Surviving the Holiday Season (open)

[prince_wayne]

For the most part, sales would be down for the winter months. Ski and snowboard sales or rentals would be virtually nonexistent due to the fact that there were no mountains to use them on, just a few subtle hills or snowdrift mounds. Even so, the outdoor sporting goods store had new ice skates, hockey gear and sleds in stock in preparation for

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anyone...?

[shapeofhersoul]

Lyra was still wearing the heavy parka she'd come here in, though it was much too warm for the much milder winters here in the village. She needed something else, something lighter. Pan had spotted the store before, and so they'd come to look around. He was currently a mouse, curled inside her collar, half-asleep as she browsed.

Re: anyone...?

[prince_damian]

Damian was sketching something behind the counter, his brow furrowed in concentration.

"No rodents", he said flatly, without looking up.

[shapeofhersoul]

Lyra really didn't feel like bothering him to explain, so Pan - both too keep himself under as tight of wraps as her face, and to comply - changed himself into a little brown moth.

[prince_damian]

It took a lot to make Damian Wayne show surprise, and a mouse that transformed into a moth came close, but not quite.

"What is that thing?"

[shapeofhersoul]

"He's Pan, my daemon." She said as she looked over a rack of jackets.

Re: anyone...?

[prince_wayne]

Bruce allowed the girl to browse and explore the store on her own terms before he approached. Being such a large man, his daemon could have easily been a bear of some sort, though had much more in common with the battle scared polar bears of the north then some berry picking black bear.

"Hello."

"Are you finding what you are looking for?"

[shapeofhersoul]

"Yeah - I need a new parka. One that en't so warm." The one she was currently fingering seemed better, but she wasn't sure if she could try it on.

[prince_wayne]

As if to answer her unspoken question, Bruce suggested, "You are welcome to try them on."

"Different brands are cut differently." Stretching his arm out and placing his hand on top of the nearby display rack of jackets, Bruce continued, "These for instance, consists of two lighter layers, the top one is water proof and the under one is a fleece, which can be removed and worn separately, depending upon the weather."

[shapeofhersoul]

Pan - who had become a moth in response to Damian - switched to a polecat now, to more closely examine the jacket.

"Two uses, huh?" she said, sort of liking that. It was like having two jackets.

[prince_wayne]

"Yes" Bruce raised an eyebrow, honestly startled by the sudden appearance of what looked like a mongoose or ferret. Regardless if the young girl was a witch with her familiar or some other sort of magic not in his knowledge base, Bruce treated her the same as he would any other customer. Professionally.

"Do you have a color preference?"

[shapeofhersoul]

"I dunno. Blue, maybe." She pulled off the one she'd been fingering - in a bright teal - and tried it on.