Apothecary Shop

It has been ages since Maria last been to an apothecary shop. Guessing that slavery wasn't too bad if she managed to get back into the works alongside herbs, potions and the likes. As she walked in on her first day, she was set to open up the shop for today, the shapeshifter owner, whom she met when landing her the job wasn't around for now, which amplified Maria's goal in setting up shop. She starts by clocking in and opening up the windows, allowing the fresh air to filter in through, dust particles floating around her slender form as she picks up a broom and starts to clean up.

A quick dusting over the tables and cupboards and array of prized possessions in bottles are given before sweeping the floorboards in hopes of at least ridding majority of the dust in the area. Once completed, the young rusalka heads on over to her section, her shoulders prim and square, expressionless features are hidden by the curls of brown strands prettily framing her exquisite features as she hunches over to eye some of the drying herbs. She wanted to make sure they're perfectly dried to brew into her first concoction of the day, getting to work as she ties her strands up into a messy bun. Hands working efficiently and quickly as a pleasant buzz surrounds her from the brewing liquid and the bubbles forming as the herbal essences spread through the air. Calming her effectively and throwing her back to her quaint and precious life back in Russia with her family.

@☾ Dove Cameron Lisa looked the wolf up and down before noticing her nails stretching a herself. With a smile, the shop keep straighten up and thought for a moment what could possibly help her customer. "Demon-casted remedies... I think I may have something." The shifter wandered about her small shop to find just what the wolf made need. Lisa grabbed some herbs, a small vial of blood that of a goat, rose pedals, snake venom and a mixing bowl. With these ingrediants, she went to work by mixing them together. Since she was out of these anyways, no harm in making a fresh batch.
Lisa was done and gave the mix to the wolf. "One piece of gold or two slivers." It was a fair price really. Nothing too expensive. Just enough to cover the supplies she used and her labor.
"You use this to help clear any demonic rash. Also, if you put some mud in the mix, it'll help with poison ivy. Little tip bit."

@დ Lalisa Manobal The wolf counted her breathes, closing her eyes as she tightly rubbed her lips together. She felt a tingle on her right side and her eyes opened again, iris's shrinking as she turned her head and flinched from how close a lady was beside her. "Gods," she cursed slightly as she in her discomfort took two steps away to create distance. The lady was putting on a good customer-service face, and Dove figured even in her pain and with cold sweat dripping down her back, she didn't look as bad as she thought. 'I'll be okay' she reassured herself at the promise of her feeling worse then she truly was. "Hi, yes..." she cleared and kept her hand on her side as she tried to stand up straight, though the stretching of her wound was a . "What do you have to help clear poison? Demonic-casted kinds." She asked plainly, but she hoped the shop-lady would move swiftly and the price would not be egregious.

@☾ Dove Cameron About the middle of the day, Lisa was busy tending to others that inqured of her help. Weither that be checking out, inquries of different herbs or maybe some advice to take on certain elixers. Lisa handled it all. There was one particualr wolf that caught her eye after she cashed out another elder woman. Advancing out from behind the cashier table, Lisa made her way over to see what the customer would want. Maybe she would be needing of some help from the looks of it. Lisa stood besides her and tilted her head. A welcoming smile painted her lips to be friendly. "May I help you with something?"

Silence through the small shop of herbs and potions interupted with small shifts and clinks of tiny bottles hitting each other as Lisa stocked up her shop. It was something to be hold actually. All the years of studying different potions both deadly and healing, it finally paid off when she came across the empty shop. She brought life into it. Before it was all dusty and run down. Sad really. But now it seemed to be thriving under the shifter's care.

The pile of books were next to be stocked. Lisa cleared the counter placing each potion book where they really belong. After some TLC of course. Even the leathery backs were as dusty as a old hut. The word had gotten out that there was a new owner in town and since then Lisa had been in business. This was something that she was proud of actually. From her life at sea to here, this was the best thing that could ever happen to her.

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@დ Lalisa Manobal (We probably won't do it yet, but once it's active again, if the character is below 200 pt, then Lisa will fall into slavery)

@დ Lalisa Manobal Yes ma'am. 100 pts will be taken from you.

