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| Topic Started: Sep 3 2015, 10:43 PM (263 Views) | |
| Daine | Sep 3 2015, 10:43 PM Post #1 |
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Magnolia was a rather different sort of place than Ayn was used to, he’d been to a good number of cities where things seemed to be divided up into numerous areas such as a trade district and a place where the poorer people gathered but from what he could see of Magnolia everything seemed rather uniform. Sure there were areas where certain things were more common such as more shops around the main central street and more grand housing near the canals, but honestly from the hour or so he’d been wandering the city, he had yet to find anything he could call a shady back alley or a slum like road. He had entered the city earlier that day on his journey; his plan was to hopefully fill his pockets a little more, part of him wanted to see if he could pick some pockets to see how full he could get his coffers but he just wasn’t in the mood, there was little fun and excitement about standing near the busiest entrance to the city and doing that when he could poke his head around and undergo a small amount of exploration. After pulling back around to the main street once more, it seemed that Ayn had finished his circle of one part of the town, it was good enough for him to wander what the other sections would be like, but the thought of the encroaching lunch time mummers of his stomach quickly put an end to the thought of too much exploration, instead his mind started going over ideas of how to make cash. There was pick pocketing but once more he just couldn’t be bothered. He disliked the idea of doing anything like that when there wasn’t any risk to it; the other ways were perhaps some small time job or relaying on luck. It didn’t take long to find somewhere that was looking for help; a shop with a large “Help Wanted” sign pasted across the inside of the window made it pretty clear that he maybe had a chance there. From the looks of it the place was a small but well frequented bakers with numerous loaves of bread of all different styles and tastes lined up in the window and the clear view of the back room where an older woman intermittently kneaded dough between nursing her back. Without too much though the half fox opened the door of the shop, the ring of the bell quickly beckoned the woman from her work; she was perhaps just pushing five foot tall with a soft wrinkled face that looked like even her wrinkles always smiled. “I’m here about the help wanted.” Ayn stated, making the ploy of pointing to the large sign in the window in case the woman has hard of hearing or so old he had the memory of a goldfish. In a soft voice she responded. “It’s only a few days, until my daughter returns to town.” Dusting the flour off of her hands, she waited for the response of the teen in front of her, not yet noticing the two twitching spirit like tails behind him. |
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| 栄 Snow | Sep 4 2015, 07:22 AM Post #2 |
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Ashia yawned gently as she walked one of the many streets of Magnolia. Dressed in her usual attire, though her long sleeves had been rolled up to her elbows as it was a bit warm out. She was on her way to a bakery to get some bread having run out of the last she had this morning. Her head moved left and right as she glanced at the various stores around her, the brunette never really having explored Magnolia even though she currently lived here. Smiling a little she kept walking before coming across a bakery with a help wanted sign, her eyebrow raising. It would mean a little extra money aside from guild work and maybe even discount baked goods which was always handy. The slender woman soon opening the door and stepping inside. As she did so she nearly stepped into a man who was close to the entrance, she dodged him and was more or less standing next to him now just after he spoke. The woman, the owner presumably noticed her, "Oh are you here to help too? How wonderful!" She smiled which took Ashia off guard a little, she nodding quickly. Her gaze soon wandered to the man but most importantly the two tails that swayed harmlessly behind him, attached as well. So, he wasn't completely human. Interesting. The store owner soon stepping from behind the counter with two white aprons for them both, "If one of you could stay at the counter, I'll have the other come with me and give me a hand with the dough." She said softly, smiling at them as she handed them their aprons. Ashia smiled and accepted the one for her, placing it on and tieing it around her waist before looking at the male next to him. "So, counter or dough? Fox boy." She asked with a little smile wondering which store position he was interested in, she didn't particularly mind as she was just being friendly since he got here first |
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| Daine | Sep 4 2015, 07:54 AM Post #3 |
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Ayn was a little surprised to see someone else walk into the store, but then again this was a running bakery so it wasn’t an out of this world occurrence. “Hello.” He mouthed quietly, waiting to hear what the old woman would say next; he wanted the money from the job and being rude wasn’t going to help him much. But things went smoothly enough and before he knew he was being handed an apron. It’s been awhile since he’d worn something like this but it was just tying a knot at the back to keep it on so the half fox simply got on with business and before long he was stood there whiter than any other colour. “My name is Ayn.” He said slightly distastefully; he was well aware he was different but being reminded about it wasn’t the best way to start things off, not that it mattered too much. Offering a hand in a friendly handshake he put his happy face back on, if he would be working here perhaps for two days or so by the sounds of how the old woman had phrased it, then he wasn’t going to try and make enemies from the get go. “I’ll take the back, it doesn’t