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[The feed comes on showing the interior of a rather bookish shop, and there's little doubt of the sort of wares on offer. The visible shelves hold potions, trinkets, ritual objects, and all other manner of arcane paraphernalia.]

I appear to have inherited a shop. Cassian Lynch is no longer in Genessia, and his shop - along with all its contents - stands where his subarch was. I can no longer contact any of the other employees, either - which brings us to the purpose of this post.

Cloak and Dagger is closing for renovations, and I find myself in need of employees. I'll still be making potions, but I need someone else who can make other useful artifacts.

If you're interested, contact me over the network here or come by the shop. In the meantime, I've got a lot of inventory to go through...

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[Anyone who happens to drop by the shop will find the front door propped open, and a number of boxes and bags covering pretty much every available surface. Some of their contents are ordinary looking enough - bits of wood, herbs, copies of some rather useful novice-level books, and a few weapons that might be ritual tools, or might be meant for self defense.]

[Then there's the area behind the counter. On racks there are some more interesting items - glowing crystals, potion bottles that are a great deal more ornate than those normally stocked, and... what appears to be a whip in the process of being braided, surrounded by a number of alchemic tools and esoteric materials.]

[The man behind the counter has his back to the door, at present - and he seems to be singing quietly to himself as he flips through a large, handwritten book. If you get close enough to read it, it appears to be perfectly mundane inventory information.]

Rex tremendae majestatis, Qui salvandos salvas Gratis. Salve me, Fons Pietatis. Salve me, Fons Pietatis...

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Lunch is good. I'm sorry I didn't give myself time to make us a bento box.

[Parfait? She has heard of it, but...]

Never. Is it good?

It's basically icecream with fruit and nuts. I can't think of many people that would say they aren't good.

[He pushes one toward her, and fishes a couple of spoons out of his other pocket. Seriously, is there anything he doesn't keep in there?]

Um... Does this one have nuts?

[She picks it up to examine it.]

Because I don't care for nuts very much...

No, but I have some if you'd like to try it with them. Usually they're the bottom and top layers, though some people use granola instead. These have crumbled graham crackers instead - I wish I knew how they're being kept crunchy, but until that seal's broken, they won't get soggy. Seems an odd thing to use magic on to me, but... I guess if you've got all the time in the world and plenty of background mana to work with, it isn't really a waste.

Can I try the one with graham crackers?

[Can't say no to sweet, crunchy graham crackers.]

[He gives her the second one, taking the first back for himself and making a mental note about the nut thing. Never hurts to remember what people do and don't like, after all.]

Have you got any plans for next weekend?

Besides the usual chores? I have nothing planned.

[She takes the cup and spoon, preparing to dig in. Nope, she is not even going to ask how he's storing them.]

Why? Did you want to do something?

[Probably for the best. That way lies madness.]

Well... My birthday was last month. I've been so busy I just completely failed to notice. I thought it might be nice to have a bit of a party - maybe a barbeque. I've been twenty-one for most of a month now.

[He digs in with a little less enthusiasm, but not much. It's a little harder to enjoy a treat when you have it regularly - even moreso when they figured largely in your healing process. Sakuya all but stuffed him with the things.]

Your birthday?
Oh, my goodness, Soma. That won't do.

Please, let me bake you a modest cake.

[Modest means actually normal. It's her effort that counts.]

You can, but I have a feeling Sakuya is going to be handling most of the cooking - and she'll probably make a cake for the party. If you want to make one just for us, that's a different matter. [He smiles, just a bit.] I think I'd like that.

[And a bright smile from her.]

I'll make it modest, yet special. Like in a cute shape or something~

[That gets a chuckle out of him.] No bats. I see enough of those on a regular basis.

How about a heart? Or a cat? A bunny?

[She's sure Nova technology can B.S any number of shapes. All she has to do is actually figure out how to work Nova tech.]

I'll let you pick. As long as it isn't a bat. I can turn into a bat. It'd feel too weird.

[...Come to think of it, she's never seen his bat form, has she?]

You can turn into a bat?

[That's obviously a no.]

Okay! I'll surprise you. Be ready for it~

[Easier to show than to tell. He takes bat form for a few seconds, hovering there for her to get a good look, and then returns to normal.]

[Anastasia gasps!]

Adorable majestic cave puppy!

[She's not wrong.]

Does it hurt to shapeshift?

That... is honestly not the first time I've been called that. You and Mina have a lot in common. [Awkward neck rub is go.] It feels kind of like a sneeze, to be honest, except with your whole body. But the way I do it and the way, say, a werewolf does it are completely different.

[Why does her chest feel funny when he brings up Mina?]

I suppose I won't really understand what it's like until I experience it for myself. I don't think the Halloween trickery counts.

[It's 'The other woman' syndrome. It's probably a good thing no one has taken it into their head to explain modern courtship to her yet.]

Considering what I had to go through to get the ability, I hope you'll forgive me for saying I wish that's a really long time in coming. Unless this place decides to do something weird like swapping our abilities or something, and even then...

I suspect it will do something like that again... Two years in a row, and I think I'm tired of getting turned into a fairy.

[That naughty little boy who stuffed her in a plastic bag, and that cat that tried to hunt her. Traumatic.

A pause...]

...Weren't we doing something?

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