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"I have to go to the post office, to see why some ingredients for the shop I'm working in didn't arrive when it was supposed to be," she told the guard.
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The guards look at each other, then at you.
"You don't have any weapons on you, do you?" one asks as the other looks you over. |
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"No, not on me," Sarah replied, shaking her head. |
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The guard finishes looking you over, then whispers something to the other guard.
"You can pass, just don't linger around too long," one of the guards say as they allow you to pass through the gate. The post office is a fairly short walk from the gate. Of course, you could take time to walk around and see what there is to see here. |
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"Uh, well, okay!" Sarah said, backing away from both the guards. She ran off, and decided to take a long route to the post office, rather than a direct route. She has rarely been on this side, and would at least like to see a little more of it before she left back to the bakery. |
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Taking the long way to the post office, you find that this area of the city is absolutely booming with business and industry. Large buildings and shops are sprung up all around, steam coming out of the top of each one. Coupled with these buildings are very nice looking houses, all of them with more than a single story. However, indoor businesses and homes aren't all that's around.
As you walk, you see several market stalls set out in the open, all selling a variety of items. You soon arrive at a large, brick building painted white. On the front is a sign that reads 'First Yhortham Post Office' in black letters. Just outside by the door is a person, dressed in a dark coat and hood that completely covers their body and features. They're leaning against the wall of the post office, looking downwards with their arms folded. |
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Sarah takes a quick glance at the person, but otherwise doesn't mind them. She just quickly goes into the post office through the door, knowing that her answer to the problem will most likely be in there. |
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Inside, several security boxes line the walls in the main room. There's a wooden door leading to a backroom with the words 'EMPLOYEES ONLY' written in unfriendly letters. Sitting behind a desk is a bored looking girl with a nametag that says 'Jill.' |
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Sarah steps up near the desk. "Well, um, I'm here on the behave of my workplace, a bakery," she started, "And, we would like to like to know what happened to, uh, one of our orders?" Was that the correct way to say it? Was this the correct way to go through this? Sarah honestly had no idea. |
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The girl looks up at you and yawns loudly.
"What is it you ordered?" she asks. |
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"Some fine ingredients for the cake of the governor's daughter." |
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"I'll check in the back for you," the woman says, getting up and heading through the employees only door. After a few minutes, she returns with a brown box.
"Here it is, the only package with cake ingredients," she says, setting the box down on the counter. "it's already paid for, so you can just take it back to your bakery." |
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"Oh good," she said, "Thank you." Now she could get back to her bakery. Though, Sarah did wonder why it wasn't being taken to the bakery, instead of just "in the back", she merely smiled, took the box, and went out of the post office. Sarah would go back through the gate, and to her bakery. |
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As you made your way out of the post office, you noticed the hooded figure look at you, then walk into the post office. You soon find yourself leaving the much nicer district of Yhortham, and entering the rugged hellhole where you live. Returning to the bakery, you see your boss talking to a man at a table.
This caucasian man is dressed in a white shirt and black tie. Over his clothes is a buttoned up brown longcoat, and a pair of darker brown trousers are at his legs. Along with this is a pair of black dress shoes. Completing his attire dark brown top hat with a black band. A pair of dark golden goggles is worn on the top hat, set just above the brim of the hat.
His eyes are a dark brown colour, the same as his mustache and the small amount of hair visible underneath his top hat. He seems extremely relaxed talking to your boss, and you can see a slight smile on his face. Looking closer at his face, you guess that he's in his mid-30s. Lying against his chair is a dark brown wooden cane with a Fritz handle. Wrapping around the shaft of the cane is an engraving of a snake. There's something a bit off about the cane, but you're not too sure what it is.
Your boss looks over at you.
"Ah, Sarah! Come in, come in. I'd like you to come and meet Mr. Lockerby," he says, beckoning for you to go over to the table. |
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Sarah walks over towards the table, still holding onto the package within her hands because she was unsure of where to exactly put it. "Hello, Mr. Lockerby," she said to him, "It's, um, nice to meet you." |
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"It's nice to meet you as well, Miss Sarah. John here has said very kind things about you," Mr. Lockerby says with a smile, a smile that doesn't try to hide his inhumanly white teeth.
"I was speaking to Mr. Lockerby about a joint-business venture. Are those the ingredients?" your boss asks, looking at the package. |
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"They are," Sarah said as she was slowly putting down the package onto the table, "Straight from the post office. For some reason, it was down in the back, but I was able to just ask for it." |
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"Mmhmm, I found out they only deliver to this part of the city on Sundays," he says, "can you take it to the back and unpack it?" |
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"Of course," she said. Sarah picked up the package she just put down seconds ago, then went to the back, where she would open it and set the ingredients some other place where it should be. |
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Your boss nods to you as you pick the package back up and bring it into the back. You unpack the ingredients which are all in little packets. The only discernible detail to you that distinguishes them from regular ingredients is that each packet has a little crown emblem on the front. Soon, everything's unpacked and put in their place. You hear the sound of footsteps and a cane hitting the ground exiting the building. Your boss comes into the back soon after.
"Good work Sarah. I don't think I've ever made a cake for royalty. Do you know anything about cake decorating?" your boss asks. |
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Cake decorating? She thought about it for a few moments. "Only just the basics, I suppose," Sarah answered honestly, "It's not something I really do often, and it's nothing like roses... or really anything else other than line borders and letters." |
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"I suppose you'll have to start somewhere. I'll get to work on the cake. We're opening up soon, so just head to the front counter and start taking care of any customers," your boss says as he begins to count the ingredients. |
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Sarah nodded, then she went out of the back without another word. She headed to where the front counter is, where she'll start work for the day. Sarah made sure to look friendly, at least a little bit. |
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You went through your work day at a fairly boring pace. Customers and workers alike came in to either get food from you, or assist you in your work. Soon, it was time for you to leave.
"Good work today, Sarah," your boss said as he continued working on the cake, "you're free to go now."
It's about 6:00 PM now. |
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"Thanks," she said as she walked towards the exit of the bakery, "Bye, see you later." Afterwards, Sarah walked straight back to her home. |
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