"Bonjour!" you tap your knuckles against the bare counter of this small store, in hopes to get an answer. You'd never seen a place be so desolate and quiet like this! it unnerved you somewhere within your hopeful soul, but you called once again "Bonjour?" Hopefully, this file still bared a merchant of sorts, it would make your search much MUCH easier.
The merchant had been resting when the other entered the shop, not waking until he heard the voice call out a second time. A customer?... he made a motion to try and move off of the bed but it only ended up in him letting out a pained sound. He couldnt just leave a customer waiting. He of course wanted the credits but it was in his code... his only purpose to sell items to those who needed.He supposed he could invite others back to make purchases...but.. he didn't want to allow others to see him in such a state. After a few moments zacharie moved to sit up, though he let out another pained sound a bit louder then the first, his heavily bandaged body disagreeing with his movements. This wasn't supposed to happen.