Magic Box, Sunday, 03/15
All Anders could think about was the stupid rocks he needed for Leland. What with the island being invaded again, he'd only gotten six more the day before. So he had eleven, and he needed twenty for his phylactery.
He thought about taking the day off just to look, but didn't want to explain to Rinoa why he was asking for it. She might not understand; she might even somehow take Cassandra's side.
Really, it was better for him to keep quiet about the whole thing with almost everyone. He'd get through the workday, somehow, and then go back to the cove to look some more. Tonight he wouldn't give up.
[OOC:Open shop, somewhat preoccupied mage inside.]
He thought about taking the day off just to look, but didn't want to explain to Rinoa why he was asking for it. She might not understand; she might even somehow take Cassandra's side.
Really, it was better for him to keep quiet about the whole thing with almost everyone. He'd get through the workday, somehow, and then go back to the cove to look some more. Tonight he wouldn't give up.
[OOC:Open shop, somewhat preoccupied mage inside.]