1st Partridge [Action][Let's not realize we're trapped in Luceti]

[pearheaded]

[Luceti seems so calm right now. Active, but silently making white noise over the treetops around them—Ian's favorite type of place. And it was a good thing, too: no one is in need of money more than this guy well, had someone actually told him things were free and he couldn't leave, anyway. He has a blanket laid out, and a bag sat right in the middle. Full of little powder-filled glasses, freshly made and found in his stuff at the item shop, as well as his awesome clothes (note: not really). This medicine was his usual method of getting cash, when his pockets were empty. Granted, some people might not ever use his medicine if they knew what was in it, but what they can't know won't hurt 'em! In fact, it'll heal 'em! 8D

Oh yeah, and he left his journal in a bush in the forest, by accident. Whoops. He'll be sure to get that when he realizes it could help him.]

Wonderful people of—

[...oooone second. He looks at his hand and carefully tries not to make an ass of himself.]

Wonderful people of Loo-ket-ey! Feeling like curing your poor injured shoulder? Got a broken collarbone in need of fixing up? Lost a limb in a bar fight? Then look no further than here!

[Motioning to the bag laid out in front of him with the shit-eatingest grin he can perform. Shiny vials and powders glint in the sun! Glinty glint glint!]

With this medicine, your unhealed physical injuries will go bye-bye in minutes, seconds even, depending on the size! Just a simple payment of 19.99 will give you guys the best bandages anyone could ever ask for: the kind that don't need to be used at all! Don't know what to get your mother for her birthday? How about the sweet taste of insta-cut-healing! Papa getting too crazy with that hacksaw? Insure yourself so he'll have all of his fingers in the future!

Come on, you can't refuse such a cheap offer, can you?

[...Wow, these people aren't really caring that much. Same ol', same ol'.]

...o-or not...

[Why, go ahead and fill him in on what the hell Luceti even is. Cause as far as he's considered, he's stuck in a village in his world and needs to get back to the one his pals are in. Such is the life of a dense idiot.]

Comments

[godbent]

[Okay she was just walking but who can ignore that. She settles and watches and... well damn]

So, 20, huh? Is that American dollars?

[pearheaded]

Yu—wait, no.



What's a American?

[You people and your weird questions and your funny hair ribbons.]

[godbent]

[I will have you know these ribbons are the best things ever.]

...Then 20 what? And what's more, how are you intending to charge that if you don't even know the currency in use here?

[pearheaded]

They're dollars everywhere though...I've never heard of such a thing as another currency besides that... unless people sprung something new on me the last 50 years I don't know about yet...?

[godbent]

[...] Well here in Luceti, there's no currency at all, but back on Earth - where I'm from - there's tons of different ones in use in all sorts of different countries. If you're going to try to be a merchant in a place with no sort of money-based economy you should at least think ahead far enough to not be tripped up by basic questions like this! What are you even doing, anyway?! Jeez.

[pearheaded]

...

[pearheaded]

Oooooh, so that's how you pronounce the name of this place!

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[godbent]

Haaaah?

[godbent]

You're trying to sell us things without even knowing that?!

[pearheaded]

W-well, a place is a place, isn't it? And places need things! So I sell these things to places!

I thing—ah, think.

[godbent]

Well duh. But in a place where there's no money if you're going to try to sell something you need to rethink your angle.

[This comes complete with her putting her hands on her hips and shaking her head]

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[pearheaded]

You don't have any money here?

W-wow... I... I'm sorry.... I know some places tend to get poor sometimes, but I had no idea people were struggling so much...

[pearheaded]

[SOB]

And here I am asking so much from people who have so little... What kind of awful person am I??

[godbent]

[Wait. What.

....Okay that's a fair assumption but she just laughs awkwardly before-]

I mean that there's no money because there's no need for it. Everything except specialty goods are provided all the time for free.

[pearheaded]

Ah, you're all so amazing, making due with what you have. I think a lot of people could learn from your example, miss...!

[Whelp.]

[godbent]

Are you even listening to me?! I meant free for everyone! Have you even taken note of the fact that everyone here - including you - has wings on their back?!

[As she makes this point, she flaps her own BRIGHT YELLOW it might blind you from the glare of the sun wings and then turns around, pulling back her hair to show the back of her neck and jabs roughly at where the barcode should be]

Or this on their neck?!

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[pearheaded]

...Wings...?

[pearheaded]

[wait lemme get a look at yours





and then a look at mine]

[pearheaded]

[ ]

[pearheaded]

OH MY GOD I HAVE WINGS!!!

WHY DO I HAVE WINGS?!

WHAT'S GOING ON?!?!?

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[godbent]

[Wha- stumbling back, surprised.]

[godbent]

YOU JUST NOTICED?!

[pearheaded]

[PANIC SOME MORE!!!!]

I NOTICED OTHER PEOPLE HAD THEM BUT I THOUGHT IT WAS SOME WEIRD VILLAGE FAD OR SOMETHING!!

AM I DEAD?!?

THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE BECAUSE I'M YOUNG AND SPRY!!

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[godbent]

YOU'RE NOT DEAD!

[godbent]

[And then comes the finger jab into his chest and the accusations]

Why does everyone always think that?! No! No! You're not dead this is just some weird other world called Luceti in which everyone is randomly given wings when they show up!