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Right, the shopping district. You really could do with some supplies. You only have a knife, some candy, and an empty, useless Zippo lighter. If what Keine told you was accurate, this isn't enough. You're going to be stuck here for at least a few days. From what Keine said, Reimu should be able to open the barrier and send you back through, but you seem to have irritated her last time you saw her. Perhaps if you hadn't made stupid comments about her sexy, lickable armpits she might; but you failed to keep your fantasies inside. Because of that, you're now stuck in this place, sectioned off from the rest of the world, with less stuff than you'd normally carry walking to a convenience store to buy dinner. Clearly you need more stuff.
But the problem arises of not having any stuff you're particularly willing to part with to give. If you could find some cheap stuff, you'd be willing to do away with a few pieces of your candy to buy stuff. It's really good candy too, you should be able to trade it for at least some bread. However, you're not at all willing to give up the whole bag. For some reason, it feels like it's too useful, and it also feels like it'll be useful in other situations. Like if you ever get attacked by a youkai again. You could tempt them with a huge bag of candy and hope that either they're dumb enough to know that they can get them anyway by killing you, or civilized enough to accept it as a bribe not to eat you anyway.
Well, of course, there's always the possibility of offering your help for whatever it is you're trying to get from them. But would they trust you?
Bah, worrying about it solves nothing.
You begin your walk towards the market area. The walk there goes by rather uneventfully. The houses all look rather plain and simple, nothing extraordinary or beautiful. Other than that one mansion you passed by, but that was a completely different case from the rest of everything else. Mostly this small village feels like a small village, nothing more and nothing less.
You arrive at the market and find there to be many, many stalls with various foods and tools. You walk by them idly, looking for anything that is cheap and that you could use. There is lots and lots of farm equipment, as well as lots and lots of meat, grains, and produce. However, none of this is particularly important to you at this very moment. For some reason, you find yourself wanting rope. And cloth. And for some reason you can't pinpoint, condoms. That last thought goes straight out the window, however; the chances of finding condoms here are near zero. Instead, you look into the other two ideas.
You come across a shady-feeling stall ran by a shady-feeling man selling merchandise that is definitely shady. For some reason, this shady man chose to hide almost all of his face. All you can see is his golden eyes staring into your soul.
Among his merchandise you find everything you were looking for. By chance, this man happens to have just exactly what you wanted in stock- a nice binding rope of quite good quality, some cloth that could be used to gag someone, and what you didn't expect to see, a box of condoms. There's also a very small black bottle of something and what looks like an old, small medical kit. THe kind that only has a few bandages, some alcohol swabs, and some antiseptic. You idly open it to look inside, and find that instead of stick-on bandages it contains a roll of gauze bandages. Well, that's to be expected, and not necessarily unwelcome.
"So, uh. Are you going to buy anything?" the vendor behind the stall inquires. His voice sounds faked, like he's talking in an octave different from his usual tone. Really, this man is quite shady.
"Well, uh. Here's the thing. I happen to be what Keine described as an outsider. I don't have any local money, and I don't have that much to barter. Unless you'll take money from the outside world."
"Oh? Money from the outside world is fine. I know someone who will buy it from me for a price."
That's convenient. You have a bit of money left inside your wallet. This makes everything a lot easier.
Pulling out the wallet from your pocket, you open it and look inside. There's a $10 and a $20 bill. Well, you can't assume their face value will have any affect on what you'll be giving this guy.
Hmm, what to get. You're severely less limited now. Maybe they could take your various cards off your hands? But if you ever go back, that would be a hassle. Best to make it a last measure.
But in any case, everything here is interesting. The bottle... You need to find out its contents.
"What's in the bottle?"
"Well, Y- ...I mean, my supplier called it 'lighter fluid' and said it was used to burn things."
Lighter fluid!" Awesome! This means that either he'll buy your lighter, or you can buy this and get some use out of it yourself!
How odd, though, that everything and exactly everything present is something you recently thought about wanting or needing. Well, this whole place is weird. Maybe the contents of the shop magically dynamically change for what the person looking needs. Whatever.
"I'll give you this for all of this." You pull out both the $10 and $20. It's probably useless anyway, might as well give both.
"Ah, ten dollars is enough. Really." Well, okay, that's good for y- Hey, wait. How does this vendor know what dollars are?
Before you can ask, however, the $10 bill disappears from your hand. Looking up, the whole stall has disappeared, leaving behind a small paper bag. Looking inside, you find the stuff you just purchased.
Well, great.
After finding an empty spot on a bench in what seems to be the village square, you refill your lighter and take a look over the rest of your new equipment.
A hunting knife. A bag of delicious candy. A now-full Zippo. A bottle of lighter fluid from which half of the fuel has already been poured. A length of rope. A bit of cloth. A box of condoms. A bandage box. And a towel.
Wait, a towel? When'd that get there? Oh well, never look a gift horse in the mouth and all. Then again, that's what Troy did, and they ended up getting beaten. But every man needs a towel, and it was apparently free. Win-win, nothing to complain about.
You shove all of your stuff back in your backpack and set it down on the bench next to you.
You decide to take a moment to rest and think. man, this has been a fucked up day.
After a while of sitting on the bench, you realize that sitting on the bench for any longer might not be a good idea. There's nothing to do on the bench, and you can't stay on the bench forever. It's probably been about an hours since Keine said it was 16:00, so it's probably best to try and secure a place to stay before anything else. Or maybe dinner should be first. But one of those two, you have to choose between them.
[ ] Attempt to find a place to stay.
[ ] Attempt to find someting to eat.
[ ] Attempt to find something to buy (specify)
