Ch9: Shopping spree…
It's the weekend again and, after a week, Taiyang has decided to give me some money to buy both actual clothing, and combat attire, as well as a mid-level scroll. The girls, on the other hand, have decided to help. 'Murphy save me.' I mentally plead as they drag me to yet another clothing store.
'Mein gott, how many stores will they drag me to. Oooo! I want.' I run over to a rack of cargo pants and pull out ten pairs, all various shades of blue, black or grey and a few being camo patterns in the aforementioned colors.
"Why are you obsessed with cargo pants?" Yang asks, criticizing my GENIUS fashion sense.
"Because they are far superior to any and every other type of lower body garment. Ever. Plus, more room for ammo."
"But isn't that a little much? Your combat clothes already carry enough."
"My dear friend Yang, are you implying that there is such a thing as too much ammunition? There. Is. No. Such. Thing." I say, as if educating a child.
"Yeah, yeah. Just buy the pants, and we'll go and get you a scroll." Yang said, as I paid for the pants and got (yet another) bag to carry.
A few minutes later, we were in a scroll store looking at the options.
"What are those?" I ask, pointing at a rack of seemingly out of place glasses.
"Those are glasses that link to your scroll." A helpful female clerk said, in that voice that says I'm trying to sell you something.
I look at the rack for a minute before selecting a pair of sleek, tactical-esque, glasses with minimal black framing and blue transparent lenses.
"Kurt, what are you going to do with those?" Ruby asked.
"I'm gonna make a HUD." I said, picking out a lower-mid grade scroll.
"A what?"
"A Heads Up Display. It gives you information on the battlefield, enemies, your weapons, and teammates."
"You can be such a nerd sometimes Kurt." Yang said, teasing me in an almost sibling-like manner.
"It's how I am Yang, it's how I am."
"Where do you want to go next?" Ruby asks me. 'Decisions, decisions.'
"Have a nice day sir!" Says yet another way too happy salesperson.
"You too." I say, taking my purchases and walking out the door.
"Yang, Ruby, let's bring all this stuff back home. It'll be annoying to lug around town."
"Alright, back to the tunnel then." Yang said, starting back to the dust-tram tunnel that led to Patch.
After we dropped off my various purchases, we headed back into mainland Vale and decided to spend the rest of the day wandering around and looking.
"Ohey! Bookstore! Onwards!" I shout, before slowly walking over to the store with yang and ruby in tow.
I walked inside, Ruby followed me in and Yang just decided to stay outside.
"Yang isn't much of a reading person, is she?" I comment once the door closes.
"Not really, aside from reading things to me when we were kids." Ruby replies.
"We're still kids, you do know that."
"I mean younger kids."
"Welcome to Tuckson's bookstore, home to every book under the sun. How may I help you?" 'Oh, yeah. Tuckson. Poor guy.'
"Sooo, anything on weapons manufacturing, dust usage, or history?" I ask the (Puma?) faunus. "Oh, and mythology." I add, for Ruby.
Tuckson pointed me towards the sections of the store where those books were held. "Thanks pal!" I say cheerfully, heading over to the area where he said he kept weaponry-related books.
"Ruby, mythology's over there. Take a look and pick out two or three." I say, pointing her towards the relevant area, her eyes lit up and she dashed over to take a look.
"So, what's it like running this place?" I ask , catching the owner off-guard.
"It's nice, I've always loved books. so when i decided to make my way in life, I couldn't think of anything better."
"Must be nice. If I weren't training to become a Hunter, I think I'd probably be doing something like this."
"Training to be a Hunter, not something you see most Faunus getting into nowadays."
"How'd you know?" I ask, good-naturedly.
"Your tail." He says, 'Oh, yeah, tail.'
"Not many people spot that I say." My greatcoat was long, but my tail usually hung a centimeter or so below the bottom. Not many people noticed that, surprisingly.
"Well, it takes one to know one."
"I'm definitely coming back sometime. Can't let a fine establishment like this go." I say, collecting my chosen books, along with Ruby's. Tuckson rings up the purchases and i fork over the lien.
"I don't think I ever introduced myself, Kurt Wagner, pleasure doing buisness with you."
"That's quite an odd accent you have. Where're you from?"
"Everyone has their secrets. Can't really say much more than that though."
"I understand."
"Well, see you around Tuckson." I say, carrying a bag of my purchases.
"So, who wants to help me with my symbol?" I ask the girls.
"What?" Yang and Ruby both ask.
"My symbol. You two use flowers, your dad's is some kind of stylized dragon, and I have absolutely no idea what your uncle's is supposed to be." I explain.
"Oh. Finally got an idea of what you're going to make it?" Ruby asks.
"Yep."
"You going to tell us?" Yang questions.
"You'll have to see it for yourselves. It's kind of hard to describe."
"So, back home then?" Ruby asks.
"Yep. Hold on girls, I wanna try something." I say, holding on to their arms.
*BAMF* 'HAHA! I did it! Crap.' *THUD*
"Owwwww." Ruby said, after we had just fallen about three feet onto the ground in front of their house.
'Well, this seems like a good place to take a nap." I say, 'May have overestimated myself a bit there. Nap time.'
*Snore*
Author's Note: This will be my last chapter until the Fifth. I will be unable to post anything until then. On a better note, I have changed the image for this story, it is now Kurt's symbol. Thanks to all of you who posted reviews, they have been taken into account. See you next week. Do svidanya Comrades! (Note: I am in no way Russian, i just like the sound of it)