Elsa still wasn't completely certain how she'd gotten herself talked into this. Rinoa, her manager, was apparently some force of nature unto herself, and after a single conversation, suddenly Elsa had found herself agreeing to take a job. In a magic shop, of all places
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"Oh!" He smiled, knowing the girl behind the counter. "Hello, Elsa."
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She had no idea if she actually could or not, of course. Any questions about the merchandise would likely be met with an offer to look it up, at best.
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"Not really," he answered cheerfully. "I just hadn't seen this store open before, so I thought I'd check it out. What kind of magic do you sell?" He eyed the shelves curiously, his hands tucked prudently behind his back just in case.
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That was all very helpful, Elsa. Well done.
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"So are you finding everything?" she asked. "Is the cash register working okay? How are you liking it so far?"
It was a retail job, Rinoa. Calm down.
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There was a pause, and then she reached for the book she'd set aside earlier, offering it to Rinoa.
"I did find this, though. You might want to put it someplace safe, even if most people on the island can't read what's written in it. It looks like it might have actual spells inside."
And that on its own was an interesting phrase to use.
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"It's Norse," she replied. "And I don't think people even use these runes anymore. Not in the modern day. We still use them, back home. And the spells vary. There's an entire section on summoning trolls..."
Because of course that one had caught her attention. Not that she was particularly eager for another troll experience, mind. Having one as a janitor at the school was more than enough for her.
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