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Post by Darian Silas on Jan 30, 2013 21:59:48 GMT -5
"Well, that should do it." Darian grinned, having made the last of his adjustments to his shop. He'd gotten an apartment just above the store, in one of the lesser walked parts of town. It'd be private enough for him to work, but still be IN Vegas in case there was trouble.
Of course, he'd already set up some advertisements in the appropriate channels for his work. PlaMonsters, Rings, all he needed was for someone to bring their own magic stone. It'd be a lot easier once he had his own stock, but for now, he'd have to deal with hoping people had access to good quality stone.
So, after setting a few PlaMonsters on the shelves with their rings resting next to them, and some magical defenses to make sure no one walked out with them (they were display only, after all), he settled in behind the counter, crafting the metal bases of some Rings.
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Post by Alastor/Momo/Mikuru/Satoshi on Jan 30, 2013 22:07:25 GMT -5
Alastor, smoking a pipe, walked into the shop. He took one quick look around and nodded before strolling over to the front counter.
He removed his shades before leaning atop the front counter, blowing smoke into Darian's face.
"Hello there, my fine sir," he smiled charismatically, "Are you the owner of this little shop?"
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Post by Darian Silas on Jan 30, 2013 22:11:24 GMT -5
The blonde looked up at the man who came in, putting on his best smile in return. "Hello, and that I am. Welcome to Silas' Rings and Artificing." He got up from the crafting bench behind the counter, resting his hands on the counter.
"How can I help you?"
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Post by Alastor/Momo/Mikuru/Satoshi on Jan 30, 2013 22:13:04 GMT -5
"Just browsing," he blew a few smoke rings, "Have anything of particular interest?"
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Post by Darian Silas on Jan 30, 2013 22:19:47 GMT -5
Darian hmmed softly, looking at his admittedly limited selection. But one didn't start a store with -nothing- to offer.
"Well, I've only just opened shop, so I'm limited to what I was able to bring with me till I get some more stone. I do have some PlaMonsters for sale, though, along with some Magic rings. I can make something a bit fancier by request though, as long as you can provide the magic stone for me to work with."
Of course, as he spoke, something rather interesting turned up, hopping up onto the counter. A PlaMonster, but a very big, and much more articulated one, that resembled a two-tailed, long eared housecat, it's form green, with blue stone accenting, except for the gem on its forehead that glowed as it "sniffed" at Alastor, a ring slotted in the back of its head to keep it animate.
Its arrival got Darian to blink, and pick it up, trying to put it back down on the floor. "Down, Carbuncle. I'm busy."
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Post by Alastor/Momo/Mikuru/Satoshi on Jan 30, 2013 22:26:53 GMT -5
"A Carbuncle, eh?" Alastor grinned, "That's interesting. I haven't seen a PlaMonster like that one before."
He reached into his pockets and felt his rings rattle around. He wasn't really interested in any new magic rings. The only people he trusted with his ring crafting were the Wajimas.
Still he was curious about the man. And when Alastor was curious about something, he had just to satisfy that curiosity.
"So Mr. Ring-maker, who did you study your craft under?"
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Post by Darian Silas on Jan 30, 2013 22:36:36 GMT -5
Darian's expected that question, adjusting his shirt a little. "My father is Markus Silas, out of Newburyport, Maine. The Silas family has been working with Wizards in the New England area for a very long time. And I decided to head out west to try my luck out here."
He then looked down at Hunter Carbuncle. "And they don't make PlaMonsters like Carbuncle anymore."
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Post by Alastor/Momo/Mikuru/Satoshi on Jan 30, 2013 22:47:35 GMT -5
"I see," Alastor scratched his chin, "I'm sorry to say, but i've never heard of the Silas family. No need to sound disrespectful, but i mainly travel around Europe and Asia so it makes sense i wouldn't have heard of your New England operation."
He looked down at Carbuncle and asked, "How much do you want for him?"
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Post by Darian Silas on Jan 30, 2013 22:49:08 GMT -5
"No, it makes sense. It's part of the reason I headed out on my own."
Darian shook his head, as Carbuncle hopped back up on the counter, "sniffing" Alastor again, the magic stone in its forehead probably reacting to Alastor's rings.
"I'm afraid he's not for sale. He's a family heirloom."
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Post by Alastor/Momo/Mikuru/Satoshi on Jan 30, 2013 22:54:13 GMT -5
Alastor nodded, "That's cool. Say do you happen to be a wizard?"
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Post by Darian Silas on Jan 30, 2013 22:56:07 GMT -5
Darian blinked, straightening up a little, the question seeming a little out of the blue. "Yeah, actually, though I focus more on ringcrafting and such unless there's trouble."
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Post by Alastor/Momo/Mikuru/Satoshi on Jan 30, 2013 22:56:53 GMT -5
"Mind suiting up for me?"
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Post by Darian Silas on Jan 30, 2013 23:01:14 GMT -5
"I suppose I could... sure, at least it'd show I know my stuff."
Darian shrugs, slipping on his BuilRing, holding it over his waist as Carbuncle scooted away a little. After a moment, as the ring glowed, his BuilDriver appeared. "Driver On! Artifice!" The man incanted, and as he held his ringed hand forward, a yellow magic seal rose up over him, transforming him into Kamen Rider Artifice, before Carbuncle sprung over to perch across his shoulders.
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Post by Alastor/Momo/Mikuru/Satoshi on Jan 30, 2013 23:24:41 GMT -5
Alastor chuckled, "You look like a big bee."
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Post by Darian Silas on Jan 30, 2013 23:26:16 GMT -5
Artifice crossed his arms, shrugging a little. "I've noticed a slight bug trend with Wizards when we suit up, actually. Big 'eyes', sometime we have antennae. Guess it's just a stylistic thing."
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