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[Chevaleresse]

"It seems to have worked out for you regardless of your misgivings. There are many evil practitioners of dark magic, but not all of them are malignant. In fact, I know. . . She trails off. ". . . disregard that."

[Sl4cker]

Obito takes a quick look around to see what weapons are actually available, before trying to get the group's attention.

"Excuse me, can I speak with whoever is in charge of this shop?"

As she enters, what seems to be an armored knight exits the shop. She sees that weapons of all kinds, from bows to maces to swords, are displayed on many racks. There is armor and shields and such things displayed, as well. The muscular, wheel-chaired man turns to Obito. "You're lookin' at him, miss."

"Hmm... Ill take the blue then should be enough"

John buys the blue tome then looks around for a flak jacket or something similar

The other book disappears. There are no flak jackets in this magical tent, but perhaps other shops might provide something similar.

>[X]Search for the gloomy teenager.

It takes a bit to find him, but he seems to be on the edge of town, near a tree, conversing with an armored fellow.

"It seems to have worked out for you regardless of your misgivings. There are many evil practitioners of dark magic, but not all of them are malignant. In fact, I know. . . She trails off. ". . . disregard that."

Zumiz simply ignores this.

[Empiricist]

>[X]Wait for him to notice, in the meantime, listen in on the conversation.

[Chevaleresse]

The woman sighs ever so faintly. "Well, Zumiz, as always, let me know if you need assistance." As she speaks this, she fades into nothingness once again, her last few words sounding like echoes.

[Corsair]

<Lady luck will provide>
John wanders to other shops and either buys hollow point bullets or a flak jacket, whichever he finds first.

[Sl4cker]

The woman sighs ever so faintly. "Well, Zumiz, as always, let me know if you need assistance." As she speaks this, she fades into nothingness once again, her last few words sounding like echoes.

He sighs, tiredly.

>[X]Wait for him to notice, in the meantime, listen in on the conversation.

"Hm... Sounds rough, bud."
The warrior clenches his fist. "It is... a dreadful feeling, knowing only of battle and not of its reason."
"You seriously don't remember anything?"
He takes out the rose in his hair and holds it upwards. "My only memory is of this rose' importance. I know it is something I must hold dear."
The teen rolls his eye.

<Lady luck will provide>
John wanders to other shops and either buys hollow point bullets or a flak jacket, whichever he finds first.

He barges in to the gun shop, asking for bullets. "Ah... very well, sir. A moment..." The man stands up, opening the creaking door and slinking in. Due to the cramped nature of the room, he is quite close to Nagisa.

[TheBiggerFish]

"Some sort of booster for innate abilities?"

[Corsair]

John stutters slightly and the illusion of a normal, average early 60's MI5 agent shatters to leave, a young very androgynous..guy person with fine features, bright blue eyes and blonde hair that is just long and messy enough to keep everything a bit ambiguous. Being pushed against Nagisa has caused that-which-was-John to blush quite furiously.

"Oh..oh bugger. I uhh uh e...excuse me mmiss."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Ryuto picks one of the sharper, spikier knives that looks like it'd hurt both the wielder and the victim.
"How much for this one?"

[Sl4cker]

Ryuto picks one of the sharper, spikier knives that looks like it'd hurt both the wielder and the victim.
"How much for this one?"

The man looks at him very, very strangely. "... Same price."

"Some sort of booster for innate abilities?"

The old man stretches, and waves his arms, before a metal gauntlet appears in front of him. "We don't carry many of these. They're powerful, but it will cost you."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Ryuto passes over the appropriate amount of gold, taking the knife and bowing modestly.
"Thanks."
He walks out, pocketing the knife, before looking for somewhere to buy armor. As much as Tatsuya could heal from his wounds, Ryuto preferred that his body not be riddled with wounds when he woke up again.

[Empiricist]

>[X]Tap the boy on the shoulder "You owe the shopkeep an apology, he'll give you the books. Turned out we just didn't look our part in his eyes."

[Powder Miner]

After waiting for a little while, Mawr steps inside the purple tent.

[_DivideByZero_]

"Yeeesss... they are quite expensive, however... but quite powerful. I'm afraid you can't see what's on the other side of the door. Employees only, you see. We take requests..."

"Humm..." Nagisa pondered her options, then decided against getting something by request. Inefficient. He decided to get a sidearm instead.
"Do you have a phased plasma pistol in the 40 watt range?"

[Sl4cker]

Ryuto passes over the appropriate amount of gold, taking the knife and bowing modestly.
"Thanks."
He walks out, pocketing the knife, before looking for somewhere to buy armor. As much as Tatsuya could heal from his wounds, Ryuto preferred that his body not be riddled with wounds when he woke up again.

The man grunts in response.

There was armor in the shop he just exited... Maybe the eastern-looking store has some.

>[X]Tap the boy on the shoulder "You owe the shopkeep an apology, he'll give you the books. Turned out we just didn't look our part in his eyes."

"Huh? What do you..." He groans. "I'm not going back in there. That asshole can keep his books. I can manage without them." He folds his arms and turns away.

The knight turns to Joseph. "My apologies. I do not believe we have been introduced. He is called Angelo Abate. I am..." He hesitates, looking embarrassed.

After waiting for a little while, Mawr steps inside the purple tent.

An old hooded man stares. "Welcome."

"Yeeesss... they are quite expensive, however... but quite powerful. I'm afraid you can't see what's on the other side of the door. Employees only, you see. We take requests..."

"Humm..." Nagisa pondered her options, then decided against getting something by request. Inefficient. He decided to get a sidearm instead.
"Do you have a phased plasma pistol in the 40 watt range?"

"Hm... I'm afraid we only deal in ballistics..."