06-21-2019, 04:39 AM
(06-21-2019, 02:40 AM)achroma Wrote:(06-20-2019, 11:26 PM)Lost Rinoah Wrote: "It takes a long while to study a new world's ecology though, hundreds of... Years." The driver says kind of unfocused as they begin tapping at the PDA type tablet.
The door pushes inwards with each rap at the door. It's a swinging light metal door painted tan with a hazy glass pane raised upon it, but it doesn't let one look through it. As all that's visible is a brown speckling, probably just wood. The door isn't latched latched right now to keep it closed though, as it flops slightly from the knocking. It seems sort of rundown and abandoned, not to mention it's location. But the door isn't locked, if it even can be.
Pushing it open further would only reveal a tiny inlet with a coat-hook to the left, wooden paneled walls. And inside, an empty room with more space than the outside looks like is possible. Lots of open empty wooden floor, Walls the same, but a domed white metal ceiling. There's scorch marks scattered across every surface here and there, but not intensely so, it looks less like fighting and more like some sort of mishap, somehow. But across all of the open floor, sits a counter, rather short but long, with a flat wall of wooden paneling behind it. The room appears empty, the only door being the one you entered from, The only other thing being a small round bell sitting on the counter that has neon paint written on it. "Looking for service? Just ring!" It stands out, almost impossibly so in the big empty room. You're sure you'd still be able to see it if you were blind for some reason. Weird.
Feizel makes sure to close the door behind himself before proceeding into this very stark and anomouls building, forgetting about the guard behind the ancient door and proceeded to make his way to the desk, taking note of the odd scorch marks the decorated the impossibly large ceiling for such a small shack. After a few brief seconds of contemplating, Feizel decided to give the bell a nice, firm ring
"Hello?" The short green eyed Avali youngling stops at the counter, Platinum white feathers catching the sourceless light that illuminates the room., Looking Feizel up and down, she smiled toothily. The small white door on the wall behind the counter slowly creaking before it closes from a spring hinge. "Welcome to my 'shop' of oddities. Or my house if you'd prefer." She looks across several shelving units lining the room in aisles, as well as the wall mounted shelves, though they are all empty. "Were you looking for anything in particular?" There's an obvious hint of knowing behind those young eyes though. They know exactly who you are, and possibly a bit more than that.