Mingling at the Bazaar

[cityship]

Next to the Mall Hotel, a large bazaar sprawled out through the streets. Food stalls, jewelery stalls, plastic surgery stalls...might want to stay away from that last one. But since the bizaar was close by, it served as a good place for the crew to meet up and start their exploration of XaXing.

[[ooc: This is just a general mingling post guys, so jump in and start threads, tag into other people's, whatever you want!]]

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[pretty_lethal]

Now this was more like it. Rachel wasn't so much there to 'mingle' with the crew as she was to start scoping things out. Her eyes were already scanning the crowds and the stores, as far as she could see from there anyway. Hands on her hips, she looked for something to catch her eye-- items or stores, either way.

[bonnypiperlad]

Jamie, on the other hand, is looking at Rachel looking for something to look at. After a minute or so, he wanders over next to her to take a peek for himself. Maybe she's spotted something interesting.

Unfortunately for Rachel, he's not really good with personal space, and is quite possibly a little too close for comfort for someone who likes that sort of thing. At least he's not leaning on her and trying to peer over her shoulder, like he does with the Doctor, which is something.

"What are ye looking at?"

[encourage]

Sakura barely spent time checking out their 'accommodations' -- enough to know the basics of what was around, and to pick up a laughable version of a map (with an X to mark the Hotel, and squiggly lines of nonsense for the rest) -- before heading out into the surrounding bazaar. The open air nature was a hearkening back to the way of things back home, for all the shops they'd also had. It was far too easy to get distracted by the sights of all these new, interesting things, especially when over ninety percent of them she couldn't actively recognize.

Like this stall she was standing in front of now. Was someone really running an arm wrestling competition with a six armed alien slug-bird in the middle of a fruit stand?

[zouichi.livejournal.com]

Zouichi was similarly looking about at the stalls as he walked, intent enough on examining the contents of each that he almost walked into Sakura.

"Oh, I'm sorry," he said, blinking in surprise. "I should have been looking where I was going." Actually, Sakura looked like she might be a fellow crew member; there were plenty of them about.

Poking out from his shirt pocket was the head of a small baby bird, young enough that its feathers were barely beginning to come in. Naturally, it was hideous -- and apparently, someone had already sold it to him.

[silverduelist]

Strolling by at a pretty fast pace was Yzak, eyes moving back and forth to check out the stands as he moved. Not much had interested him so far, and really he was only looking to gather supplies. Maybe get a couple of somethings for himself if he spotted anything interesting enough. But he had yet to do so.

Noticing Sakura in the crowd, he figured he'd stop to say hello. As he approached, his blue eyes moved from her to the stall, and he raised his eyebrows. "What the hell?"

[windyellow]

Dustin was a bit amazed at what he saw shopwise: shops selling clothes, food, weapons, almost anything he could imagine. "I wonder if they sell motorbikes here... Probably not." He was so intently looking over the shops, he didn't notice a certain pink-haired ninja as he accidently bumped into her.

[battorch]

As generally untrusting as Tim was of these shore leaves-- he knew how some had turned out in the past-- and uncertain as he was about this... he had to admit to appreciating it, a small amount. It was out in the open-- but, more to the point, he'd have a chance to buy some more supplies. The plant suit was adequate, and he had his cape, cowl and utility belt, but he was obviously still quite limited with that.

For once appearing as Tim (he did need to do that on occasion, and he'd stand out less on a crowded merchant planet without the uniform), he lingered for a minute, near the threshold of the Hotel and the bazaar. This should be useful, if nothing else.

[azulescarabajo.livejournal.com]

Jaime was getting ready to wander the various bazaars himself, so when he stepped outside the hotel and spotted Tim, it was a bit of a relief that he might not have to wander around alone.

"Hey, Tim!" He slapped the other teenager on the shoulder as he stepped up next to him.

"How's it going? I mean, I knew you were on board but I haven't actually seen you since I got here, I think."

[j-y-d.livejournal.com]

The very first thing was taking care of business, taking advantage of strength, a bag of holding, and pooled resources to get more meat and booze for Kang's bar. No charge for any of it, including flinging money at Kang. Just having meat and booze is totally worth it.

He saved some money, with a few things he still needs to find. Maybe a present or two if something jumps out at him. Mostly though, he needs his own tunes. No question. There is a severe and tragic lack of Thunderstruck in his life. AC/DC, Megadeth, Joan Jett, just something metal. Something to play it on with a rechargeable or solar battery - also a necessity. And then there's SoCo. He can replace the canteen of holding given time and ritual. He cannot make his own whiskey currently, which means buying enough to last til Howard figures it out.

