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The Shopkeeper's Daughter: Act 2
Characters: Lots!
Where: The hospital; the shopkeeper's shop; just outside the Chocobo Farm; in the wilderness; on the plateau.
When: September 12-13
Summary: It's time for The Shopkeeper's Daughter to get properly underway. Here we have act 2!
Warnings: Possibly some violence...
Overture
It’s market day in Aqures Ixen. People stream out of their homes and into the common areas, carrying all kinds of items, for bartering is just as popular on these days as buying things outright. Market days always bring with them a special kind of energy. Anything is possible on these days. One never knows what treasures one might find for sale. Except, of course, for Baltoro’s Blooms.
Where: The hospital; the shopkeeper's shop; just outside the Chocobo Farm; in the wilderness; on the plateau.
When: September 12-13
Summary: It's time for The Shopkeeper's Daughter to get properly underway. Here we have act 2!
Warnings: Possibly some violence...
Overture
It’s market day in Aqures Ixen. People stream out of their homes and into the common areas, carrying all kinds of items, for bartering is just as popular on these days as buying things outright. Market days always bring with them a special kind of energy. Anything is possible on these days. One never knows what treasures one might find for sale. Except, of course, for Baltoro’s Blooms.
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"Ib? I suppose the Lady B'nargin sent you?" He steps out of Ib's way, closing the door behind her. "You don't...happen to have the seed?"
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"No..."
But she hastily continues.
"But don't worry! Everyone is looking for it! They'll definitely find it, okay? So everything will be okay."
Ib just won't even consider the possibility of everyone failing. Not when there's so many heroes working on this. Not when there's an innocent life at stake.
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He leads Ib into the back of the shop, revealing his daughter's sickbed surrounded by luscious drapery. The air is heavy with incense, but just underneath is the sickly sweet smell of illness. "You came at a good time. She's lucid."
The girl looks over at her visitor, what were once bright green eyes now cloudy and milky white. "Who is it? Is it Ashe?"
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"I'm Ib. I'm friends with Ashe. I came to visit you."
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"Yeah. Well, at least that's what Rose tells me. I think a lot of the other heroes are much better at it though."
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"No, I'm nothing like that. And Rose is my friend. She's a moogle."