizard

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kaydenuncovers‌:

“I imagine I’ll do just fine without it,” Kayden said, smirking. “I was just looking at your wares, but there may be something a handsome man like yourself could help me with. Can you keep a secret?” 

“I completely agree, but you wouldn’t believe the people who ask around this time of year. Its comical.” He laughed as he eyed the man, handsome, he even caught himself smiling at the compliment. “I can keep a lot of things, darling. What is it that? Its safe with me.”

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“If you’ve come looking for a love potion, we don’t make those.” Milo grinned as he walked up to the customer in the shop. “Those are purely myth, however, I don’t see you needing one. Now, what can I do for you?”

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coffeycomics‌:

“I sure hope so, I’ve never seen anything like this.” She looked at Milo, trying not to look too much at all the bodies on the floor. Her interest peaks as he mentions the rumors of witches and vampires. “Huh, and here I thought my aunt made that up, but it’s an actual town story, huh? That’s pretty interesting, you’ll have to tell me more sometime.” It could be good research for her comic book after all. 

“Neither have I and I never hoped to,” he lied, no he had seen this before and that time he’d been his fault. This however was not and whatever was happening might gain a body count. He shook his head and turned back to her. “Nope, your Aunt wasn’t just telling stories. But, if you ask me, its all legend or at least most of it. You never really know, stories carry weight and sometimes they can seem more real than you think. I will happily tell you about them sometime.” 

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fallonwut‌:

fallon cocked his head to the side as the other spoke up, offering him something he wasn’t looking for. “i’m just looking for a copy of a book…? my parents send me for it. would that be the actual help i should be asking for?”

Milo set his book down, standing up to help the young man with whatever caused him to come in. He didn’t know the shop well, but he was of some use--maybe. “Could be anything, depends on what they need the book for. Books are useful, big reader myself, but its the purpose. Do you know what this book is they need? I can see if we have it. That I’m decently good at.” If anything he could use guess work. 

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danielevxns‌:

“No….no you’re not the usual young woman in here.” Daniel stated, finding his way into the shop, having been there more than a few times when Leilani was there to help him with getting his supply of vervain and such. Navigating inside the seemingly tight space had caused enough trouble before, but he knew the place a lot better as he found the counter. “But, I’m sure you could help me. I’m only in for my usual supply of vervain. It should be packed already. For Daniel Evans.”

“No, that would be my younger sister. She will be in later, but I can take of you in the mean time.” He sung his legs down off the counter, laying his book in his chair as he got up to meet the man at the counter. “Ah! I remember the name. I believe its ready in the back, if you don’t mind I will get that for you. If you don’t mind me asking, what are you using it for? Merely curiously is all, though I will say its quite useful to have around nowadays.”

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coffeycomics‌:

Erin nodded and pulled out her phone, after setting down her mac and cheese. She dialed the emergency number, while looking around. “Yes, hello. My name is Erin Coffey and I’m at the Hawthorne Winter Holidays Potluck, and something seems to be going on. People are falling to the ground and appear to be in pain. I just got here myself. Uh yes? Alright, thank you.” She hung up then, looking at the other guy, “so hopefully someone’s going to come help everyone. Though that was a pretty strange call. She asked if the hurt people appeared to be human, that’s a bit odd, right?” 

Milo stepped a few feet away, telling the operator the situation--while he wasn’t aware of what was in the punch, but knowing the majority of the town was Supernatural he warned them it could very well be a poisoning. Which to what knowledge he had of what could be used as weapons against them, this seemed to be fitting a few bills. It wasn’t much, but it might be enough for them to help out. Once the call ended, he looked back to the woman beside him. “I’d say they’d be here soon, given this many people it’s odd they didn’t have a few cops on site.” He noted, knowing the town typically didn’t take precautions as such, but given the recent history--it was surprising. He perked up at her comment, he chuckled lightly, she was mortal. That was cute, she was blissfully unaware and he hoped she could stay that way. “No, it’s not. This town as a reputation for strange things. Rumors say witches from the trials fled here and well, the rest is history. Since then rumors of werewolves, witches, vampire, and even more recently merpeople have come about. Some people still believe in the legends and well, you can’t be too careful.”

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Milo lowered his book, he offered to cover the store while his mother was at lunch, but when the door opened a sense of dread washed over him. He’d sworn off spells and that wasn’t going to change now.“If you are looking for some actual help, they will be back in a few minutes, but I can offer a suggestion in the mean time.”

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coffeycomics‌:

Erin arrived late and stressed out. She had considered not showing up at all, but she’d made this whole blasted thing of mac and cheese, and late or not this was a good arena to promote the opening of her store. At least she thought it would be until she came in and saw people collapsing onto the floor in pain all over the locale. “The fuck…” she muttered, looking around. She had no idea what was going on, but it didn’t look good. “Hey, what’s going on?” she asked the closest person, “has anyone called 911?” 

Milo had arrived late, he had considered not going, but after a long shift the idea of free home made food sounded are too heavenly to pass up. He had just placed the box of cookies he’d picked up on the way on the table when the first person went down. He looked to the commotion only to see another, a sigh escaped him as realized some more of the town’s regular scheduled bullshit was upon the gathering. “Call them anyway,” he told her as he pulled out his own phone. “I believe we will need all the help we can get.”