GOTTA CATCH (EM) ALL

[hobocop]

WHO: Harry Du Bois | OTA | Plus some closed stuff
WHAT: I MEAN, a bunch of stuff. Consider this a catch-all
WHERE: Aaaall across Dualis
WHEN: Feb, possibly stretching into March
WARNINGS: The usual stuff with Harry, so alcoholism for sure, but will add as needed!

[Some open top levels will be thrown within sometime this weekend! love u, bye xoxox]

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[exceptionalcrook]

Not totally sure. I have it written down somewhere.

[Isolated Pawn has a varied stock of many things that might be of interest to the discerining customer, offering a wide variety of collectibles, antiques, media, and tech. They even stock the rare unusual item that wouldn't be available to the average customer. (And yes, they are owned by a cat person, but she isn't in every day.) Duke remains behind the counter, serving whatever customers come through the shop and hoping someone either buys or sells something.]

Welcome back. [He nods at the repeat customer, then looks to Tidus.] Anything you're looking for?

[hobocop]

[Harry's eyes lock onto the skull the second Tidus points it out. It's an eye-sore, and no doubt completely unaffordable for a guy like him, but it's—

PHYSICAL INSTRUMENT — A badass skull for a badass cop. The missing puzzle-piece in your life. An antidote to fragility.

He catches Duke's welcome in time to nod back (just two cool guys, nodding) and notice the man's alone this time. No sign of the cat. Which is devastating, considering the solid two minutes he spent describing this place absolutely had that as the exciting apex to it all. Now it's just a pawn-shop with a long-faced guy.

Not that he's ugly, but—

PHYSICAL INSTRUMENT — Buy the damn skull, it's powerful!

He still hasn't answered, has he?]

Spheres, right? [He's glancing over at Tidus, both hands spread in front of him as he mimes... a ball.] Sports spheres?

[He's helping.]

[blitzcheer]

[ The owner of that response is a lot less furry than described, and a lot less blue than Tidus might've been expecting, but the more human-shaped guy isn't disappointing or anything beyond a small surprise for Tidus to hear with the skull staring death from the hollow of its eye sockets.

He looks away from it to Duke, then to Harry at his (actually helpful!) answer. ]

Uh... yeah! [ He'll bring his hands up in a round shape, but much flatter: his middle fingers and thumbs meeting each other in a more disc-representing shape. ] They're like bands of gold. And there's a blue...thingy in the middle. Energy? They pop out into spheres if there's visual in them, or they stay flat if they're audio.

[ ...Is this normal to ask for? He can't help but feel like he's speaking another language, frowning uncomfortably. Asking uncomfortably, or at least hesitantly: ]

...Is most of this stuff really from other worlds?

[ Maybe he's getting the wrong impression here. It'd be so easy to believe. ]