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[OPEN] Market Shenanigans

Who: Robin and anyone!
What: Shopping!
Where: Highcrest
When: March 6th

[Robin has decided that she needs to scope out the market in Highcrest. Armies need supplies (and moreover, she wants books and clothes). The tactician is out and about in the marketplace, browsing over stalls. She stands out, thanks to that heavy coat.]

[She stops in front of one stall, lifting up an iron dagger in a sheath, and starts turning it over. It might be handy... armies need daggers. Of course, her eyes are really drifting off to a stall down the way, for a bookseller.]

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[ Shopping. The best books on ancient magics and forbidden curses were not found in markets, they were found in dusty old castles and forgotten crypts. But even if nothing for sale interests the Dark Mage, a certain Tactician has caught her eye. And by caught her eye, I mean that Tharja has been following Robin ever since she awoke that morning, staying just out of sight.

After her heart to heart conversation with the other Robin, where he practically told her he loved her (that didn't really happen that way..) Tharja is keeping some more distance between her and this Robin. Love is a strange beast, one that her books and dark knowledge has taught Tharja little about. So with uneasy steps she crouches behind a box of produce, watching silently. ]

[Robin trades a few coins for the dagger. It seems like a good piece of equipment! She puts the sheathed weapon on her belt and turns around. She hadn't noticed Tharja following her from a distance. Actually, quite the opposite: she accidentally missed the Dark Mage's presence. She turns around and starts walking towards the next stand.]

[That damnably long coat, though, is a problem. The coat trails out behind her and catches the crate of produce. She doesn't quite notice that it has until it pulls. The coat's fabric is hooked on a crooked nail in the wooden crate and Robin tugs, unthinkingly.]

[The crate topples in one direction and Robin in the other. With a loud "YACK!" she flips back onto her backside, while the crate clatters to the ground. Apples go rolling everywhere. One clonks against her head.]

I feel like Sumia. [groan]

[ Quite unlike herself, Tharja instantly goes to Robin's side, with a worried look on her face. It didn't look too dangerous, but Tharja doesn't take any chances, already pulling out an Elixer from her pack. ]

Are you hurt? [ She had planned on staying out of sight while Robin was in the market, but apparently that is no longer the case. Caring for her love (as new a love that may be) was top priority. ]

"Hey you gotta pay for that!" [ A rather ornery looking fellow who was the owner of said apples looked angry with Robin, his stock rolling away on the dirt road. Though he didn't get to complain long before he was suddenly mute, after Tharja mumbled a few words under her breath. ]

You oaf, how dare you speak to my love like that?! I should cast your soul into the deepest part of the Void for your insolence!

Only my pride. Tharja, where did you come--

[Robin flushes when Tharja snaps at the shopkeeper. Mired omewhere between embarrassment and confusion, she takes a few moments to really collect herself. She sits up, looking at Tharja, and then at the stall's owner. She doesn't realize that he is under a hex quite yet.]

No, no, it's fine, Tharja. I was being careless. [She reaches to one of the pouches hanging from her belt and pulls a few coins free, then stumbles up woozily to her feet.]

I'm sure it was some sort of spell that caught you by surprise. I'll try to locate the source and dispel it.. [ Because her amazing and powerful Tactician certainly wasn't the type to be taken down by a crooked nail.

While Tharja starts to pull at Robin's coat, checking the ends of it for traces of a curse, the man tried to accept the money, but seems to still be surprised by the fact that he can no longer talk. Tharja doesn't mind, she's just gonna be running her hand along Robin's calf, muttering in some strange language. ]

I... I think it was just my coat catching on something...

[Robin looks at Tharja uncertainly, while she checks her over (and touches her calf). She sits up straight and rubs her head, before she gets a good look at the man. She blinks at the shopkeeper, then she looks at Tharja. Her lips flatten into a line.]