Navigating a strange city isn't a problem. Spending some time focusing on attuning himself to the surroundings through a bit of Bone Gnawer mojo, and taking some time to use a little more scrounging mojo, he figures he's at least going the right direction.

Luckily, he'd found someone back at the ship who seemed to know her way around talking to people, including merchants, and had a better head for words and math than him - which wasn't hard.

"Alright, I think I can find my way around here. Got a few things I need, but there's no hurry. If you want to tell me what it is you're searching for, I might be some help."

[the-companion.livejournal.com]

"Not very many things, really," Inara replied. "Some fabrics. Some massage oils. Incense, if this world has any. Candles. Really, the usual." Basically, things that could make her shuttle on Serenity feel like home, and things she could use, should she decide to pick up any clients while on Stacy. "Just the usual sort of thing."

SHOP: ANSWERED PRAYERS (MASKS)

[cityship]

A strange man stood behind one of the stalls, apparently not caring to sit. He was rubbing his hands together as if in nervous anticipation, but the look on his face was smiling, almost serene. Above his head, the sign read, "Answered Prayers".

As people walk by, he was greeting them:

"Hiyeee! Welcome to Answered Prayers! We deal in masks that bring happiness to everyone! If you want to read the fine print, take a look at the sign right over there. After you've bought a mask, you'll become happy yourself! Have faith..."

A description of each of the masks hanging on the wall behind him was posted on the sign.

[ooc: The effects of these masks will stop working once you leave the planet. You can find normal masks here, too!]

Re: SHOP: ANSWERED PRAYERS (MASKS)

[vissernone.livejournal.com]

"I think that one's looking at me," she says, gesturing with her head at the Mask of Stone. "Why is one eye so much bigger than the other?"

SHOP: WEAPONS

[cityship]

A shady-looking man cloaked in a heavy jacket stood next to twin braziers spouting unusually-colored flame. He had a heavy pack on his back, and his face below his eyes was hidden from view. When the odd brave soul approached him, he opened his jacket to reveal a shocking array of firearms and other weapons.

"What're ya buyin'?" he asked, in a strong Cockney accent.

[teethofneedles.livejournal.com]

"Dunno. You have explosives?"

Because you can never go wrong with more explosives.

[saint-sami.livejournal.com]

"Oh, wow...!" Sasami uttered, looking across the various stalls. There was so much stuff here, there wasn't a single certain place she wanted to start at. She had to make sure, though, she remembered to buy her supplies before she went shopping-shopping.

It didn't hurt to look around, though!

[carrieswar.livejournal.com]

"Hey Sasami!" called Jr. from a few feet away, carrying a bag full of random things. He was certainly having fun and checking out stands as he made his way through the crowds. "It is pretty cool, isn't it? Sorta reminds me of home in some ways."

[expendable-mind.livejournal.com]

Splicer figured he'd leave the food for last, he'd need time to try out stuff so he didn't come back with Baneling stew like last time... That was fun to explain to the medics.

He took a moment to study his surroundings, making mental notes of points of interests and possible sniper perch should a situation arise.

[cityship]

Off to the side of one of the streets was a cart filled with various things that could be described as food-like, and that was only if you were feeling charitable.

"I can gar-un-tee these are the best fried sausages you have ever tasted. If i'm lyin', lightning strike me dead." said the person colloquially known as Lightning-Strike-Me-Dead Doppler.

[fireforger]

"You're lucky my sister isn't here. If you were lying, she could make that happen," Daja replied, amused.

SHOP: Bazaar of the Bizarre (only tag here if you want to get utterly cheated, trust me)

[cityship]

A nearly 7' tall, slender as a reed Middle Eastern man stands watch over a huge shop, the goods covered by a tent and guarded by a handful of obviously well armed thugs stationed about the room.

"Travelers, travelers! The Bazaar of the Bizarre has everything you could want. Strange and mystical imports from all creation. Technology, magic, trinkets of exotic make, fruits and wines the like of which you've never seen!" the tall man calls.

Indeed, the shop seems less focused than many, but seems to have a bit of everything. Bottles of wines, exotic dancers in gilded cages (who, by expression anyway, seem reasonably happy with their lot), strange fruits on ice, racks of weapons, massive stores of dusty old books, jewelry... a microcosm of the market itself.

"Come one, come all... see the Bazaar of the Bizarre!"

Re: SHOP: Bazaar of the Bizarre (only tag here if you want to get utterly cheated, trust me)

[vissernone.livejournal.com]

"You know, bar the girls in the cages, it doesn't seem altogether too bizarre here. Got any magic beans I can trade my cow for?"

