All and Sundries, 7/31

[blackadder_nth]

After a successful morning class, Edmund decided to go celebrate by being nowhere near the school's brats or the freshly "bathed" Baldrick.

He left Baldrick in charge and strolled off toward the causeway whistling a jaunty (and if one were familiar with early 19th century music, quite obscene) tune.

Baldrick was there, despite feeling horribly

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[courtincalamity]

Jane figured she better stop by this store place at some point to discuss the particulars of her employment.

And?

She was out of booze and out of money.

"Hey there Baldrick, this Blackadder fella you're always on about around?"

[blackadder_nth]

Baldrick pulled his sleeve down to cover his unfortunate cleanliness and shook his head. "'ello, Jane. Mr. Blackadder went for a walk. Are you ready to start work?"

[courtincalamity]

"Aw that's to bad, but if ya got stuff for me to do then I suppose it's a good thing I'm more or less sober." She said taking off her hat and looking around.

[blackadder_nth]

Baldrick shook his head. "Not today. Mr. B had a class in here today and everything's still all tidy. Do you want to come back tomorrow and mind the store? I'll keep you company and show you where to find things."

[union_jane]

There was a thunk.

And, then the winds started--the lightest of drafts which gathered and built up until they gusted around All and Sundries, rattling the knicknacks on their shelves, whirling the glitter up into sparkling little dust devils, and flipping the pages of a certain copy of 1001 Arabian Nights. Though, technically, now, it was 1002. And, anyone perusing the book would come upon a most curious illustration of a young blonde woman whose dainty harem clothing was off set quite interestingly by the rather large scimitar in her hand.

The smell of spices and sand filled the store. There was a flash. And, then there was Seras.

"Oh God, it worked!"

Eyes wide, Seras gazed around the store. Then, she gazed down at herself. Then, she shrieked and dove for the trenchcoat section of the clothing aisles.

[blackadder_nth]

Baldrick heard the shriek and he and Lizzy went to investigate.

As in he followed Lizzy down the aisle, trying not to shake.

[union_jane]

The sound of hangers sliding across metal rods echoed down the aisle as Seras searched for the overcoat that provided the most coverage.

Then, a familiar, unmistakeable smell wafted towards her.

"Mr. Baldrick? Is that you?"

[blackadder_nth]

"Miss Seras?" Baldrick peered around the corner, wiffle ball bat clenched firmly in his hands.