really matter if I get flour or dough in my hair, nobody’s going to notice.” He noted, making a quick gesture to show how much the old woman had clogged in her grey braids that only became apparent once looking for them. “If you want later on we can swap; I’m not that bothered.” Ayn stated in a very vanilla fashion. He was here to do work and he hadn’t much in the way of excitement to peak him onto his foolish high. Moving to the back of the shop, he was able to now clearly see the large bread ovens on one side of the room and the many baskets and pots filled with all the specific ingredients they may need for the task. Waddling over the old woman gave the teen a once over with her aged eyes, glancing at the tails for half a second longer than anything else but leaving the questions unasked. “Well in the morning I make the stock bread out in the cases, that’s usually when it’s busiest, but now it calms down a lot.” The old woman informed him, pulling a pot of flour out from one of the shelves next the workbench in the middle of the room; after dusting her area with the powder she continued on with her lesson of sorts. “Dear can you come back here?” She beckoned to Ashia, waiting patiently for the woman to make her way into the back room. “I’m just explaining the daily routine; I’m hoping that you’ll both stay for three days if that’s fine. If either of you need lodging I have a few spare rooms since my children moved out.” The elderly woman was obvious kindly and her compassion seeped into all her words. Pulling yet another pot of flour from one of the shelves she gestured for Ayn to pass a large bowl over which he did quickly, waiting for her to continue. “In the morning if you’re still here it’s generally busy so I get the majority of the bread ready before opening up. That takes a while but after the rush things calm down. Enough for me to start on the special orders like this one.” With that she emptied the flour into the bowl and a few measures of water and sugar before placing it on the side of the counter ready for kneading. “The special orders are a little more time consuming and after I’ve finished them we bake them over lunch break and deliver them afterwards. We close early in the day so you kids can do what you want after that.” With that said and done the woman emptied the bowl and started kneading the large bolus of dough before splitting it in two and handing one half to the white haired half fox to copy her actions. “Also dear, there is a price chart by the register. If you have any problems I’m here if you need me.” With the work began. Ayn had never made bread before, when he had lived at home most of the time they had things brought to the house in exchange for his father’s service and any food that was made wasn’t the sort that they’d sell. So being a whole new experience for him, Ayn’s interest piqued. Each movement of the old lady he tried to replicate if not much slower. “Is this alright?” he asked a good few minutes after she had finished the previous loaf and had started on the next batch. Her scrutiny rest upon his kneaded dough. Giving it a prod and another once over she finally nodded giving Ayn the permission to place it ready to sizing up and eventual baking. “Give me a minute to rest my old bones.” She said, giving Ayn the chance to poke his head out from the back room to see how his companion was going on with her dirties. From the small talk he’d had with the old lady, he was sure their break was coming up soon so he’d get to enquire about her during that time. |
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| 栄 Snow | Sep 7 2015, 06:09 AM Post #4 |
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The male replied, oddly at first but he seemed alright though Ashia had an idea he didn't take too kindly to her presence. She didn't really care, but she remained still and calm. He introduced himself as Ayn before saying he'd take the back. Ash nodded gently, "Very well then. I'm Ashia, by the way." She said both to Ayn and the old woman who soon led Ayn to the back, Ashia followed but paused at the counter and looked down towards the back. She watching as the old woman explained to Ayn before she too followed as the old woman called for her. She explained the routine more or less and stated she had spare rooms if they wished to stay. That was kind of her but Ashia didn't need a lodging, especially from a stranger even if she was an old, but friendly, woman. "Thank you, but I'll be fine for a room. I have my own place." Ash said in kind, smiling as the old woman nodded gently before she proceeded on. The rush was in the morning which was to be expected though things calmed down after that. Ash payed attention as the woman explained, it was simple enough really. Smiling Ash nodded in reply to the old woman and made her way back to behind the counter, rolling up her sleeves as she stood, watching the back from the front. With a little sigh, she turned around and found the price chart. Ashia frowned when she read the numbers, they were surprisngly cheap. Perhaps a little too cheap. With these prices, how was she able to keep this bakery? Depending on the rush maybe, since by the sounds of it she did get business though no wonder with such cheap prices. It was concerning though that she was somehow surviving with these low prices, perhaps her children helped her. That seemed likely but a business was costly. Frowning, she placed the price chart down as a customer entered. A woman entered, perhaps mid thirties, she seemingly in a bit of a hurry. The woman smiled at Ash before asking for two loaves of wholegrain. Nodding gently, Ash placed on some plastic gloves from under the counter and moved to a stand of bread, picking two wholegrain loves before taking them to the counter and placing them on the board and sticking a thin plastic bag over each before they went into a larger carrying bag. She felt a bit guilty saying the price, "That's four-hundred and fifty, thank you." Ashia said with a smile, the woman clearly surprised but paying the low amount. Seems they both knew that it was rather cheap. The woman paid and left with a smile and her bread, leaving Ashia to stand at the counter as she turned slowly to face the back. |
