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thenearshore2017-07-31 10:21 pm
tadanokusuriuri) wrote in thenearshore2017-07-31 10:21 pm
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Are you scared of hearing one thing new? [OPEN]
Who: The Medicine Seller and you!
When: Early August (flexible)
Where: Near a temple on the Near Shore
What: Fortune telling! Because normal part time jobs are for squares.
It has not escaped the Medicine Seller's notice that so many other shinki have "part time jobs" to make ends meet, but he's never much seen the sense in them. There's no need to tie himself to commitments that could interfere with his ability to react to a crisis far away, or to go to his goddess's side when needed.
Still, a little bit of extra pocket money doesn't seem to him like a terrible idea. So, on one of his frequent jaunts to the Near Shore, the Medicine Seller can be found sitting on a corner near a large shrine, wearing entirely too many layers of gaudily-colored kimono for the sweltering weather without any apparent discomfort, next to a table with three coins on it and a rather beautifully hand-painted sign:
Palm reading and divination, 500 yen.
On spotting a potential customer, the Medicine Seller smiles and beckons them nearer. "Sit, I bid you. I can see you have questions."
In fairness, more or less everyone does, at most points in their lives.
When: Early August (flexible)
Where: Near a temple on the Near Shore
What: Fortune telling! Because normal part time jobs are for squares.
It has not escaped the Medicine Seller's notice that so many other shinki have "part time jobs" to make ends meet, but he's never much seen the sense in them. There's no need to tie himself to commitments that could interfere with his ability to react to a crisis far away, or to go to his goddess's side when needed.
Still, a little bit of extra pocket money doesn't seem to him like a terrible idea. So, on one of his frequent jaunts to the Near Shore, the Medicine Seller can be found sitting on a corner near a large shrine, wearing entirely too many layers of gaudily-colored kimono for the sweltering weather without any apparent discomfort, next to a table with three coins on it and a rather beautifully hand-painted sign:
Palm reading and divination, 500 yen.
On spotting a potential customer, the Medicine Seller smiles and beckons them nearer. "Sit, I bid you. I can see you have questions."
In fairness, more or less everyone does, at most points in their lives.
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Maybe that's why he's here.
"M'afraid one's all you've to work with, mate." Ronald chuckles, as he adjusts the jacket over his left shoulder. "Taking a bit of a side job then, are we?"