RP Starter. (Busy day)
In the long bazar hallway Merchant sits at their booth,made of wood and easily transportable for when they eventually move. It has long moss green cloths that act as a roof,some courtains at the back tightly secured to cover the shelves that can only be seen from the front of the stall.
"Merchant's Maginificent Myriad of goods" read the sign that hung just a little further up from the space between the counter and the "ceiling".
Its been a busy day,and Merchant sits on this rudimentary chair with their feet propped up on a box,their fish tail swaying nervously as they take a sip from their tea.
All around her the sound of the masses murmur that mixes with the singing of some of the windchimes shes selling, the clinking of metal from some of the armor displayed as it makes contact with more of its kind and the other displayed curious click and bump into eachother with the breeze.
Stressfull is the Word for it
The smell of herbs coming from one of the baskets filled with herbs and tea,and the dry,earthy scent of the flour and grains that shes selling by the pound. Most of it its gone but the smell still lingers.
Jerico's life was perfect the way it is now,overflowing with coin from a succesful day. Simply she awaits for their Next costumer, somebody would come to ask for something and re-start the frantic work order xey have been experiencing all day.
He stretches out their muscles of metal strands and wires,you can almost hear them creak.
How did doctor carmilla manage to make these artificial parts of herself unable to rust with their blood? Its both impressive and morbid.
But there they sit,the gills at the back of their ears twitching like the ears of a bored cat. Simply in wait.
