With tentative arrangements made between the viking and the ranch hand to meet at the Marketplace, Shy bides her time strolling along the cobblestones. Stops every now and again to peer at some vendors wares or at items displayed in store windows. Lingers in front of the local candle shop, silently debating whether or not to enter. Held in hand is a small piece of paper containing a short list of things she wants to purchase.
The old ranchhand pushed the order out the door and locked up shop early to meet up with Shylah. Elijah wove in and out and around other folk walking and carriages rolling along the streets, slowing down only when he reached the marketplace. He came around several street vendors and was about to turn down another aisle when he spotted her standing in front of the candle shop. The lines about his weathered face deepened with a smile as he pressed through the crowd to join her.
Though Shy is still trying to make up her mind, something draws her attention and she turns to look to her left. Smiles as she notices the visage of the old cowboy headed her way. A lifting of hand in greeting. "Eel-eye-ja!"
Pushing the stetson up out of his eyes and smilng wide, waves back at Shy, his attention remaining on her and nearly ending up colliding with another fella rushing in the other direction. Elijah sidestepped the fella at the last minute with a murmured, "Begging your pardon, Sir" and moved quickly to the seafarer's side, wrapping his arms around her as soon as he reached her. "Hi, Sweetheart."
Amused that he almost crashes into another in his hurry, chortles merrily. "Uff da, old mann, I be not going to run away or suddenly vanish. At least I hope not. E'erything fint with you?" He gave her a loving squeeze of embrace, his smile lighting up in his eyes. "No suddenly vanishing or running away allowed. Yessum. Everything is right fine now that I'm with you. How's your day?"
"All be well, Eel-eye-ja, except the hunds decided to dig in my flower garden. Who knows hva they be seeking? Tis a godt thing that I had not yet planted any bulbs, but was only preparing the ground!" "Reckon the dogs thought there was buried treasure there. I'll help you fix the garden, Shy, when we get home." Elijah's comment has her laughing heartily. "Ja, hund treasure! Takk, Kj?reste, your hjelp shall be greatly appreciated!"
He nodded to the piece of paper she held in her hand. "How's the shopping going?" Shy glances down at the almost-forgotten list; the small paper carrying the name of one particular store. "I decided to wait to purchase anything until you could be with me." Looks up and around. "I suppose we should locate the shoppe where Piper has her pottery for sale. Tis called, A Stitch In Time." "I'm glad you waited for me. Let's get to finding Miss Piper's shop then." He looked at the piece of paper, then looked up at the shops lining the street, looking at the store names.
"Tis not Piper's shoppe, old mann, tis Lydia's and Erin's." Grins as she reminds him. "Piper said they allow her to display her wares on a few shelves. Methinks A Stitch In Time be a place where garments be sold." He chuckled quietly. "That makes more sense. I was wondering why she'd name a pottery shop A Stitch In Time." He nodded to the candle shop. "Did you want to go in here first, Shy?"
Slide of gaze back to the indicated store. "I do wish to go inside. But I must warn you ... it shall not be so easy for you to get me out. Tis one of my favourite places!" The old ranch hand chuckled quietly, committing the store and its location to his memory. "How about we go look at Miss Piper's pottery first, then stop back here before going home. This way we ain't rushed."
(Above content taken from live RP. Edited)
The old ranchhand pushed the order out the door and locked up shop early to meet up with Shylah. Elijah wove in and out and around other folk walking and carriages rolling along the streets, slowing down only when he reached the marketplace. He came around several street vendors and was about to turn down another aisle when he spotted her standing in front of the candle shop. The lines about his weathered face deepened with a smile as he pressed through the crowd to join her.
Though Shy is still trying to make up her mind, something draws her attention and she turns to look to her left. Smiles as she notices the visage of the old cowboy headed her way. A lifting of hand in greeting. "Eel-eye-ja!"
Pushing the stetson up out of his eyes and smilng wide, waves back at Shy, his attention remaining on her and nearly ending up colliding with another fella rushing in the other direction. Elijah sidestepped the fella at the last minute with a murmured, "Begging your pardon, Sir" and moved quickly to the seafarer's side, wrapping his arms around her as soon as he reached her. "Hi, Sweetheart."
Amused that he almost crashes into another in his hurry, chortles merrily. "Uff da, old mann, I be not going to run away or suddenly vanish. At least I hope not. E'erything fint with you?" He gave her a loving squeeze of embrace, his smile lighting up in his eyes. "No suddenly vanishing or running away allowed. Yessum. Everything is right fine now that I'm with you. How's your day?"
"All be well, Eel-eye-ja, except the hunds decided to dig in my flower garden. Who knows hva they be seeking? Tis a godt thing that I had not yet planted any bulbs, but was only preparing the ground!" "Reckon the dogs thought there was buried treasure there. I'll help you fix the garden, Shy, when we get home." Elijah's comment has her laughing heartily. "Ja, hund treasure! Takk, Kj?reste, your hjelp shall be greatly appreciated!"
He nodded to the piece of paper she held in her hand. "How's the shopping going?" Shy glances down at the almost-forgotten list; the small paper carrying the name of one particular store. "I decided to wait to purchase anything until you could be with me." Looks up and around. "I suppose we should locate the shoppe where Piper has her pottery for sale. Tis called, A Stitch In Time." "I'm glad you waited for me. Let's get to finding Miss Piper's shop then." He looked at the piece of paper, then looked up at the shops lining the street, looking at the store names.
"Tis not Piper's shoppe, old mann, tis Lydia's and Erin's." Grins as she reminds him. "Piper said they allow her to display her wares on a few shelves. Methinks A Stitch In Time be a place where garments be sold." He chuckled quietly. "That makes more sense. I was wondering why she'd name a pottery shop A Stitch In Time." He nodded to the candle shop. "Did you want to go in here first, Shy?"
Slide of gaze back to the indicated store. "I do wish to go inside. But I must warn you ... it shall not be so easy for you to get me out. Tis one of my favourite places!" The old ranch hand chuckled quietly, committing the store and its location to his memory. "How about we go look at Miss Piper's pottery first, then stop back here before going home. This way we ain't rushed."
(Above content taken from live RP. Edited)