[h1][b][i][color=3333FF][center]Alcander Mires[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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[color=3333FF]Location:[/color] Best Exotic Hotel, dining area.
[color=3333FF]Interacting with:[/color] Himself, Jaya, [@Salrynn][@Aewin] 
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Al slipped past the group and made his way into town, opening up the buttons on his shirt and letting the warm air and sun warm him up from the inside. The grecian stepped back into the hub-bub of daily Indian life, traversing crowds and farm animals, keeping his distance from traffic. He smiled at himself as he walked, leaving his fellow hotel mates behind. He was doing what he did best, he thought with a certain melancholy. Doing things that were of no import to others but, he enjoyed them. And at the end of the day, he knew it was what was important. Suddenly he had an inspiration. He found his way into a familiar neighborhood, and decided he'd go visit a friend. 

A small store connected to an abandoned apartment loomed along the street, ramshackle but sturdy. It was right across from a local food mart. Half the time Alcander walked in and no one else was in there, which explained how excitable the owner was if Al presented any kind of business. Paraphernalia were stacked behind the big windows, just below the John Wayne and Terminator 2 poster covers. Al stepped into Jaya's junk shop. 

The owner of the store, Jaya, was at the latter half of middle age. He had a wrinkled but happy face, always. Alcander enjoyed hanging out with him. In fact he loved doing that with many of the locals, like Ananya. He found how different they were amusing, but not in a mocking way. It was quite endearing how polite and unapologetically themselves they often were.

"My fiend, Al! Yes! Yes! Come in!" he said, making his way out of the back counter and heading over to Alcander. The thing about Jaya was that he could be a bit handsy. He grabbed Alcander by the shoulders as he spoke. "Yes yes. Good morning to you, friend!" he said, and placed his arm around Alcander's shoulder, presenting the store to him as if Al had never been there before. "Many things! Many things for you today!" 
"[color=0054a6]I'm not made of money, Jaya.[/color]" he said, pulling away and smiling. "No matter! No matter! Always glad have you here. Help me english, yes yes." Jaya answered.  

The room was filled with what most people would consider junk. Shelves along the walls and shelves for makeshift aisles were stacked full of various trinkets, movies, comics, books. Most of it was extremely outdated, as if Alcander had walked back into the 1980's. Jaya's words slipped into Al's ears as he started to survey the room. He never thought he'd think it, but he needed to take Jaya's example. He'd thumb through his language dictionary when he made it back to the hotel. 

As he waded through the piles of things, he found a particularly old spiderman comic from the 1960's. He reached over and held it gingerly. It looked like it could sell for an huge price back in the states. "How have you been, friend Al?" Jaya asked him as the young man put the comic down. He walked around some more, dark eyes gazing to and fro nonchalantly. "[color=0054a6]I have a birthday coming up.[/color]" he replied. "Oh, friends to celebrate with?" Jaya asked. "[color=0054a6]Maybe a few.[/color]" he said, not even sure if he was telling the truth with that statement. "I have pretty girl for you. I introduce!" Alcander smiled to himself. "[color=0054a6]I'd rather get a discount on something here...[/color]" 
"Ooooooh" Jaya said, shaking his head. "This I cannot do. You see friend, when a man owns store-" 

As he spoke, Alcander took another step, but before his foot hit the ground, he saw something within the pile of 1970's action flicks. "[color=0054a6]What?[/color]" he asked aloud. That was odd in and of itself. He was often inquisitive but never vocal about it. But now... he reached forward, lifting up a copy of the 2013 Riddick movie. Region 1 DVD. It wasn't even opened yet, made in this past decade and everything! "[color=0054a6]Jaya, where'd you get this?[/color]" Al asked, interrupting the man who seemed to be talking more to himself than Al. The owner made his way over. "Oh, this new." 
"[color=0054a6]How did you get this?[/color]" Jaya hesitated, looking for the word. "...Borrowed." 

"[color=0054a6]What? You borrowed this?[/color]" Al asked incredulously. "Man came in store week ago. Told me he borrowed this from friend, sell it to me." "[color=0054a6]Who was it?[/color]" Jaya shrugged. "Never seen him before." he replied, then beamed. "You like? 200 Rupees, just for you."
Alcander knew that this thing had to have been stolen, but he doubted Jaya did it. He got the vibe Jaya would do most anything for more Rupees, but theft wasn't something Al expected exactly. He'd get it for himself, but he seemed to be out of Region 1 DVD players. "[color=0054a6]I might be back for this.[/color]" he said to Jaya. The owner nodded his square head. "Yes yes, you come back!" he exclaimed. Despite his mellow mood, Al couldn't help but converse a bit more with the bubbly store owner before he made his way further into town. 

Once he grew tired of walking, he decided to relax a bit and headed back to the hotel. He found himself in his room before long, deciding to sit next to the ledge that overlooked the small gardens and plaza, taking out his English to Hindi dictionary and studying it. After a few hours, he felt like he had two things down straight. "[color=0054a6]Namaste aap kaise hain[/color]," as well as "[color=0054a6]Achchha aap kaise hain[/color]." He repeated them over and over to himself, closing his eyes and feeling the breeze of the day, the waves of his black hair swaying in the breeze. Suddenly his stomach broke the calming sound of the breeze. He put the book down and made his way downstairs to run straight into a... 

"[color=0054a6]Goat.[/color]" he said outloud. His face twisted up in confusion as a goat gently bumped into his hip, before baying and running amok once more. Areum and Ananya he saw scrambling to get it. "[color=0054a6]Hey![/color]" he called to them as they ran around. "[color=0054a6]What's going on?[/color]" Hands in his pockets and shirt unbottoned, he'd look completely relaxed if not for his incredulous expression.