TWO // Shopping is hard
[ Today we find our intrepid Raptori pirate, still in his too-big borrowed clothes, around the shops in town. Namely the clothing shops, since giving up limbs or memories at the post office in exchange for clothes that actually fit doesn't seem like much of a fair trade to him.
Every time he enters a shop, though, he is quickly chased out by the drones therein, usually wielding brooms or rolled newspapers. Sometimes he's hauled bodily out of the store, while the drone scolds him and tells him "no dogs allowed".
It's becoming very frustrating. ]
[ Later, after some fumbling, a phone call goes out to the town: ]
Ah, hello? How do you tell if this blasted thing is working?
If anyone can hear me, I am in dire need of a tailor. I've just discovered that shopping is quite impossible if this place has decided you're a "pet", and frankly, nothing around this house fits me.
[ there's a thoughtful pause ]
I don't suppose anyone knows where I can get a sword, hm? I feel more naked without my weapon than I do without my clothes.
((ooc; Run into him on the street or talk to him on the phone, whichever!))
Every time he enters a shop, though, he is quickly chased out by the drones therein, usually wielding brooms or rolled newspapers. Sometimes he's hauled bodily out of the store, while the drone scolds him and tells him "no dogs allowed".
It's becoming very frustrating. ]
[ Later, after some fumbling, a phone call goes out to the town: ]
Ah, hello? How do you tell if this blasted thing is working?
If anyone can hear me, I am in dire need of a tailor. I've just discovered that shopping is quite impossible if this place has decided you're a "pet", and frankly, nothing around this house fits me.
[ there's a thoughtful pause ]
I don't suppose anyone knows where I can get a sword, hm? I feel more naked without my weapon than I do without my clothes.
((ooc; Run into him on the street or talk to him on the phone, whichever!))