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noodles · 04-29-2010, 01:05 AM

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Originally Posted by Luna Laufghudd

It was...quiet in here. Viggo couldn't even hear his own breathing. Oh no, had he gone deaf!? No...wait, there it came. Or, the boy's voice anyway. Oh, wow, great 'joke'. "Yes...I work here." he nodded, making a face to show how obvious it was that he did. Twelve? Wait, he must be blind... The shop assistant frowned confused and waved a hand infront of the boy. Not blind but maybe impaired vision...

"Buy a holiday, well you came to the right place for it. Surely, the sign must have tipped you off?" He couldn't have run around asking everywhere, had he? He turned to look at whomever the young boy had nodded towards, and gave his Boss Lady a smile. "No, she's not my mother...And yes, I can help you pick a holiday destination." Like, duh.

Oh man, that voice was...poking his brain. It's like he could remember, but not. Viggo squinted at the boy again but soon decided he didn't want the headache. "So, would you prefer an adventurous or more relaxing place to travel to?" He smiled and waited.

And waited...for the annoying 'aha!' moment to present itself. Gosh, where HAD he seen this customer before!?

He did work here. Oliver frowned as he eyed him. Well... he would have to do. Heh.

Blinking, he leaned back a bit as a hand was waved in front of him. His mouth curled downwards. What was with that!? Deciding to ignore the weirdness of the moment, he smirked a leetle bit at the boy's sense of humour then placed the brochure he had been perusing back on the shelf. “Good.” He said to the confirmation that the boy could help. “I'm looking for... adventure. I want to go somewhere warm.. but not too hot, you know?" He said with a smile and gazed into the distance picturing this imaginary holiday he couldn't afford.

04-29-2010, 01:05 AM	#211 (permalink)
noodles Hinkypunk Join Date: Aug 2007 Location: hiss Posts: 12,265 Hogwarts RPG Name: Rowan Fairfax Slytherin Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Ezra Greenwood Ravenclaw Fifth Year x2	Yeahhh, Mr White! Yeah science! Quote: Originally Posted by Luna Laufghudd It was...quiet in here. Viggo couldn't even hear his own breathing. Oh no, had he gone deaf!? No...wait, there it came. Or, the boy's voice anyway. Oh, wow, great 'joke'. "Yes...I work here." he nodded, making a face to show how obvious it was that he did. Twelve? Wait, he must be blind... The shop assistant frowned confused and waved a hand infront of the boy. Not blind but maybe impaired vision... "Buy a holiday, well you came to the right place for it. Surely, the sign must have tipped you off?" He couldn't have run around asking everywhere, had he? He turned to look at whomever the young boy had nodded towards, and gave his Boss Lady a smile. *"No, she's not my mother...And yes, I can* help you pick a holiday destination." Like, duh. Oh man, that voice was...poking his brain. It's like he could remember, but not. Viggo squinted at the boy again but soon decided he didn't want the headache. "So, would you prefer an adventurous or more relaxing place to travel to?" He smiled and waited. And waited...for the annoying 'aha!' moment to present itself. Gosh, where HAD he seen this customer before!? He did work here. Oliver frowned as he eyed him. Well... he would have to do. Heh. Blinking, he leaned back a bit as a hand was waved in front of him. His mouth curled downwards. What was with that!? Deciding to ignore the weirdness of the moment, he smirked a leetle bit at the boy's sense of humour then placed the brochure he had been perusing back on the shelf. “Good.”** He said to the confirmation that the boy could help. “I'm looking for... adventure. I want to go somewhere warm.. but not too hot, you know?" He said with a smile and gazed into the distance picturing this imaginary holiday he couldn't afford. __________________