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[madteos]

[Today Matt is annoyed. He opened a bag of sour skittles and found they tasted like corn. It was bad enough the book he was reading randomly decided to translate to Swahili. Now his favorite food ever decided to betray him as well. ;A;

You'll find him in the bazaar, scouting out a new bag. Cause he can't live without his skittles.]

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[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

[Matt isn't alone today. Since he hasn't come up with anything on the luggage deck, Kevas decides that he's going to tear the bazaar apart looking for his bell. The troll is muttering Zandali curses under his breath as he goes from table to table.

He's not giving up on this thing.]

[madteos]

[Matt hears hose curses and chances a glance at the source. Guess a troll isn't the weirdest thing he's seen. So he goes back to staring. He pilfers a bag of sour skittles, tears it open and tries one. Augh it tastes like M&M's. WHY? WHAT IS HIS LIFE?

So anyway, he goes back to looking before finally, he looks over at Kevas again. You can be friendly, Matt. It's not that hard. Go on.]

You...looking for something?

[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

[Kevas grunts and pitches a necklace over his shoulder. When he looks up at Matt he looks more than a little annoyed. He almost snaps at Matt with a smart ass comment but instead takes a breath.

Come on Kevas you're trying to be nicer remember? There's no reason to be a dick to this guy...yet.]

A bell. A silvah bell. One dat joo could hold in joor hand.

[madteos]

[Hey, he's just trying to be friendly. He can ignore you too, Kev, if that's what you want.

Still he does keep his eyes open for a silver bell while he looks for some candy that actually tastes like candy and not mashed potatoes.]

Does it really matter how big it is?

[A bell's a bell, right?]

[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

[Yeah but this is a special bell.]

Kinda. It be needin' to be small nuff dat she can carry it wid her but big nuff so she ain't gonna loose it.

[Kevas looks through another box of jewelry, snorts, and tosses it over his shoulder.]

[madteos]

[OIC. He pockets a bag of candy and picks up a jewelry box and begins sifting through it. Hm. Maybe he should find something for Jael. He hasn' seen her in a while, so this'll just give him an excuse 83]

I can help if you like.

[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

[Hmm. Well it's not like it wouldn't be any less special if someone else found it first, and besides it's not like he has to tell Talia that he's not the one who found it.]

Alright, sure mon. I'll take whatevah help I can get.

[madteos]

[Matt continues digging through the jewelry. He's found a few interesting things. But so far no bell. At least not the bell Kev described.]

I'm Matt by the way.

[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

Da name be Kevas.

[He hears a jingle and his heart stops. Is that it?

...Nope. Cat collar.]

How can a bell be so fuckin' hard to find!

[standardpackage.livejournal.com]

[That is truly depressing, Matt. Hey, at least it was delicious sour corn?

Jinx also happens to be in the bazaar looking for some toiletries. The boat can thank Mikaela for showing Jinx the glory of proper deodorant.]

[madteos]

[Mikaela will get a thank you. He does manage to find a bag that doesn't taste like gravy. You know, he's never actually met you face to face, Jinx. I don't think :|a

Either way, you're ignored for now. HEY LOOK THERE'S SOMETHING JAEL MIGHT LIKE.]

[standardpackage.livejournal.com]

[Oh you whore. It's great that Jinx can't recognize you at all. He picks up a shirt, examining it for signs of distress.

He likes his distressed clothing.]

Hey, what'cha lookin' fer?

[madteos]

[He turns at the sound of the voice. Oh hey, Jinx. You're smelling a little less like wild onions today.]

Skittles.

[standardpackage.livejournal.com]

What th' shit's skittles?

[Yeah, he bathed and everything./small>

[madteos]

It's candy.

[Gold star for you, buddy.]

[standardpackage.livejournal.com]

[...]

What th' shit's yer deal, Man?

[madteos]

[...what?]

I'm...looking for candy?

[battle-droid.livejournal.com]

[Hi Matt. Guess who's in the bazaar and stepping out from behind a rack to come up behind you?

That's right. Your good buddy Zee the robotic ninja. Sup?]

Hello.

[madteos]

[lks;asoidja

Matt tears the bag of skittles he was opening and a few hit the floor. Zee you have really got to stop doing that.]

Hey, Zee.

[battle-droid.livejournal.com]

[She blinks her head and then eyes the skittles that drop, then flicks her gaze back up to him.]

What are you trying to accomplish?

[madteos]

I'm looking for a new bag of skittles. The other one I had tasted like corn.

[And possibly looking for a gift for Jael.]

Hey Zee, you're a girl right?

[battle-droid.livejournal.com]

...Corn?

[He gets a baffled look, and then a hesitation.]

I am built to resemble one, if that is your question.

[madteos]

[He offers her the bag. He doesn't know if you have taste receptors or whatever, but you're welcome to try one.]

Yeah. I'm...looking for something for someone. What would you like? To get as a gift I mean.

[battle-droid.livejournal.com]

[She reaches to take one, giving it a sniff.]

This is unhealthy. It is full of sugar and carbohydrates.

[geez, Matt.

...And Zee is probably the worst person to ask this to.]

I have never been given a gift, however I am uncertain as to anything that I could possibly need. I require very little to function.

[madteos]

[Have a sheepish laugh.]

Yeah I know. But we were never allowed to have them at home and I like them. I don't eat them a lot.

[Because he usually polishes off half or whole bags at a time.

He sighs.]

Really? Hm. It doesn't matter I guess.