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[waffle02]

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What do they buy and who is it for?


"For her boyfriend's son...because she really wants him to like her :'3"

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Prompt Nine - Your kalon decides to go shopping for some vacation souvenirs!
What do they buy and who is it for?

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[Radiation King]

Prompt #9

Finally, Cesar thought, a chance to take the actual vacation he’d signed up for in the first place. Not that he was ever much of a fan of buying things - unless they were the really expensive, higher end stuff - but he figured he might as well look around anyway, he might even find something interesting. He wandered down the streets, glancing in the windows of the various shops as he went. He never needed much more than a glance; the typical assortment of t-shirts, baseball caps, and little trinkets neither amused nor interested him. He certainly wasn’t gonna buy any of that kind of stuff for his boys back at home, either, that was sure to give them all the wrong ideas. As for the furniture, even that would throw off the whole “rich mafia boss” vibe his office had.

Cesar mulled over the idea of turning back around and heading to the beach. He was sure he wasn’t going to find anything enticing (or fitting) in any of these shops, and he certainly didn’t want to waste all of the time he was going to have that he didn’t have to run everyone else’s errands. But as he was about to leave the town, something shiny caught his eye. A shop just at the end of the street was selling…. Weaponry? Most of it looked ancient, too. Cesar felt drawn to it for some reason. He slowly approached, his eyes locked on the source of the glint he’d seen in the first place. It was an old sword that looked like it’d been through quite a number of fights, with cracks and scrapes and dents all over it, but it’d been polished up to shine like it was brand new. Looked like it was made of iron and gold. Cesar simply had to buy it, though this time, he wouldn’t keep it just for himself. This was something to share with the boys, too.

That night, Cesar picked up his phone and decided to check in with the mafia. He’d never say it out loud, but he was a little bit proud of them for keeping things together this long without him there as their fearless leader. He dialed the number and examined the sword he’d bought as he waited for someone to pick up on the other end. Much to his amusement, it was his son, Vito, who finally answered.

“Hey kid,” Cesar chuckled, “you’ll never believe what I found for the place.”

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[carpe]

pangurbanka • iris • male • team squid

prompt #9
iris is one of those who never find his name on anything in the souvenir shops.

[sentimental]

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Would he even like something like this ?

Syrilli had now been browsing the (admittedly) small downtown area within
the island's village for about two hours. He had underestimated how difficult
buying a gift for someone who could already buy anything he'd ever want. It
was infuriating. There were roughly six shops that could roughly be considered
"souvenir stores" - and none of them had anything Syrilli could see Lucien willing
putting to use to enjoying.
That dastard ... he didn't want to cave so much as to actually call his partner and
ask him if he needed anything. Then Luci would know for sure what Syrilli was up to.
That man was remarkably good at discerning situations.

Groaning, Syrilli again peered down at the small shell-shaped cuff link button he had
been looking over it. It glinted softly in the ambient lighting of the clothing shoppe.
Lucien was always in a new suit, with likely new and expensive cuff links, would he
even make use of such a meager offering? Scratching the back of his head absentmindedly,
he glared at the offensive gift he had yet to purchase.

What did Lucien usually make most use of anyways? Cigars? Ugh- Syrilli hated that
terrible smoking habit of his. He really didn't wish to further encourage it.
Smacking his head against the glass case holding the links (and scaring the poor
clerk aptly-) Syrilli yet again began to wrack his brain for a thoughtful gift.

Ugh. Maybe he should just take Ruka's advice and buy him some stupid Hawaiian
print swim trunks.
Just to see the look on his face, you know.

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[SilhouetteStation]

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Your kalon decides to go shopping for some vacation souvenirs!
What do they buy and who is it for?

Shopping! Now this was something Annie could do. Maybe she wasn't great at trading with mermaids, but when it came to gift giving, she liked to think she could do a good job. So many little things to choose from though! She loved buying things for people, and window shopping was always fun, but she didn't want to go overboard if she could help it. She remembered once when she was twelve, and had been given a hundred dollars for her birthday. That was a shopping spree she wouldn't forget, even though half of the things hadn't been great choices.

So what to buy here? There were a lot of fantastic options, and she spent a long time roaming the different shops and stalls for various options. And then who to buy for? She'd love to buy some things for her new island friends, but what would they like? If they lived on the island, was there a chance they'd already own something from here? Hmm. Maybe it'd be easier to send them something from home. She was pretty sure they wouldn't have things from the city she was from. Yes, that was probably better. She'd have to get their addresses before she left. And maybe make them some thank you cards.

Shark would love some glitter, right?

But then who to buy for?

She stood there for a moment, idly looking at the shark tooth necklace in her hand, before an idea came to mind.

Memory gifts! She could buy things that would represent the friends she'd made! And thus began a scavenger hunt across the island shops, searching every shelf for things that made her think of the people who had welcomed her, and made her feel at home. It took a little while, but at the end of her shopping spree, she was happy with what she'd found.

A shark tooth necklace, for Shark.
A whale plush toy, for Monty.
A seashell bracelet, for Timothy.
And a carved wooden charm for dear Carter. She wouldn't be surprised if he'd made this himself.

She'd never forget these people, of course, but it was nice to have physical reminders of them. If ever she found herself missing them, she could look at them, and think of the good memories they'd shared. These were the perfect little gifts for herself.

Although, those loud and brightly printed Hawaiian-style shirts were rather tempting…

[sicknasty]

"i might buy some postcards. not sure who i'd send them to, though."

[ThatPinkThing]

What do they buy and who is it for? | ThatPinkThing | sign up post

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Eleanor perused the shops along the shopping strip, taking her time investigating the wares of each one. Usually, she knew exactly what she wanted and where to find it, making shopping a mission rather than leisure, but this time, she had simply come out to look.

Several of the shops sold handmade shell necklaces and shawls. Each place had its own sort of theme, but many of them carried the same tourist-y items. At the end of the street, Eleanor reached the final shop. She'd seen many fascinating trinkets on her walk, but looking through the window of the thrift store at the end of the street, she felt that she might find the one. The souvenir she could bring home to present to her best friend, Selina. Selina had eclectic tastes and a big heart. Eleanor hoped to find something strange and adorable for her.

Inside the shop, many fans oscillated and blew around the unmistakable smell of a secondhand store. Eleanor carried a basket, picking up some knick-knacks to consider, because she thought she might never find them again in here if she put them down. She found a blue, sea-softened glass bottle, a woven doll, a sweater knitted by somebody's grandma that read, "Nana's Boy". They all seemed like good options, but as she rounded the end of one aisle to the next, something irresistible caught her eye. Two sea turtle figurines cut from pale wood faced the aisle, gazing out at shoppers. The patterns on their shells were intricate and carefully thought-out. Most importantly, she recognized the turtles. Not them exactly, but the style. She picked them up gently and checked the bottoms of them to confirm her suspicion. Sure enough, a gentle "C" was carved into the bottoms, followed by the years they were made.

The turtles were Carter's handiwork. Eleanor had watched him work and learned some tricks from him, even. But she had never had the guts to ask him for a completed piece. And whether these two had been donated to the shop by Carter or had found their way here during a cleaning spree, Eleanor knew they were meant to come home with her. And there were two! One for her and one for Selina. She hurried to the counter with her treasures, ecstatic to find the perfect gift.