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| Daine | Sep 8 2015, 12:02 PM Post #5 |
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Ayn managed to look out at about the time the woman was finishing her sale, and stayed long enough for her to turn and see him. “Hi again.” Ayn said at a bit of a loss on what to say, small talk wasn’t his department and going into a larger topic would mean that they’d never get the bread finished before the break. “How’s it going out there?” He finally managed to come up with, it was nothing special in terms of questions but more than he thought he’d have been able to do. “Oh; there’s a problem with this order.” A voice from the back called out, glancing over his shoulder his head still stuck around the door and visible, he looked towards the old woman who’d already moved from her seat to pull out the final few ingredients for what he gathered was a larger order due to the amount of small barrels of flour on the counter. “Is everything alright?” Ayn asked, finally pulling himself out of the door way to move back over to his previous position, glancing down at the order sheet, curious what was wrong. To his untrained eyes everything seemed fine, but the old woman kept tapping the table with a rasping fashion, intermittently placing her hand on her confused furrowed brow. “This just isn’t right. This won’t do.” She said, shuffling out of the back room into the main counter area, giving a nervous smile to the woman behind the counter before making her way over to the main door and flipping the sign to ‘Closed for Lunch’. Ayn, picked up the order sheet and followed his short term employer out to the front of the shop, he’d already amassed enough flour on himself to make his own good sized loaf of bread already, but the intrigue about what was going on over the order overruled his care about being free of flour. “What’s going on anyway?” Ayn asked, removing his apron and placing it on one of the hooks by the side of the door into the back room. The elderly woman prodded her temple thinking through whatever situation was going on but to no avail. “Sorry; usually my daughter handles this.” With the her small legs went into overdrive as she hurried across the main floor, pulling up her apron and dress with both hands to make it easier to move around. It didn’t take her long to steam past the half fox almost catching him off guard and tripping him; but being close enough to the door frame there was little in the way of foul. “Do you have any idea?” He asked Ash, looking confused about the whole situation and curious to see if she had any more insight into the mind of a woman than she did. From the back room he could hear the woman moving around, bashing some tins together as she moved objects and rattled around metallic spoons and bread trays as the elderly woman searched for an idea. “No use…” The woman finally admitted, revealing herself back to the main part of the shop covered in even more flour than previously. “I’ll need you two to go on an errand for me, it’s up over the other side of the city. Just say their order was wrong.” She said, pulling out a pencil from a pocket and tracing a generalised map onto a piece of greaseproof paper. Handing the map to the elder of the pair, the woman proceeded to user the Half fox out of the door with a surprising amount of strength. “Quickly now.” She continued leaving Ayn stood on the edge of the street as he waited for the other woman he had been working with to exit of her own free will. “Well this is strange.” Ayn said, letting a Pergrandian curse word fly and he sneezed himself up a cloud of white flour dust. |
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| 栄 Snow | Sep 12 2015, 06:53 AM Post #6 |
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Ayn soon appeared and asked how things were going, the female nodded slightly. "Pretty easy to be honest, at least for now." Ashia responded before she turned her attention to the old woman, apparrently there was something wrong with an order. Ash following Ayn to investigate the problem, Ayn asking what the problem was or at least similar to those lines. The old woman didn't exactly say, instead she seemed to be in her own little world for the moment as she shuffled about with a worried look. Ayn was just as confused it seemed, the two following the old woman back to the front of the store. Again, the woman didn't reveal much except that her daughter handled this, whatever 'this' was. Ashia was starting to get a little annoyed, the issue wasn't the woman but rather her not telling them what the problem was straight away instead of moving about all worried. She sighed a little before looking at Ayn and shaking her head in response to his question of whether she had any idea of what this problem was. Soon the noise of pans and metallic objects was heard as the woman began searching in the back before she finally approached them and told them the problem. Sort of. Not really. What the old woman did tell them was that the two of them had to go on an errand to the other side of the city to tell someone their order was wrong before she drew a map and handed it to Ashia and ushering them out of the door, wanting them to be quick. She exited after the woman had pushed Ayn outside, smiling to the old woman as she left and stepped onto the street. Ashia looked at Ayn, hearing him curse in an unfamiliar language. He was odd, not including the fact he was some sort of fox-human hybrid, but odd in a good way. She smirked and shook her head before looking at the map. "Well, whatever it is ... We better start going, this way it seems." Ashia soon said as she turned and began to lead the way to wherever it was they were going. As they walked, she turned her head to Ayn and asked him something. "So what are you? You're a fox-human hybrid, that much is apparent. Can't say I've ever seen one before, I doubt they're a common sight. If what I said earlier offended you, I'm sorry, I was merely joking about." Edited by Snow, Sep 12 2015, 06:54 AM.