[futureisclear.livejournal.com]

There didn't seem to be much to interest Ildraniath here and she was beginning to wonder why she had come. Clothing, trinkets - nothing inherently useful. Although perhaps real food would be useful. But everywhere she looked, it reminded her far too much of some of the more barbaric places she'd visited on her travels. How frustrating.

[dragonlordbight]

After a time wandering the vast array of traders that had their shops with vast arrays of wares Bight had wandered back through the Bazaar near the place of lodging chosen out for them. Having noted her standing rather uninterested if a little out of place there, Bight stepped up beside her without looking her way. "Nothing of interest for you here I gather?" He commented with but a glance her way.

[stormfall-aqua.livejournal.com]

"No, no thank you!" Aqua apologized to a few of the plastic surgery vendors who tried to offer her some...enhancements to her already fairly impressive assets. She silently thanked Rein for teaching her about proper bra purchases and promised to buy another while here--but from one of the shops not affiliated with the plastic surgery vendors.

"Let's see," she said. "Magical items or crafts..."

[kandrakar-heart.livejournal.com]

Will blushed as she heard the same sort of things that Aqua had, and she made sure to keep as far away from those as much as possible.

So of course, she slammed right into Aqua accidentally.

[starlightace]

Now that they finally had time to buy things offworld that they couldn't get on the planet... well, Nanoha and Fate had some very specific items that they needed to track down before they could take care of their personal business.

So, Nanoha led her fiancee through the bustling bazaar by the hand. "Come on, Fate-chan! I think there's a place down here!"

[thunder-ace.livejournal.com]

"Don't worry, I'm right behind you!"

Fate might have been a little upset when they first touched down on the planet; the streets were so completely packed with stalls, shops, and shoppers that it would be completely impossible to go joyriding in her car like the last shore leave. But she couldn't stay mad; not when they had much more important things to focus on. So what if she missed out on a nice, relaxing drive? She'd much rather focus all her attention on planning out the first step to the next major part of their lives.

[my-home-now.livejournal.com]

Barely here a week, and a shore leave already?

Well, not that Hawke was complaining. Better than many of the alternatives, at least.

And, of course, this being Hawke, he was already in the section of the bazaar specializing in weaponry.

Most of it seemed to only have--what were they called? Ghuns?--but eventually he managed to find a vendor specializing in swords. He was currently testing out one of the more exotic looking blades against some holo-targets the vendor had set up for curious customers.

It seemed like he was enjoying himself just a bit too much, though.

[nodamsel.livejournal.com]

Holding a special affinity for the blade since she was old enough to hold her first dagger, Yve had much the same idea as Hawke. She was testing the heft and weight of an interesting looking longsword when she noticed the man banging away at the targets set up. She preferred dual-weapon combat, but she could appreciate someone who chose two-handed weapons. She'd been in combat with Sten and Oghren both enough to recognize that Hawke was moving quite a bit more efficiently than either one of them ever had. She could appreciate that, though she could almost hear Sten's voice hissing out a Qunari insult and claiming the bas was misusing the power of the blade.

The thought made her smile, and after a moment she leaned away from the table she was standing at, giving the sword in her hand a practised twirl through the air as she made her way towards the targets.

"Where did you learn to fight, a barn?"

[allnaturalseed.livejournal.com]

Finally! Real, honest-to-god shore leave! And it's a giant marketplace full of scams. Just what she wanted for her relaxing day off, haggling. It couldn't be a beach, or a giant planet made out of parks, no.

Still better than being stuck on the ship by leagues, though, and she had some purchases in mind. First things first, she opened her eyes for any sort of cooking stores. Spices, hot peppers and sauces, and maybe some dried noodles she could add them too. Anything else... well, they had hydroponics among other things, so someone else could make the real food. She was a terrible cook anyways.

Not the top priority here... [Rangers' underwear shopping]

[morphitudinous]

After a harrowing experience haggling for some basic supplies while constantly looking over his shoulder, Billy found himself in search of more clothing---this was a quiet area of town. He'd lost track of his enemy's movements, unfortunately, and he simply couldn't keep up chasing at that pace any longer. Here there were a number of styles, including many he strongly disliked. When would he find something he liked?

Unfortunately, he lingered just a little too long at one display and was crooked in by his collar. "Hello there, I see your interest in my wares!"

The wares? A variety of clothing in five vibrant and familiar colors: red, green, pink, blue, and yellow. Underwear sets were prominently displayed among them, much to Billy's confusion. Why in sets? It made no sense. Were they 'lucky'?

