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Hawk Among the Plants

>  @notpurplearrow​ >>  per request

Despite the valiant effort of some shockingly hazy windows, the late afternoon sun still managed to filter into the shop.  Upon entrance, it was immediately entangled in the creeping vines of greenery, but pushed through bravely, long enough to flicker along shelves of crystals, illuminate some rather flighty dust motes, and land upon the dully gleaming bronze register.  

The front door creaked an objection as it was pushed open, and the woman perched on the stool behind the counter didn’t bother to look up at the customer.

“Mind the plants.”  She turned a page in her book.  “They’ve taken to eating their warning signs.”

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"My my, I must admit that you are quite the collector. I might have to search for another manner of business, not that I had one anyway." The warlock laughed, sparks gently pulsing off of his fingertips as he rapped them against the counter. "Tell me you have some belladonna in stock; my stores are running low and you can never have enough nightshade, am I right?" - for Tish

>> source: solicited surprise

Morticia gazed up from the ledger.  The hand, unattached, continued writing in it.  She noted the sparks, but refrained from comment, since they appeared to be doing no damage to her countertop.

“That depends entirely upon the variety, and what one is using it for,” she replied mildly.  “I have belladonna roots, and a blend of the dried leaves and flowers.  Which do you prefer?”

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shh tag dump don’t mind me