@⚜ ♕ Emily Mei  Can I be the owner of this shop?

(OPEN STARTER)

Clearing numerous times, chugging holy water from her metal tin on her hip, she looked about the apothecary shop for something that would hopefully help out her current predicament. Her entire insides burned with each sip of holy water and her skin looked like it had charcoal attached in patches to it, like she had been set on fire but the fragile skin hadn't melted off, thanks to a salve she had gotten from this shop a month earlier. She quickly skimmed over names of ingredients before leaning on one of the shelves, trying to get some good breathes in and out.

(PAYROLL DONE!)

@⥈ Fukutomi Tsuki Nicole paced along the aisle looking for a specific item, essential to the potion she's making for an upcoming trip. "Where.....is it....." She kept looking a little bit longer before going to the staff up front. She don't normally like asking for help cause she feels like it's a bothered but on a time crunch to get everything she will need, Nicole politely tap the counter. "Excuse me. Can you help me find the ingredient called Palo....Santo. I'm not sure if you have it or know of it. It's essential for one of my potion I'm preparing."

She exhaled loudly, turning the sign on the door around to show that the shop was open before she made her way back to the register, waiting for some sort of customer to appear. It wasn't long before boredom took over her and she began checking some of the various vials, bottles, and tins close to her, furrowing her brow as she read the names of things, not entirely sure what everything did until she read the backs of the labels, finding one for infections, one for sore throats, and one that was apparently for hairloss.

@♦ Seulgi The tinker Daesung had been thinking over his new Angel friend’s advice regarding his inventions for days. He began to feel discouraged after meeting a series of dead-end failures. The struggles of a foreign concept for his only real experience with magic was his catering to his own transfiguration abilities and nothing more. He could hardly call that being a novice to magic. But to think about mixing magic with metal. It was completely unheard of and undoubtedly uncommon. Even in some corners of the world frowned upon. He was disheartened by this new piece of information that could be his key to being successful. He desperately wanted to become a recognized inventor no- a pioneer of technology. With all this new information, he began to feel like a small fish in a big pound when mounted with the task before him. The tinker had no clue where to start or begin.

He came to a sudden pause when he noticed a familiar face through the stained glass windows of the shop.
There was his brain blast. Magic! Magic! He would’ve screamed aloud in the streets of Central if he had his voice. The solution to his problem had been right in front of him all along. If he wanted to learn how to manipulate magic with the metal, it would only make sense to learn from someone who knew an abundance of sorcery.

Daesung nearly tripped over himself when he his heels and opened the door. His smile was ever presented on his face, followed by a wave. No time was wasted when he made his way over to you. “Seulgi! Please, I know you don’t know me well and don’t owe me anything. Plus, I’m indebted to you for lunch… I know you harbor hatred for anything that talks to you, including me. My apologies once again… But please, please. I need your help once more.” Daeusng quickly scribbled on a note and handed it to you, then dropped down to his knees, clasping his hands.

[I hope you don't mind. I rather like there odd interactions.]

"Oh, the owner did leave a note telling me you'd be in." Miyavi nodded, his smile remaining intact despite the cold demeanor of the little witch. Taking out his inventory sheet he crossed off every item she brought him, tallying up how much the shop owned her. Opening the register he counted out the coin, tucking them into a small bag and handing them over to her. "It's a pleasure doing business with you. I'll see you next week?"

"I brought some new stock." Seulgi brought her bag of herbs and various monster parts to the counter, spreading them out for the cashier to see, crossing her arms over her chest as he examined them all. He always creeped her out for some reason she could never put her finger on, but the money was good and she needed all the coin she could get.

The sound of the bell above the door ringing brought his attention from the book in his hands and he offers a charming smile to the young woman who walked in. "Welcome to the Apothecary, we haven't gotten new stock in just yet, but we're expecting it any day now. What can I get you in the mean time?"

/Landing from her flight, she walks around and saw a shop selling potions and interesting stuff
/walks in to have a look around the place