GESB: Operation Cocoa Puffs

[Gaz]

Fletcher walked to Myitt and said, "Yeah, I know. We were supposed to keep low profile. But I think they won't pay anymore attention to us. I think they were actually paying MORE attention to us when we were weirdos walking around in strange outfits."

[Chad32]

"Got it right away, did you? and I was hoping for something interesting to happen. This is a nice marketplace, and the merchants aren't yelling in your face or trying to shove every kind of item at you at once. It seems quite organized."

[Myitt]

"That's okay, Fletcher," Myitt sighs, carefully placing a carton of eggs into the cart.  "Nothing came of it.  Did you grab a cart?  I bet you'd like some of the food here, and if you need money, I have a multinational credit card.  Stock up."

She smiles at Temrash.  "Who else would know what to call me but one of you guys?  Nice hologram.  What're you trying to look like, that guy from Seinfeld?  Nevermind.  Let's just keep moving."

Myitt rolls down the shampoo aisle and picks up a few bulk containers, and some soap.  "I need to head to produce," she says thoughtfully, tapping her foot and looking from one end of the store to the other.  "It's very difficult to grow apple trees where I live."  She pushes the cart in the direction of the bread, fruits and vegetables.

[Gaz]

"Yep," Fletcher said, "Got a card. Figured it might be smart to re-stock The Vagabond."

[Myitt]

"That's smart.  A card that would be acceptable in this year?  In Australia?" Myitt grins.  "Well, just let me know if you have any doubts.  There are benefits to our little organization; we have some financial connections here."  She picks up a couple bags of apples and several other fruits, some bread, containers of cashews, and a whole slew of bags of dried fruit.  "Alright, I'm getting close to quota here," she mutters, rubbing the back of her neck and looking around. 

<Can we please, please, please check out the candy aisle?> Tara begs.

"Oh, okay," she grumbles, pushing the cart toward the candy.  She grudgingly picks out a few strange looking candy bars, mostly Cadbury chocolate.

[Hunter]

((i'll post soon... also, there is a type of milk here called Devondale Long-Life milk. it lasts for something like 2 months before it's opened. it also doesnt need to be kept in the fridge until it's been opened))

[Chad32]

Temrash took a look at the variety of food. "You guys really like your variety. There are all kinds of things here." He noticed a couple of children trying to get their mothers to buy them something, and became happy when they got it. "Maybe I could give christine one of these things called snickers. Maybe her mood will lift."

(I don't know if Aussies have snicker bars, but I love them. A country would be a sad place without snickers.)

[Hunter]

Walking down the aisle, John was getting some strange looks from the people there. This one guy, John could guess that he was around 19 or 20, he said to John "What happened to you, man? What with all the blood and stuff."

Thinking about an answer, he blurted out "Costume party. We're all hungry, so we though it'd be a great idea to get food." With that, he walked towards Myitt and said to her "I'm starving. Where's a Cafe?"

[Myitt]

"I don't know, but we have plenty of food here, I can buy some for you," Myitt says, pausing at the checkout to grab a few more candy bars for Cutter and, for good measure, a copy of the The Daily Telegraph tabloids.  The cover reads something about a UFO abduction near Alice Springs.

Myitt impatiently starts lining items onto the conveyor belt, separating them from the little old lady's groceries in front with a small plastic barrier.

[Shenmue654]

After watching over the group from above the aisles, having done quite a bit of thought, Mar decides that it's better to be safe than sorry. Mar finds a quiet place to fade in and reappears next to Myitt as a short-haired young man wearing what looks to be a very expensive tailored suit. There's still something indiscernably more unpleasant about him than when he was mortal, but at least it doesn't show on him physically.

Mar smiles a bit at Myitt. "Odd place for someone rich, but I'm very fond of this particular shape. Indulging yourself are you, my sweet?"

Mar then blinks a bit, frowning as he realizes a rather high-grade attempt was made to contact him. He quickly sends an intelligible message back which states, <...yes. I cannot appear as I did in the Bar. That was a fluke, I believe. And a bit of a headache, though a learning experience. But in case I can be seen, I'll have to go with this for now.>

[Myitt]

Myitt jumps and stares at the man, looking him up and down.  Her heart hammers away in her ears.  "Jesus, don't do that," she gasps.  "Mar?  What am I saying, of course it's you."  She swallows, forcing her hands to pick up the last of the groceries and place them in the checkout.  "Consider them less indulgences and more necessities.  Have you ever tried holing a bunch of humans up without things like cigarettes and chocolate bars?  It's not very much fun, I can tell you that."

The little old lady blinks at Myitt behind big reading glasses, gripping a small red purse.  "Am I in your way, dear?" she asks in a lilt. 

"Oh, um, no, ma'am," Myitt says, forcing a smile.  "Take your time."

"Thank you," the old lady replies, slowly counting out one and two dollar coins and handing them to the young lady at the register.

<You and my big goddamned mouth,> Tara mutters.

[Shenmue654]

Mar purrs. "And of course my precious also needs a few indulgences now and again." Mar glances about the aisles, and then grins. He reaches into his pocket and holds out a palm-sized chocolate heart. "If we want to be corny, I could say that you've had this for a very long time. Oh, but don't take nicotine dear. It's very bad for your health."

 

[Myitt]

"That's really cute," Myitt sneers.  "Why don't you keep it, huh?  You already have everything else you could take from me."

The old lady counts out the last of her coins and pauses to look at them.  "Oh, how sweet then, I love seeing young people in love," she says with a smile.  "Have a lovely day dears."  She walks off with her groceries.

Myitt stares as she leaves, unable to work her mouth properly.

"Will that be cash or credit, miss?"  the young woman behind the desk asks her, pulling a strand of hair behind an ear.  She has a black Perth Football Club shirt underneath her store apron, and looks extremely irritated after dealing with the older lady.

Myitt blinks, looking at the cashier.  "What?"

"Cash or credit?" the cashier replies quickly, barely looking up from ringing up the items.

"Oh.  Yeah.  Credit," says Myitt mechanically, fishing out a battered leather wallet and digging through a great variety of cards, until she finds the right one and hands it to the girl. 

[Shenmue654]

Mar watches Myitt sort through her credit cards, still smiling as he bites into the chocolate heart. "Hmm. I wonder what the symbolism would say about this. Oh well."

The grocery store is absolutely filled to the brim with humans, each with their own worries and problems and fears. Mar closes his eyes and drinks it all in. He always feels significantly more alive in large centers of population, especially in places where everyone's often. thinking about money or work. He then opens his eyes and waits for Myitt to finish.

[Myitt]

"I think it would say something witty, like 'eat your heart out'," Myitt grumbles, signing a scribble of a signature and placing the plastic bags into her cart.  She glances around for the others, wondering where they've gone off to, and pushing her cart out of the way of the line of traffic.