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Post by gingersnap on Jan 29, 2012 1:18:26 GMT -5
Ginger lit the other lamp and exited into the smaller kitchen. It was odd, she thought, how it looked like the pony(ies) that had lived here before just seemed to disappear. She placed the lamp on the counter and swept the dust off the counter top with her tail. she quickly looked into each cupboard, still slightly disappointed.
Not very well stocked... at that moment she had heard "delivery" from the front room. Quickly she poked her head out, Did you say Delivery? Do you think I could put an order in to get some supplies for myself?
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Post by Zircon on Jan 29, 2012 1:51:47 GMT -5
Tossing another cookie into his maw, he extended and paw and quickly shook Gear's hoof, grunting softly as he turned back to the fire, afterward.
"Yes." Was his sole statement, as he now seemed rather enveloped in enjoying the somewhat stale Vanilla Marzipan cookies as slowly, and carefully as he could. Of course, his mind was going through scenario after scenario regarding how he could make a few bits -- even some gems, if he was lucky! -- out of this. Mrrgh.. But this vanilla was so good, it was making it hard for him to focus on his normally well-flowing schemes, and soon enough his tail was thumping on the floor like a puppy with a bone as large as his head.
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Post by sonofifrit on Jan 29, 2012 2:10:47 GMT -5
Gear nodded his head at Ginger. "yes I'm pretty sure they'll accept orders, just all depends on what it is and how much it costs."
He then looked over at Zircon and smiled. "Very well, now all we do is wait. If you're as strong as you say you are then it shouldn't be much of a problem." he then began heading towards the door and pushed it open. "well I'll see you two later. Maybe next visit I should bring some stuff to refurbish the house. See ya." with that he walked out and shut the door and began to get the cart ready.
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Post by gingersnap on Jan 29, 2012 2:17:52 GMT -5
Ginger yawned. It was getting later than she thought. She rummaged around a broken cabinet and found a few more blankets. Moth-eaten, but good enough for tonight.
She hefted one over to Zircon who looked extremely pleased with himself as he popped another cookie in his mouth. Here you are Zee. Maybe we won't freeze through the night. She then pulled the other next to the fire place and curled up. Goodnight Zee, I'm happy to have at least some company in this big house. Sleep was weighing heavily on her eyes. 'Could she trust these townfolk. Why did Zircon come above ground? How much was it going to-' at this point exhaust set in and the pony was fast asleep.
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Post by Zircon on Jan 29, 2012 3:44:46 GMT -5
After finishing off the cookies, Zircon pulled open the stove, tossed the package inside, and closed it again. It was small enough that it wouldn't be harmful, he thought, as he watched Ginger Snap rummage around through the kitchen, and then the cabinet.
While her back was turned, he rolled his eyes some. He had to remind himself that JUST because she could make vanilla-related sweets.. That didn't mean his plans were set back any. This was just a simple, gullible pony, who was going to end up leading him to fortune if he had anything to say about it.
By the time she turned back around, and was tossing him the moth-eaten blanket, he flashed her a smile and walked over to curl up in front of the stove, beside her. True to dog ways, he circled the spot he would lay on three times, before pulling his blanket over him until he couldn't be seen, minus a black nose sticking out from under.
"Night-Night, Ginger-Pony. Let not bed-bugs bite! ...Because they are everywhere, and very tiny, and get in places. There is no escaping the bed bugs.." He grinned to himself, able to peacefully drift off to sleep with that little tidbit of information left for Ginger Pony to dwell on.
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Post by sonofifrit on Jan 30, 2012 23:35:25 GMT -5
It was near midnight by the time Gear got the cart back in his garage. He was exhausted from pushing the cart up the hill. "Well that was tedious. Need to repair the cart sometime tomorrow if possible." He walked back inside the shop deciding to organize the various materials he got later. He walked upstairs to the house area of the store and went to his bedroom. Gear quickly layed down on his bed and waited to fall asleep. After a good hour of thinking he fell asleep.
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