A Jekyll and Hyde Story/Roleplay

Part 2

B: *The shop keeper, actually a Professor himself, raised an eyebrow. Robert was looking left to right, left to right across the shelves and cabinets*. 

"I'm going to need quite a range of items", *he said finally and calmly*.
"Alright, I shall take out a box to place them in?"
"Yes, yes, if you please".
*The Professor disappeared below the counter and then popped back up and slid a large box onto the counter*.
"Right, name what you need and how much of it".
*Robert narrowed his eyes*.
"Could I have two medium sized glass bottles, one green, one clear, please", *the shop keeper nodded and wrote them down on a notepad*, "and two 50ml bottles of this", *he pointed to a bottle of an almost clear liquid in a cabinet next to him*, "I'll need three sachets, one of those and two containing nicotine - for a test, not for my own consumption if you were curious - and a 10ml glass bottle, any shape or colour, containing the special chemical, please".
*immediately, the keeper got to work: he took everything Jekyll needed and placed it in the box, taped it shut and shunted it forward*.
"Thirty four pounds and fifty two pence, please", *Jekyll dunk his hand into his pocket, drew out a wallet and sifted through his money. He handed it over.*
"Thank you, hope you're well, see you soon, sir", *and with that, Robert exited the shop, the box in his arms*.

A: Keza almost ran into a man along her way, apologizing twice before making her way into a shop that sold what she needed. She made her way inside, and spotted an older man behind the counter. The man she had almost ran into must have come from here, as his arms were full, and the gentleman behind the counter seemed tube putting things away. "Excuse me sir, do you happen to have any Wolvesbane?" her voice wavered slightly, and her fingers twitched along the hem of her red shawl, rubbing the dancing red beads for comfort.  

B: "Wolfsbane?" *The Professor repeated*, "Wolfsbane...wolfsbane", *he repeated several times*, "I must say, the name does ring a bell, but I can't say i have any. A part of my brain is celebrating, for I've waited for someone to ask for that item. There's only one man in this area that I COULD say MIGHT have it - if it is real that is. And that gentleman be Doctor Robert Jekyll. I'll have to say, though, I do not know where he calls home and I do not think he welcomes visitors. I rarely see him; he comes here for things", *the man explained happily with a little confusion*. 

*It was getting dreadfully dim now, another couple of hours and it would surely be dark. Robert had prevented his box of items from tumbling to the floor after some lady had ran into him, looking rather anxious indeed. He carried on down the street. To his luck, he hadn't picked up his gloves, so his hands were freezing! He hadn't been out for a long while, maybe a couple of weeks. New posters were up for new theater shows, advertisements and business posters too. Suddenly, the cold silence broke. Jekyll stopped. He could hear a ground of people along the road. From how they sounded, they sounded like trouble makers, maybe a gang, maybe thieves. They were coming his way. [Of course they would be] he thought. He could take a cut through the block of buildings, longer yes, but it'd save a mess of split personalities and precious supplies which had cost him a lot of money. So, he quickly walked through the shadows and between the buildings, in the hope of meeting no one at all*  

A: Keza frowned for a moment, thinking of the file and address she now had. This Dr. Jekyll was a bit more popular than the inspector had made him out to be apparently. "And when wad the last time you might have seen him, sir. It's rather important that I get some." She smiled softly, trying to seem pleasant though inside her mind was screaming at her to figure out where he was. Two birds with one stone she supposed, if she actually could find him.

B: "As it happens, he was here about", *he looked down at his watch*, "nearing ten minutes ago. Be warned, he may have been gone ten, but the man is intimidatingly tall! His stride may have taken him several streets by now. I know that he went left out this door, so maybe try that way? But i cannot help you much more and you will not see him in this darkness which approaches soon", *the man did indeed seem most apologetic*.