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Our World Is Worth Fighting For
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Wren had come back downstairs, bundled in a coat with her hair no longer disheveled. "Be back whenever," she said as she walked past the kitchen toward a sigil. Not a second later, she warped from the house.
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The location of her warp was a dark room. Shelves were stocked to the brim with items that ranged from mildly conspicuous to downright otherworldly. The Celestial let out a small breath as she materialized inside, not even looking around at the products as she started to walk forward. She knew what she was there for.
"Well, hello there, Sunshine," said the male standing at the register. "Came back to take up my offer?"
Wren crossed her arms. "Which deal?"
"Both. The sale and the coffee date," he leaned on the counter a bit. "Whaddya say?"
"Pass on both," was the answer. It seemed to make him flinch in - mock - offense, but she paid the gesture no mind. "I'm here to collect on that favor."
He looked into the air for a moment before snapping his fingers. "Right, the deal. Yep..." He went under his desk, pulling a pouch from it. "Here we are. Two pure dragon fangs. Straight from a Greater...'s corpse."
"Alright," Wren reached for it, only for the pouch to be moved away from her. "What?"
The male raised an eyebrow. "Now, see I don't do these favors for just anyone. You know why I helped you out, Sunshine."
Wren clicked her tongue. "Yeah, yeah. I'll get Concordia off of your back," the barely contained look of annoyance on her face seemed to amuse him, as evidence by his grin. His very sharp-toothed, predatory-looking grin.
"See, symbiosis," he said, handing her the pouch. "Can I get a kiss with that?"
"Sure. Just learn how to woo a girl and I'm sure she'll pity you enough to do it," Wren said, turning to walk away.
"You hurt me, Wrenner!" He called after her.
"Good," she said back, disappearing into the sigil. She had a few more stops to make for her shopping excursion.
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The location of her warp was a dark room. Shelves were stocked to the brim with items that ranged from mildly conspicuous to downright otherworldly. The Celestial let out a small breath as she materialized inside, not even looking around at the products as she started to walk forward. She knew what she was there for.
"Well, hello there, Sunshine," said the male standing at the register. "Came back to take up my offer?"
Wren crossed her arms. "Which deal?"
"Both. The sale and the coffee date," he leaned on the counter a bit. "Whaddya say?"
"Pass on both," was the answer. It seemed to make him flinch in - mock - offense, but she paid the gesture no mind. "I'm here to collect on that favor."
He looked into the air for a moment before snapping his fingers. "Right, the deal. Yep..." He went under his desk, pulling a pouch from it. "Here we are. Two pure dragon fangs. Straight from a Greater...'s corpse."
"Alright," Wren reached for it, only for the pouch to be moved away from her. "What?"
The male raised an eyebrow. "Now, see I don't do these favors for just anyone. You know why I helped you out, Sunshine."
Wren clicked her tongue. "Yeah, yeah. I'll get Concordia off of your back," the barely contained look of annoyance on her face seemed to amuse him, as evidence by his grin. His very sharp-toothed, predatory-looking grin.
"See, symbiosis," he said, handing her the pouch. "Can I get a kiss with that?"
"Sure. Just learn how to woo a girl and I'm sure she'll pity you enough to do it," Wren said, turning to walk away.
"You hurt me, Wrenner!" He called after her.
"Good," she said back, disappearing into the sigil. She had a few more stops to make for her shopping excursion.