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[breathesdust]

[ Tipping back in her desk chair in her shop. Her default expression is one of sheer boredom as she flicks through another magazine full of clothes she wants but could never afford. The shop is musty, full of antiques and rather dark, even though there's sunlight pouring in through the (admittedly small) windows. ]

[histomystery]

[a very unremarkable-looking man in his early thirties had entered the little antiques shop about five minutes ago and since then has been poking around the more exotic items in a dusty corner of the shop. He's been there for quite some time now and eventually he even goes so far as to sit on the floor as he examines a particularly decrepit-looking book]

[and then he does something HEINOUS. With his eyes still firmly trained on the dusty pages of the book as it sits splayed in his lap he reaches in to his pocket and pulls out a cigarette. He lights it deftly with one hand, seemingly oblivious to the gross breach of etiquette (and the law).]

[breathesdust]

[ Mally really didn't care about the random bloke in her shop, at first. He could poke around as long as he wanted, and she still wouldn't give a damn.

And then he lit the cigarette. ]

[breathesdust]

[ She's on her feet in a moment, stalking over to Cal, hands on hips, mouth set in an angry line. ]

Excuse me, do you have a death wish? Or are you just really, really thick?

[histomystery]

[his cigarette dangling perilously from his half-parted lips and he scatters ash as he looks up with a jerk]

What? [sitting crossed legged on the floor he squints up at her as he demands] Are you the manager? 'Cause I was about to say exactly the same thing to you!

[breathesdust]

[ Without another word, Mally ruthlessly snatches the cigarette right out of Cal's mouth and dashes outside, where she crushes it rather violently on the pavement under the toes of her heels before returning, feeling quite prepared to kick Cal out of her shop. Physically. ]

Try that against and I'll blugeon you to death with one the various blunt objects I have in here. Do you know how much time was spent, by myself and my predecessor, putting together this collection and finding these pieces? I will not have random idiot cover them in cigarette ash or damage them! [ SNAP SNAP SNAP ]

[histomystery]

Ack-! [the disappearance of his cigarette as it was snatched from his lips leaves Cal in a rare, stunned silence. He watches the woman stomp out of the shop with his mouth agape in shock before he pulls himself together and hurries after her]

What the shit are you playing at? You're the idiot here! Have you any idea what this book is? [he indignantly brandishes the book he had been reading at her and the pages flop around in the wind] It's a fucking grimoire, you stupid woman!

*bludgeon I CAN SPELL

[breathesdust]

[ Mally snatches the book out of his hands, cradling it to her chest, absolutely appalled by his careless treatment of it. ]

I know it's a fucking grimoire, you massive, rude twat, that's why it's priced so bloody highly! Who the hell do you think you are, coming into my shop and not only mistreating my wares but being such a dick on top of it all! [ WHERE'S MY MEDIEVAL SWORD I WANT TO KILL YOU ]

[histomystery]

Don't!

[SNATCHING THE BOOK BACK AGAIN]

You aren't qualified to touch it! [he's practically exploding with indignant anger] You shouldn't even know about it! It could have killed you!

[he shakes his head and stares at her like she's the biggest idiot in the world]

Fuck this. It's been in human hands for too long, it's too dangerous. Get me a copper cauldron, I'm destroying it. [he sticks the book under one arm and rummages in his pockets for his lighter]