They seem sturdier... Like they could last a while the way we're used to. [but the style is still so unfamiliar.] I wonder if they're just as good. They still don't look as strong.
I am beginning to suspect that we are not going to find what we are used to here. For all of their range of options, they are for the most part useless.
[Someone sounds unimpressed, but who's surprised...not him.]
I wonder if there's a place that would do better than this. Like... a cobbler or something? [instead of this weird, mass produced stuff.] There are weapon and armor shops, so there may be one in the city somewhere, right?
[Right................... Which Leon's not looking forward to. He's not particularly eager to have to tramp around Cerealia more in search of something like a cobbler.
So when Stahn suddenly stops, Leon makes an irritated noise and has to step around him.]
[he has good ideas sometimes! stahn takes a minute to fiddle with it, and then...]
Oh! [he thinks he found something, so he takes another minute, tapping the screen a few times—learning how to do this stuff hasn't been the easiest, but it's really rewarding.] It looks like there's a place not too far from here. Let's check it out, Leon!
[He's trying...... Leon seems less irritated than he has the whole trip, for what it's worth. At least they're making clear progress towards their goal instead of getting distracted by 5000 things.
Who knew that was all it took to keep Leon happy.
So he'll follow along quietly, allowing Stahn to navigate (for better or for worse).]
[perhaps for better. the dungeonscape hell he had to deal with in order to save marian has done wonders for his sense of direction (though don't ask him to figure out the puzzles, the others usually pick up the slack on that one).
before long they'll be outside of a specialty store situated in a quieter alley; it's surrounded by weapon and armor shops, as well a sporting goods store and a store that sells fishing equipment (where are people going fishing in cerealia, even? why is this here? we just don't know).]
I think this is it. [he looks up at the sign, then back to his cerevice. did he do it? did he successfully find what they needed?
well... that probably depends on what's actually in the store.]
[It looks promising at least. This area of Cerealia is less commercialized bullshit (well, as much as Cerealia is ever less commercialized bullshit, which, honestly, just means it's not 150% capitalism) and the fact that the shops look to have wares that he's at least somewhat used to helps. He'll just shove open the door without hesitation, leading the way in.
[naturally, things aren't going to get all that much easier.]
Well... I guess those are closer? [he'll say as he points towards another pair of boots out on display. they even have little wing things like leon's! it's... close...!! yeah...!!]
[listen, mister wears a tunic, white tights and a pink fucking cape, you are in no position to judge any of this right now.]
...We can just ask, you don't have to be so huffy about everything, Leon. [well, he probably does because he's still leon... but today is apparently the day of calling leon on his shit.]
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[Honestly.]
Keep going. They must have sensible boots around here somewhere.
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[even if it's probably not. either way...]
I know, I know... I'm looking. [he's just not seeing anything that's too close to what he's used to.]
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This is a terrible thing.
He's frowning as he peers at the shelves, brow furrowed.]
These are all uselessly flimsy.
[You can't go adventuring in these!!!!]
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[this plan isn't working at all. why is shopping so hard.]
They look okay for... looking nice. But I don't think these would last long at all for anything important.
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This is more like what we should be looking for.
[Probably.
He's not really 100% sure, he wears a pre-chosen uniform.]
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They seem sturdier... Like they could last a while the way we're used to. [but the style is still so unfamiliar.] I wonder if they're just as good. They still don't look as strong.
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[Someone sounds unimpressed, but who's surprised...not him.]
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[there's no disagreement here.]
I wonder if there's a place that would do better than this. Like... a cobbler or something? [instead of this weird, mass produced stuff.] There are weapon and armor shops, so there may be one in the city somewhere, right?
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[He can't deny it... if there's nothing here, then--]
There is no point to remaining here, then. We may as well search for something along the lines of a cobbler in this city.
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[though he does get an idea, so he stops after only taking a few steps to pull out his cerevice.]
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So when Stahn suddenly stops, Leon makes an irritated noise and has to step around him.]
What are you doing?
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I was going to look it up. I think that's something you can do on these... Wouldn't that be easier than walking around until we find it?
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... Yes.
[You've got some good ideas, Stahn, he'll wait, it's fine.]
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Oh! [he thinks he found something, so he takes another minute, tapping the screen a few times—learning how to do this stuff hasn't been the easiest, but it's really rewarding.] It looks like there's a place not too far from here. Let's check it out, Leon!
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Mm, let's go! [he's feeling much more enthusiastic now, at least. he'll start to lead the way...
a little clumsily, but only because he has to keep referring to the cerevice for directions. but he's trying here!]
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Who knew that was all it took to keep Leon happy.
So he'll follow along quietly, allowing Stahn to navigate (for better or for worse).]
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before long they'll be outside of a specialty store situated in a quieter alley; it's surrounded by weapon and armor shops, as well a sporting goods store and a store that sells fishing equipment (where are people going fishing in cerealia, even? why is this here? we just don't know).]
I think this is it. [he looks up at the sign, then back to his cerevice. did he do it? did he successfully find what they needed?
well... that probably depends on what's actually in the store.]
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Well.
Those sure are some boots...]
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[at least leon isn't the only one unsure of how to react to those boots, at least.]
They're... [weird. freaky. they looks like they could just easily attack as be worn.]
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...Let's move on.
[Please god.
Let's move on.
And pray there are better boots back here.]
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Well... I guess those are closer? [he'll say as he points towards another pair of boots out on display. they even have little wing things like leon's! it's... close...!! yeah...!!]
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Leon mutters something not very complimentary under his breath before he just strides forward, deeper into the store.]
If this is a cobbler, they should custom make boots. Clearly that will be necessary, since even boots cannot be found in this place.
[What a pain in the ass.]
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...We can just ask, you don't have to be so huffy about everything, Leon. [well, he probably does because he's still leon... but today is apparently the day of calling leon on his shit.]
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... Hmph.
[That's the only response Stahn gets to that. Congrats........... if you wanted sulky silence, you got it.
Clearly if you want to ask, now Stahn's going to have to be the one to do it. Leon's crossing his arms and looking away.]
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