Board Thread:Role Plays (Adult)/@comment-24684131-20140604084146/@comment-24684131-20140607213648

The owner of the grocery store was a small, portly man, seemingly in his late fifties.

"Ah yes, I was wondering when someone was going to drop by and collect them. I'll just add the charge to Liath's tab as usual." The man disappeared for a moment before re-appearing with three large plastic bags and placed them in front of Blood.

Meanwhile, back at the store, Marrol had decided to disobey Blood and open up. The way she saw it, it meant that there was a chance they would lose out on making profit, and at the end of the day, that was her job; to make a profit. The first two customers of the day sauntered in soon after and began browsing the wares, both seemed slightly suspicious, and raggedly dressed. After a while, Marrol started getting a little nervous.

"Can I help you sirs...?