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WHO: Borja + Aristophanes + others?
WHERE: Aristophanes
OPEN/CLOSED: Open to anyone in the area
WHEN: Day 1, early afternoon

[ There's a small cluster of Borja making their way to Aristophanes territory this afternoon. They may or may not know where to go to find who they're looking for among all the unfamiliar buildings, so it's something more of a leisurely stroll than a pointed expedition. ]

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Oh, you're right! Not that long ago and here I go forgetting conversations already.

Can't say I've found any primo spots for people watching yet, or hiding from the curious.

You've managed to find some things, it would seem.

[Reaching out to rub your ruff between his fingers.]

You like? It accentuates my face, which is the best part of me.

Properly dashing. I'll admit to just the dawning hints of jealousy.

[a quick bow]

Thank you, thank you. It feels properly troubadourish.

You should see the state of ours — eaten by moths and similar. Possibly extremely large moths, given the size of the holes.

That's quite a shame, perhaps there's something that could be done about that? If only you knew someone who had access to nicer things to wear.

[grins before getting into an overly dramatic pose on one knee looking to the sky]

But alas, the one you would need to talk to specifically hasn't shown their face, whatever shall we do?

Compose a lament for the unfairness of the world, I imagine.

Or else impose upon the kindness of a charming not-quite-stranger to act as a guide.

Well~ I can't exactly guide you there. That'd be improper. That said~!

You wouldn't happen to have a governess with you, hm?

It would be a poor sort of expedition if we'd come unprepared.

Well then, you ARE prepared. I'll have to do what I can, be back soon!

[aaand just starts dashing off in a random direction, holding his ruff down so it doesn't fly in his face]

[Watches him go, and goes back to idly looking at the stalls.]

[He wanders a little, seemingly bored — touching whatever catches his fancy, until he comes to a stop at an end stall, near an intersection.]

[When he returns he leads you to the straggly purple haired guy.]

You'll want to discuss any trading with him. [nods]

Not me particularly, I'm afraid.

Edited 2014-10-05 23:57 (UTC)

Of course, you would be so kind as to pass it on... from one liason to another.

Most assuredly.

I must confess, though, the clothes are something of a bonus. We'd a simpler exchange in mind to begin.

Oh? You've piqued my curiosity.

You heard my dearest sister's words of wisdom this morning, I trust?

She made something of a spectacle.

Oh! Well, related to the season's goals then...?

We've all the need to let another family feed upon us.

If we were to make a straight exchange, one for one, the both of our houses could cross one task off the list as complete.

Aha, I see! That's an interesting idea. I can say I'm a fan of mutual benefits.

Both of us have the same gain to be made, and it prevents the troublesome business of making other arrangements one by one, later on.

A fine idea, and I can understand why you'd want to get that done as soon as you could. I can't blame you.

It does free up time for all the rest.

A shame you came across me before finding our home, though, eh? Would've been nice to walk in and check off another thing on the to-do list.