Harry had been finishing up the little bit of cleaning he was required to do each day before leaving the shop when Yukimi walked in. He glanced over, curious about who had decided to stop in right before closing. Probably somebody who had never been there before and didn't know hours. Unless it was a thief, in which case Harry would have a rather good time taking them out. He headed up to the front to greet the customer, thief, whatever.
[ ooc: Argh, SO SORRY for tag failure. I'm finally catching up with stuff after the holiday break. m(_ _)m I hope it's not too late to log this! ]
It's been a few weeks, but he does remember chatting with this guy when he first announced this "summoning shop" over the Hitomi. He was hawking some sort of bizarre instrument, for which he dubbed him Grumpets. But more than that, he was inadvertently and most inconveniently sucked up into one of Grumpet's dreams a while back, and that was one of the most unpleasant experiences he's had since arriving here. Then again, dying a horrible death at the hands of some demonic monster is never a pleasant thing, he's quite sure of that.
"Oh hey, how's it goin, Merlin," he says, even though he knows the man's name is Harry. He's more like a wizard anyway, flashing around his staff of light and casting spells and shit. He doesn't appear to have his staff with him at the moment. "Guess you're not closed yet. Listen, I was wondering if you had some ammo."
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"Hey. Made it just in time."
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It's been a few weeks, but he does remember chatting with this guy when he first announced this "summoning shop" over the Hitomi. He was hawking some sort of bizarre instrument, for which he dubbed him Grumpets. But more than that, he was inadvertently and most inconveniently sucked up into one of Grumpet's dreams a while back, and that was one of the most unpleasant experiences he's had since arriving here. Then again, dying a horrible death at the hands of some demonic monster is never a pleasant thing, he's quite sure of that.
"Oh hey, how's it goin, Merlin," he says, even though he knows the man's name is Harry. He's more like a wizard anyway, flashing around his staff of light and casting spells and shit. He doesn't appear to have his staff with him at the moment. "Guess you're not closed yet. Listen, I was wondering if you had some ammo."
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