Ah, Tharja? Can you undo the hex on him? [She is sliding more money over into the shopkeep's hand. Pay the trouble away!]

[ Don't mind Tharja just running her hands over Robin while she searches for the nonexistent curse. But Robin implores her to remove the curse, and she can't say no to a direct request from her love. ]

Fine, he better know that if he insults you again I'll do a lot more than take away his ability to speak. [ Her eyes are full of malice towards the poor shopkeeper. If only he knew not to tick off a Dark Mage. ]

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[Robin shoots the shopkeeper an apologetic smile. Then she looks back at Tharja and stands up to her feet -- which entails gently disentangling herself from the Dark Mage. She dusts herself off.]

No hex! I think. Hey, wait...

[Robin squints at Tharja.]

I didn't see you out here!

[ Tharja waves her hand, and the shopkeeper regains his speech. He might still be a little mad but Tharja is now focused on Robin to pay him any mind. ]

..I was following you, trying to see if you differ from the Robin I know. [ She opens the book with her, showing it to Robin. ]

You are almost exactly the same. I plan on finding out what the specific differences are.. [ Her eyes wander down a bit to focus on Robin's chest. She's just a little creepy.. ]

[Are those her measurements? Robin isn't sure what to think of this. She looks at the book thoughtfully, before she looks back up at Tharja and gives her a look.]

Well... the gender is an obvious one.

[She sighs, then her expression becomes thoughtful.]

But I'm not so different from him, I've noticed. We have a very similar mindset--ah, it's quite something.

[ Measurements, time between foot steps, number of breaths per minutes, distance between eyes, foot size, and other more magical measurements. ]

Does that mean there is another Tharja out there? [ If there was Tharja would kill her and take her powers. Maybe. ]

I think you both will do. ..Will we need two beds or just share the one.. [ Because obviously in her mind they are all going to get married.. ]

So far, it seems to be peculiar to Robin and myself... [That sounds so weird to say aloud, though.] So I don't think so. I--

Aaah!? [She gawks at Tharja.] I-I think I'm fine in my own bed...!

[ Tharja just smiles a bit at Robin's embarrassment. Where Tharja can't handle being embarrassed herself, she loves to see Robin squirm. ]

Would it not make more sense to just share one? That way I can protect you in case we are attacked at night..

I-I greatly respect the other Robin, but that would be- um- rather, I think- I-I can't- this is not- um! Um!

[Did you know Robin can stammer uncontrollably in embarrassment? NOW YOU DO.]

[ This is just too perfect! Tharja just looks like she's enjoying this way too much. ]

..Would it be incest for the two to kiss.. [ She's just talking to herself now, quickly scrawling something down in her tome. ]

Gods!

[Robin sputters at that. She doesn't really know how to answer that and it's certainly disturbing to think about.]

I-I'm not going to do that!!

..But if I marry you, will Noire still be born? [ That thought actually stings a bit. She loves her daughter truly, and to deny the right to live was too painful to bear. ]

I will have to consult the ancient scriptures. [ So yeah, just gonna totally change the subject and ignore Robin's cry. ]

[Deep breaths. Robin finally deflusters. She looks over at Tharja and shakes her head a couple of times.]

Well... um, if you see me leaving somewhere and want to come along, you don't need to hide from me. You can just ask. I don't mind having a friend along for a shopping trip.

[ Hadn't the other Robin called her a friend just like this only a day or two ago? Tharja holds her palm to her face, as she starts to get all red. Choosing between the two is impossible, given how amazing both Robins could be, but she can't help but enjoy the feeling that they like her, even as a friend. ]

..You don't mind if I follow you?

[Tharja suddenly being shy makes Robin smile and loosen up. She brushes some of her light silver bangs to the side, trying to straighten out some of the tussling done by falling.]

Of course not. We're friends, aren't we?

Yes, friends, I like the sound of that..

[ Tharja just looks like her evil plan to convert Robin to the dark side is working.. ]

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