Raithe Quest

Raithe Quest 9 - Companion 4 - Chester & Farrah (Part 4) - Talking Shoppe

Daemara looked around at the little storefront set up beside the caravan. A more organised and ordered version of the haphazard bazaar style that she typically tried to go for. The Oni scratched the back of her head and grumbled.
"The hell is going on?" She was referring to the great number of people that were patronising the caravan. Typically she would foster a very narrow clientele, which is to say; she did not usually get many customers because of the way she did business.She did see one good thing arise out of it, however. Farrah, though glued to her side, was staring at Chester as he ran the temporary storefront he set up perfectly. She hummed.
"You wanna go over there and join him?"

Farrah paused, then looked up. "Am I ordered to, Mistress?"

Daemara's left eye twitched. "No... You're not. But if you want to then you want to, right?"

Farrah shook her head. "What I want and what is needed of me are two different matters."

"Okay but... You do want to? Or you don't?" In response to that question Farrah simply looked up at the Oni and smiled.

"Am I ordered to want to?"

Daemara raised her hands to her head and just about pulled her hair out. "Gah!" She screamed, getting the nervous attention of some of the patrons. She sneered back.
"The hell are you looking at?" The ones that did not get off on being berated shrunk a little and hurried their dealings with Chester, who turned and begged.

"Please don't berate your customer's, Miss..."

"Call me Dae." She ordered. It was in order to provide more of a casual air.
'If Chester calls me more casually around Farrah it'll introduce a dynamic where she'll have to see me and him on more even terms... Same idea with the plan going forward with the fucking.' She narrowed her eyes.
'But when's a good time?' As she wondered that, Chester finished up with the last person and closed the caravan's shop for the day. She watched him approach with a small chest of coins that he was having trouble lugging. Her eye widened.
"Oh shit. Did you sell one of my treasures?"

Chester shook his head and looked up at her awkwardly. "Well..."

She rubbed her chin as Farrah's eyes on both of them were very obvious. 'Gotta stop him from acting submissive and unsure. I haven't been scary towards him so why is he still like this? How am I supposed to trigger this kid?' It only took a moment for her to come to a conclusion and grin.
"Sheesh... Why do we gotta have so many people coming around? All we need is one good customer to buy one of my big treasures and we'd make the same amount." She commented obtusely. She eyed him closely and observed Chester's expression.
'Look at that... Didn't know that vain could pop out like that. He's actually annoyed~' She smirked, the poor practices were his trigger.
'It's not like I'm actually bad at business... Right? I kind of just use this hobby as an excuse to hoard, which is my other hobby. Then again...' Shecringed a bit.
'That philosophy of finding one big customer is kind of my thing but why is he so legitimately annoyed by it? It's not that silly, right?'

Chester took a deep breath. "Uhm... Miss-"

"Dae." She corrected.

"Miss Dae." He compromised. She stuck her tongue out at him, which perplexed him a little, but he continued.
"To run a viable shop you need to have a steady flow of traffic through to look at-"

"Tch." She rolled her eye.
"Why? Most of this stuff I got is pretty expensive but you mostly just sold all that little junk I keep around because-" She paused, her pink cheeks reddening.
"I... like collecting things."

"I'm going to stop you there-" He began, showing a bit more annoyance than before.

'Hehe, he's gonna blow.' She waved him off.
"I know how to run my shop, kid. Leave the tough stuff to your Elders."