[h3][color=bedded][b][center] Thomas Richard Harrison [/center][/b][/color][/h3]
[center][indent][color=bedded][i]Location:[/i][/color] The Apothecary.
[color=bedded][i]Interacting with:[/i][/color] Satilla, The Merchant of Penance (shopkeeper). [/indent][/center]

[color=bedded]"Thanks Satilla, we'll have to think of a way to uh..."[/color] A pause as Thomas communicated his uncertain plans to kill the purchased specimens. Would drowning them work? The cage would be a nice holding tank, at least for the six of them, but they had to extract them one by one. Maybe some scalding water? Although Thomas really didn't want to kill all the beetles, ideally keep two specimens for breeding purposes. But that would require sexing the beetles, of which Thomas was no etymologist or was it entomologist? Then again an etymologist ought to know which they were, so entomologist then. But since the elder refused to state where they were obtained from for business purposes, there goes the idea of finding more buggers to make fire beetle babies and start a successful shop across the street from this undead-troubled ghost-town? [color=bedded]"... Extract some beetle juice."[/color]

[color=bedded]"We'll take all six sir, cage and all. And those other ingredients, if you could, I need to stock up on alchemy supplies. Plus we can do an experiment on the carapaces Satilla."[/color] Satilla and Thomas in the lab together? What was this some sort of highschool chemistry class? The afterthought of doing experimental alchemy with Satilla came along with the realization that it was her fingers wrapt over his shoulder. The slightest blush tinged those sunny cheeks thereafter, as Thomas' eyes quickly darted away from Satilla and back to the beetles or Shopkeeper, whichever could conceal his self-consciousness. [color=bedded]"But I'll just... I mean anyone can attend if they want to watch us."[/color]

A single gold coin produced and set on the counter to pay for the beetles and while waiting for the other ingredients and the price of them not yet delineated by the shopkeep. Some more coins would be placed later, but Thomas was wise enough to keep his nice coinpurse from the old man's view. Their business was done for now, hopefully the shelves would hold more things in stock soon, the man had a crystal gem, maybe he might have something else? Maybe a necklace or bracelet, some jewelry for... Well after Thomas manages to get some loot of value from adventuring, maybe then he could. blushing thoughts aside, the young sorcerer returned to the light matters at hand. [color=bedded]"I think that will be all, you see anything you need Satilla?"[/color]

And perhaps outside the store, as invoked by Thomas inadvertent apparent calling, somewhere a ghost in black-and-white striped pajamas appeared.