"Just hurry up and take the discount, old man," Azula said, waiting in line behind him.
The concept of queues, exchanging money for goods, living in a little box, all of it was still just irritating at face value. Perhaps it was better than a prison cell, but it was still all beneath her. She was in no mood for some doddering imbecile to be unnecessarily extending that time.
It occurred to her that this old guy might be an import. Did she spot the subtle blue aura that indicated a tattoo? Is that the reason he was being offered a discount? Might be worth buttering him up.
"It's rude to reject gifts, you know?"
Her smile wasn't completely creepy... but it was close.
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The concept of queues, exchanging money for goods, living in a little box, all of it was still just irritating at face value. Perhaps it was better than a prison cell, but it was still all beneath her. She was in no mood for some doddering imbecile to be unnecessarily extending that time.
It occurred to her that this old guy might be an import. Did she spot the subtle blue aura that indicated a tattoo? Is that the reason he was being offered a discount? Might be worth buttering him up.
"It's rude to reject gifts, you know?"
Her smile wasn't completely creepy... but it was close.