Crystal eggs
A big man appears in the Nexus, his coffee and cream skin slightly reflecting the light of the sign. On his shoulder is a little girl of two, with thick black curls and the same bright blue eyes as he has.
The little one laughs as they appear and holds up what looks like a crystal ovid about the size of a bantam egg. "Who wants a pet?"
"They're toys, really," says Charlie, grinning. "Living semi precious stones that don't need to be fed and can't be hurt. They're good at keeping track of their masters, and only need light to recharge. Anyone interested?"
The little one laughs as they appear and holds up what looks like a crystal ovid about the size of a bantam egg. "Who wants a pet?"
"They're toys, really," says Charlie, grinning. "Living semi precious stones that don't need to be fed and can't be hurt. They're good at keeping track of their masters, and only need light to recharge. Anyone interested?"