♢ 6 ♢ sixteenth pact ❖ {shop til you drop}
[Emil appears on the Plane looking flushed but somehow happier than he's been previously. It might have something to do with the beginnings of a sunburn present on his cheeks and his upper arms. He's tired all the same, and practically collapses into a chair near the bar. All the bags he's been carrying go with him. They're full of clothes and souvenirs.
Speaking of clothes, Emil looks disturbingly normal in a white t-shirt and long dark shorts, along with sandals... but he's still wearing a scarf. Oh well.]
Five minutes! Please... I swear we've been shopping since the sun came up.
[Marta appears very shortly afterward, carrying far, far less. In fact, she's only got a small backpack on her back and a medium-large stuffed bear in her arms. She walks over to the chair beside Emil and plops down, all bounces and smiles and happiness.]
Aww... well, alright. You can take all the time you want, Emil! And when we go back, we can look at the stores on the other side! I want to play another game, too! And maybe go on another of those rides... [She trails off, staring starry-eyed and smiley off into space as she thinks about what a wonderful vacation this is!]
[Emil looks over at Marta and sighs. He reaches over the bar to get a glass, fills it from a nearby tap labeled 'water', and pulls it back to him-- all without leaving his seat. Someone's worn out.]
Yeah... sure...
Speaking of clothes, Emil looks disturbingly normal in a white t-shirt and long dark shorts, along with sandals... but he's still wearing a scarf. Oh well.]
Five minutes! Please... I swear we've been shopping since the sun came up.
[Marta appears very shortly afterward, carrying far, far less. In fact, she's only got a small backpack on her back and a medium-large stuffed bear in her arms. She walks over to the chair beside Emil and plops down, all bounces and smiles and happiness.]
Aww... well, alright. You can take all the time you want, Emil! And when we go back, we can look at the stores on the other side! I want to play another game, too! And maybe go on another of those rides... [She trails off, staring starry-eyed and smiley off into space as she thinks about what a wonderful vacation this is!]
[Emil looks over at Marta and sighs. He reaches over the bar to get a glass, fills it from a nearby tap labeled 'water', and pulls it back to him-- all without leaving his seat. Someone's worn out.]
Yeah... sure...