Sell sell sell!

[misery_hates_company]

Who: Misery, OPEN. Certain characters with close CR with her especially welcome.
Where: Misery's apartment/shop in Libra.
Summary: The rarest of the rare: A sale at Misery's! ...well, as much of a sale as she's willing to do.
Warnings: Misery. Enough said.

It felt good to be out of there. The doctors had told her to avoid too much strenuous activity or heavy lifting, something she intended on honoring with GUSTO. She'd had enough getting her hands dirty for a good long while.

Potion making. She'd never really had a lot of time to do this sort of thing during the bad years, but she'd dallied with it during the few down hours she was allowed as a servant. No doubt she's nowhere at the level of the Old Bag yet, but she'll get there some day, especially with all this access to new and interesting ingredients. And she was already doing a pretty fantastic job as is.

And it's a good distraction. From the Anoli, from her injuries, from the dreams that have been getting more specific. As good a reason as any to make them more appealing right now with the price cut, AND it gets her more money too. She can't really lose from this.

Injuries and disturbing videos aside, she's actually in a pretty good mood.

((OOC: She's selling stuff! Generally speaking, as far as what your character can afford, if they've got a low paying job, she's got little poultices and stuff that will help with healing via natural means, like with first aid. She also sells potions that are on the level of a Dia spell for a quick-fix heal, but these are more expensive and even someone with a fairly standard paying job can probably only afford 3 at the most. Same goes for her Patra stones. Her stock will increase as more bestiary entries with item drops are added, so I'll let folks know when new things come in. She also has "luck" potions which are cheap... and rely entirely on the superstitious beliefs of the user rather than actually working themselves. Caveat emptor.))

Comments

[otakuro]

"Double, double, toil and trouble
Fire burn and cauldron bubble."

The words are hissed in a harsh stage whisper from the other side of the door; three guesses who would be making the Shakespeare reference. Atsuro had heard Misery's broadcast over the phone, of course, and had deigned to roll out of bed and laboriously walk........ two whole doors down.

Look at the lengths he goes to for you.

[misery_hates_company]

"As convinced of your own cleverness as ever, I see," she snorts. Reaching for another ingredient, she calls out, "Are you coming in, or are you admiring the woodwork?"

[otakuro]

"I just thought I would set the ambiance."

Atsuro takes the doorknob and lets himself in with a word of greeting.

"Do you need any burnt skin for your potions? I can donate some if you don't think it would poison all of your customers."

[misery_hates_company]

The apartment is as strange-looking as ever, converted as it is into a witch's hut. A few boxes are scattered about, though, as if she's collecting them for something. Huh. "If I needed that, I could have simply provided my own. Lord knows I have far too much of it right now." She checks some flasks. "I do hope this is just a well-wishing visit, and that you're not seriously entertaining going on this foolish mission they have lined up."

[otakuro]

Atsuro wanders over to inspect one of the boxes out of curiosity and figures that he knows Misery well enough that she doesn't mind. Perhaps he's wrong.

"Sorry, Misery. Kazuya's going - my best friend. There's no way I'm letting him face tentacle monsters alone." He shakes his head. "...Besides. We can't just sit around and hope they'll come back."

[misery_hates_company]

It looks as though she's started packing up some things. Hmm.

She shakes her head. "You're not exactly going up against your standard giant monsters, you know. Whatever's in there clearly means no good to anybody. It's a fools mission. I wouldn't be surprised if they're dead already -- or worse," she replies. There's a tone to her voice, though, that seems to indicate she's aware she's not changing his mind.

[otakuro]

"I play enough games to know what the outcome of this kind of thing usually is."

Atsuro turns to give Misery a faint smile, making a note of her apparent plans to find a new apartment.

"Don't you think it's suspicious? That a video like that would play automatically..."

[misery_hates_company]

"It's obvious bait. As obvious as that fool Mayor's plan a while back. Tempting people exactly like you. I should think you of all people would know better than to go for it."

A sigh. "On the other hand, perhaps it's EXACTLY people like you who'll go for it." She turns. "I suppose you're bound and determined to throw your life away like this?"

[otakuro]

"Exactly. But the thing is..." Atsuro pauses for a moment. "It knows how to set up the bait. It knows how this kind of technology works. ...I don't mean to be a snob, but that means it has to think - to operate and function - something like a human. I've never met a demon that could program in Perl."

"If it's human enough to have human motivations and thought processes, it makes it a lot less threatening, too, doesn't it? This is some equivalent of sending a ransom letter with cut and paste newspaper words. Of course, maybe it's some tentacle monster that learned computer programming in its spare time in between devouring souls, and I'm screwed, but..." He gives a shrug. "It's not the first soul-devourer I've fought."

[misery_hates_company]

She tchs. "Sometimes, I really wonder how much of a brain you've really got in that head." Still, she goes into her bedroom for a minute, and emerges, passing him a vial. "Here. If you're going to be so blastedly stubborn, you might as well take this with you."

[otakuro]

Ooh. Shiny loot. Atsuro takes the vial with an appreciative glimmer in his eyes and succumbs to the urge to make another crack.

"Hey, I thought I said I could do just fine for myself without any love potions."

Hopefully she doesn't rescind it.

"Thanks, Misery."

[misery_hates_company]

She points at him. "Don't think of that as a present. It's very much a loan. A little experiment I've been trying to get a little more oomph out of my potion stock. I DO expect you to survive long enough to return it, or at least pay me back the difference. I'll be very sore with you if I have to track you down into the other world for it," she notes, scowling a bit.

Typical Misery, really.

***YOU HAVE RECEIVED: 1 MISERY'S EXPERIMENT. Works as a single diarama spell to heal medium injuries to one ally! But there's still bugs to be worked out, so there's a 20% chance you might find yourself literally croaking...***

[otakuro]

"If you take the trouble to track me down into the afterlife, do you mind bringing my laptop with you? I have a feeling heaven doesn't have computer games."

Atsuro pockets the vial and flashes Misery a smile.

"I'll save it for an emergency - I'm gonna be trusting you on this one! Potion of Infinite Restoration or something, right?"

[misery_hates_company]

"You're assuming such electronics would work in the next life. Silly boy." She shrugs. "And I'm quite good, but nowhere near that level yet. Just a bit more of a quick fix in case things get as rough as I suspect they will. As I said, it's quite new, so really, keep it as a last resort."

She turns back to her experiments. "Anyway, if that's all..."

[otakuro]

"...Guess so. I mean, unless you're gonna volunteer to come along so we can test drive that new Persona thing."

He was joking, of course. There was no way he'd want anyone else -- not Misery and certainly not Nano -- to place themselves in danger for something as stupid as that.

"Thanks again, Misery. I'll bring it back; don't worry."

[misery_hates_company]

"You'd better," she huffs, measuring something out.

When he does leave, she mutters, under her breath, "Bah. This is why I cannot stand hero types." There's a melancholy to it she would never admit to anybody, least of all herself.