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| Daine | Sep 16 2015, 09:28 PM Post #7 |
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Ayn a little too lost in the situation to even start trying to figure out what direction they needed to head for looked at Ashia in a hopeful fashion, by the sounds of what they were talking about earlier with living arrangements, she’d seen a little more of the city than he had and it sounded like she lived in the general area. Luckily enough she started to lead the way giving Ayn time to walk mindlessly behind her heels and thing through the situation. From what he could piece together it was something about a wrong order, perhaps an expensive order than had something go awry in the billing department or when it was meant to be done for. From what he could see of the woman, she was skilled enough at the baking side and with enough pots of different things he’d never even heard of to have the stuff for any bready eventuality. “Huh?” He said, perking up as he realised that he was being spoken to. It took a few quick blinks to bring his mind back around and filling in a few blanks that he’d phased out from but he ended up getting the jist of the question. “Kind of, My mother well.” Pointing towards the tails with a look that basically said the story was long and a little complex for even him to know all of the details. “Well half something yeah, I grew up with my father so I may have these but I’m not utterly different than everyone else.” He shrugged at, it had come up a few times in general conversation with other people a few times, many of the questions were very narrow minded or had a hint that he didn’t act like a human should, some people had even thought he was some sort of beast. “There was a bit of stigma about it where I came from, It’s not anything I’m bothered about. But from time to time it hits a nerve.” The shrugging continued, he didn’t really have much of an idea of how to answer the question fully. Turning the conversation to another point, he moved from the inflection to asking about his companion. “So what about you? Do you live around here or like me are you just passing through?” Ayn asked in a flat tone, a little more interested in the town around him and changing the topic than really learning any definitive answer. It was clear to see. |
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| 栄 Snow | Sep 20 2015, 10:50 AM Post #8 |
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It seemed Ayn hadn't been paying attention, he seemed to be mulling over what they were doing. Though after Ashia had spoken he seemed to regain himself and explain that he was half something, it appearing as though his mother was some sort of fox-like being. As Ashia could imagine it appeared to be a bit of a touchy subject seeing as how Ayn wasn't completely human, whilst he said it didn't bother him it still hit a nerve at times which was only natural. Being different as a child could cause such a thing, she smiled at him gently as he soon asked about her. "You're still a person at the end of the day, a person with fox tails but a person nonetheless." She said gently before nodding softly at his question. "Yeah I live in Magnolia, not that far from here actually. There's not much to say about me really, I'm pretty normal except for the whole Magic thing but I guess that's a normal thing now." She chuckled softly. Ayn didn't need to know of her past and Ashia wasn't going to tell him or anyone for that matter. It was her past, her issue. She was perfectly normal. Ash kept walking as she followed the map, thankfully it was a sunny day so they didn't have to rush as much to avoid rain. They weren't even half way to their intended destination, as it was on the other side of town so they'd be walking a fair bit. "Not sure how long it'll take us to get to this place, thankfully it's not raining." Ash said, partly to Ayn and partly to herself. "Any clue as to what the problem may be, you were in the back more than me." She'd then proceed to ask seeing if Ayn knew anything at all. |
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| 竜 Mazohyst | Oct 23 2015, 08:16 PM Post #9 |
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