"I suppose it would be a good idea to buy something..." Billy was forced to admit to himself.

He promptly turned to the shirt display. There was no way he would be caught looking at undergarments in public. No way no how.

Strange this display was. Strangely convenient.

[thewunderkind]

And what great timing! Lash arrived running away from a bunch of merchants, still having most of her money unspent and a few bags slung in her back.

"Hey Billy what are you...what the..." she stared at the underwear and poked at one despite the seller's protest. "W-what the."

It's not like Lash had never worn underwear in her life, but come on, seeing those things displayed in the perfect colors made her burst out laughing. "Tee hee hee! Look at them! That's way too special!"

"Miss why are you..."

"Once size fits all too!"

[hellraiser02.livejournal.com]

Oh, the treasures to be had!

Once had had stuffed himself full of the first real food he'd had in ages, Duo was off to the marketplace, gleefully perusing the aisles of the mechanical and technical-devoted shops. He missed his and Hilde's scrapyard, and the tinkering and rooting around that came with it, although he'd still gotten his fill of greasemonkeying while upgrading Deathscythe and snooping around at the other machines in the Hangar.

Currently, he was parked in front of a messy and precariously-piled stall deep into one of the market rows, rooting through the heaps of junk under the tent's roof. Although he didn't exactly have anything specific in mind at the moment, he did have some goals, and beyond that the amount of alien tech he could discover and explore here was more of interest to him anyway- even if he didn't know what most of it probably did.

Plucking out a strange orb-shaped part, he inspected it carefully before tossing it back into the pile, finding it not interesting enough to his likings.

[nobel-berserker.livejournal.com]

Allenby had actually had a pretty similar agenda to Duo's: food was number one. And she was a champion for stuffing herself; she could put away grocery bags full all on her own. Now, well stocked with energy, she was diving into the market.

She already had a bagful of circuits and wires, things that always came in handy for modification experiments. When she saw the guy with the braid toss aside the spherical whatever it was, she caught it and leaned against the counter, getting a better look at it.

"...Say, just what is this thing? I swear I never saw half the stuff in this market before."

[neveradamsel]

Selecting gifts and knick knacks for people was something that Roxanne was, in general, fairly good at. She prided herself on being a perceptive individual most of the time, and relatively in tune with those she cared about and considered friends.

Except in this instance, she wasn't sure at all. She'd presented herself with three cases - one thing for each person, and at present, she had nothing.

She frowned. This wasn't going as well as she'd hoped. Certainly there was plenty to buy, but that was also part of the problem - where do you start?

She pushed her fingers through her hair in irritation, and stalked up to a stall and leaned over the wares, arms folded as she huffed.

"Megamind, why are you so hard to shop for?"

[governorkang]

Kang already knew the things he was looking for. The problem, however, was finding them, and not getting swindled in the process. He'd had some luck already, and he was hoping that the luck would continue, and he wouldn't have to search for more than a day.

This particular stall seemed to have a very eclectic selection: books in a multitude of languages, toys, gadgets, and jewelry. He was picking through the books, in Common/English and in Spanish. He hadn't noticed the woman nearby yet, and he didn't recognize the name Megamind.

[craaazyisland]

Steve stood leaning against a cart, four bags slung over his arms. He watched the blur of his girlfriend darting in and out of the racks of clothes like a butterfly zipping around a flower garden.

It had been three hours already. Though Steve was fairly inexperienced in the girlfriend department, he knew that it was better to just keep his mouth shut and encourage her to shop til she dropped.

"I uh... like that one," he said, gesturing to the dress she was holding in the hopes it would make her go faster.

[ghost-bait.livejournal.com]

Miku held the brightly-colored dress up against her and looked in the mirror. It nearly paled her to ghosty-whiteness, but if Steve liked it, "Are you really sure?" she asked, looking at his reflection in the mirror, and wondered for a moment if her poor, pale boyfriend needed a bigger hat.

"I liked the cut, but..."

[theregularguy.livejournal.com]

Sokka was hovering over one stall, apparently caught in the dilemma of whether to buy something or not. There it was. A bag. Not just any bag, but a state of the art backpack, guaranteed to carry whatever supplies you could possibly want. And it would probably double as a useful shopping bag, all in a lovely shade of green and gold. But still. . .

"Do I need a new bag? I'm not sure."

[livestoannoy]

"Dude, it's just a bag. It can't be that hard to figure out if you need it," Marco said, wondering after coming from a nearby stall selling CDs.