Timestamp: Day 45 Tessera (Autumn), 81379 Time of Day: 3:30 am Character: http://shadowlack.com/persona.php?id=810Omi</a> Dress: Navy blue turtleneck, tan cargo jeans, and a pair of black boots, and a oversized whicker basket. Omi entered the market, and took a moment to look around. She is relatively new to the area despite her age. After eavesdropping on a couple of conversations the night before, she figured out that this would be the best place, to do her shopping. She turns to the right, and starts to slowly walk. She eyes each stand carefully, making a mental note of what each one contained. After a few minutes of walking, she finally spots, a paticularly shady looking stand, and walks up to it. She waits for the male to pay attention. After a few minutes, it becomes apparent, that he is purposely ignoring her. She clears her throat,"<span style='color:orange'>Ahem</span>." The shop keeper finally acknowledges her, in a rough tone,"<span style='color:gray'>Yeah, what do you want</span>?" She gives him a disdainful look and replies,"<span style='color:orange'>Yes, I need earthworms, the freshest shrimp you have, and also crawdads</span>." She finishes her list, and waits. He looks at her, and smirks. "<span style='color:gray'>You must be shopping for your husband</span>." She rolls her eyes, and replies,"<span style='color:orange'>No, I am shopping for myself. Will you please just shut your mouth and get what I asked for, please</span>." He looks at her in suprise, and gathers everything. He places the packages on the counter, and says,"<span style='color:gray'>Ma'am that will be $10</span>." She smiles, and hands him his payment, and then picks up her packages, placing them in her whicker basket. She turns to him, and says,"<span style='color:orange'>Thank you perhaps, when I come back next week, you will be a little politer</span>." She quickly turns and walks away.
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td>Hope you don't mind me droping in.... Who:Mejebumu Thupyfqong </td></tr></table> Mejebumu Was walking through, her tail flicking idly, she had just feasted on a young 'dragon, and was browsing through the shops when she came to a stand where a man was getting a elderly 'dragon some earthworms, crawdauds, and shrimp. "<span style='color:gray'>After you are done with her get me some fish heads</span>" she said contently.
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td>Np at all.</td></tr></table> Omi pauses, and turns and look at the female dragon. "<span style='color:orange'>Hello there. I don't suppose you know a good place to fish around here, do you? Oh forgive me, I am Omi. Who might you be</span>?" She looks around, and inspects nearbye stands, to see what they are offering.
She grabs her bag of fish heads and gives the keeper some money. "<span style='color:gray'>A good place...a good place, there is a cooking spot about a mile aay from town, and it is near a stream, there are many fish there.. My name is Mejebumu.</span>" she said. She tossed a fish head into he mouth and began chewing.
Omi smiles, as she watches Mejebumu chew on the fish heads. "<span style='color:orange'>Shall we head over to this stream, and get you perhaps, something a little better than just fish heads to munch on</span>?" She patiently waits for an answer, she typically would like to be fishing already but, today she doesn't mind the delay.
<span style='color:gray'>I'll gladly come with you</span> she said with a grin barely showing her teeth. She munched another fish head and idly flicked her tail.
Omi smiled. "<span style='color:orange'>Do you mind leading the way? It would make sense considering you know there this spot is at. I have enough bait and supplies to prepare meals for us both once I catch some fish</span>." She patiently waits to be pointed in the correct direction.
<span style='color:gray'>ok</span> She said walking in the eastward direction. When she got there, there was a spot to build a fire, and a rushing stream packed with fish
Omi sets her basket down, and pulls out a fishing pole, and decides to try the shrimp first. "<span style='color:orange'>Would you mind building a fire? If you would rather not, I can in a few minutes</span>." She smiles, as she puts the shrimp on her line, and casts her pole into the water. She grins, as she feels the first bite. She waits a moment, and pulls her pole out of the water. She pulls the fish off the line, rebaits her hook, and casts her pole once more.
quickly making a fire, she munches another fish head, she loved them to no end. Puling a piece of grass out of the ground, she ate it.
She smiles. "<span style='color:orange'>Thank you. A couple more fish and I will prepare a meal for us</span>." She pulls her line out of the water, producing another fish. She puts more shrimp, on her hook, she casts her line, and waits patiently. After a few minutes, she feels a bite, and pulls on her line, removes the fish and wraps it gently, then places it in her basket. She then repeats the process. "<span style='color:orange'>Ok time to prepare the fish</span>." She makes quick work, out of cleaning and preparing the fish, and then begins to cook them over the fire.
Watching, so interested with her cooking she lost control of cryokinesis. the water in the stream grew a tall water pillar. It soaked them down, putting the fire out. "<span style='color:gray'>Sorry, I'm a cryokinetic.</span>
Omi looked up, with mild suprise. "<span style='color:orange'>Oh it's no problem, the fish is done anyhow. It is good to see you working on a trade</span>." She pulls a blanket out of her whicker basket, and smiles. She hands it to her, along with a freshly cooked fish. "<span style='color:orange'>You can use the towel to dry off with</span>." She curses quietly to herself, because know her hair is wet. She decides to wait till later to pull it out of it's coif, so that she can properly wash and dry it.
Taking the towel she dried throughly. The chomped down the fish. "<span style='color:gray'>Mmmmmmmm</span>"
She smiles, and eats her fish slowly, enjoying every tasty bite of it. "<span style='color:orange'>I am glad you like it. It has been years since, I cooked for just myself</span>."
"<span style='color:gray'>I must be going, I have a...'hunt'</span>" she said waving to her and walking off.
