A New Life, an Ancient Profession

[misery_hates_company]

Who: Misery. Open.
Where: Capricorn District.
Summary: A place of nature should have SOME potential reagents.
Warnings: Misery.
A witch needed ingredients. The stores were well and good, but they obviously only catered to a specific type of shopper -- which is to say the modern types, the ones who wanted nothing but pre-packaged nonsense. Anyway, she hadn't the cash for that sort of thing, and she needed to find a way to start. Money, it seems, makes the world go round even if you want nothing to do with it.

Some quick research had revealed this area, perhaps the closest to nature one could find in a city like this. Perhaps at some point she could venture outside the city walls for a better chance of finding useful things... or creatures. This would have to suffice for now.

Of course, a strange world in strange circumstances meant ANYTHING could be of potential use, which is why she seems to be sampling a bit of everyhing. A touch of bark? A flower? A grass? She collects. It's rather an odd sight for those unused to the old magics. To be fair, of course, Misery is a bit out of touch with them herself. Years of only doing the magics asked of her can make someone a little rusty.

But she can learn. She CAN learn. What a wonderful feeling.

She seems almost happy, actually. This might change if anybody interrupts her, of course. Which, considering what she's doing right now, is almost an inevitability.

Comments

[misery_hates_company]

"Oh? Do tell."

Considering who she pulled out of HER psyche, this is a believable enough theory.

[otakuro]

"...Uh. My theory kinda stopped there." He hadn't even thought that much about it before this conversation.

"But the stronger the demon presence, the stronger the Persona you'd need to fight, right? If this is really a place that the demons call their home, I'm guessing there's been some intense clashes in the past."

[misery_hates_company]

"Could be. Assuming the chicken came before the egg, of course." Still, she supposes it bears some curiosity. Just not necessarily from her.

[otakuro]

"...Are demons supposed to be the chicken or the egg?" Atsuro ponders this highly important question for a few moments. "I think demon chickens wouldn't care so much about laying eggs more than pecking your eyes out, anyway."

[misery_hates_company]

She sighs. "You're not as funny as you think you are, you know." She crosses her arms. "Either way, we can't know for certain. And perhaps it doesn't matter."

[otakuro]

"I don't think I'm that funny... so I guess it's even worse than that, huh?" Atsuro doesn't seem too fazed about this disparagement of his humor. At least she wasn't retaliating physically.

"Anyway... I guess the important thing for now is just to learn the ropes about Persona. If there's one thing that's for sure, we'll be seeing a lot more fighting in the future."

[misery_hates_company]

She blinks. And, somehow, smirks. Okay, that's kind of cute.

A sigh. "Indeed. So much for a peaceful seclusion, I suppose," she replies bitterly.

[otakuro]

"...Well. If you're going to be the shopkeeper NPC, maybe you won't have to get in as many fights. ...Except with the people who try and steal from you."

The wisdom of youth.

[misery_hates_company]

"More of your strange talk again. Still, I like the idea of not getting into fights. You seem to have a lot of good ideas! Ho ho!"

She's been in far too many fights as is.

[otakuro]

"Font of good advice, that's me."

Hey, they'd agreed with his plan in the end to take control of the server, right?

"...Well, I'll let you go look for your herbs now; I need to scope this area out myself."

[misery_hates_company]

"Do take care, hmm? Wouldn't want you getting hurt in such a wild place. But let me know if you see anything interesting. We may find the right herbs for your potion yet!"

Inwardly, she worries. She's growing too attached to this young man. That's no good. She'll need to work on this "liking people" issue.