[Stephaaa]

What do they buy and who is it for?

Once again Shark shoos me off to do something, this time though it's not for the cruise, it's for Sharks sanity. I mean, I don't blame him, I kind of blabber too much and I haven't done many ordinary activities since I've arrived here.

I hadn't thought too much about the shops around. I find shopping and impulse buying one of my absolute favourite and least favourite activities! But I mean.. some of the shops here look wrecked. I'm sure it's because they've been here for a while.

I must admit that I was quite frightened to enter one the shops. Does anyone even work in these? Are they still in business? Will ghosts come out and haunt me? Who knows.

I shake off these silly thoughts and decide to enter a shop called "Inky Rinky Reads" which seemed to have a lopsided sign just dangling from the roof. I take a peek in before finally taking a look at the breathless amount of books crowded into shelves. Even at a glance, you could see the books piling with dust. Constellations were engraved into the ceiling.

"Ah! Good thing you're here. I think I lost my copy of Moby Dick."

"Monty?" I am flooded with relief and bewilderment. "What are you doing here?"

"Just finding another... poem—I mean whale book to read. Can you help me out?"

I hesitate to answer when I see numbers stuck to the books. "Monty.. don't these cost mermaid scales?"

He scratches his neck. "Huh? I mean, this is kind of like my public library... I mean it's not a public library.." He sees me glaring at him. "Well It's not like my poor eyes can even read a price tag. What brought ya here anyways?" Monty asks.

"Well the mechanic there kinda kicked me out today. Said he's going to fix the cruise now that he's got all of the parts.. well hopefully all the parts," I let out a laugh thinking about how awful this whole fiasco was. "Shark told me to come here and look around. Maybe I'll get something."

"For someone back home?" Monty replies.

I hadn't thought too much about back home when the cruise docked. "Erm... no. I was thinking Timothy. He's just a bundle of happiness and I want to give him something. This probably isn't the right store though."

The English teacher's eyes light up "No, no! There is always a book for everyone! Let me think..." His arm shoots up in the air "Ah! I heard Timothy's becoming a surfer? I'm sure he'll want.." Monty's eyes scan the room and he grabs a book hastily, "How to do Epic and Cool Surfer Tricks for Beginners?" Monty asks.

I can barely handle it. "Yes, yes! Monty that's a really good idea. I'm sure he'll love it. Maybe even Mako will learn from it."

Monty seems pleased and even does a tiny bow. "My service. But you know, you still have to pay for the book."

"You still have to pay for all your books," I frown, trying not to laugh.

"I actually do bring them back, I promise," Monty counters.

After I'm done purchasing the book for Timothy I also purchase a little bag that's decorated with crab cartoons. I'm super excited for him to receive my gift.

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

Antheia hated shopping. Always had, thought she always would - she never bought gifts, souvenirs, clutter and trash. Everyone knew it so nobody ever expected to get presents. She loved it that way, not giving gifts, the others knowing they wouldn't get gifts. No heartbroken disappointment.
And then Lynx had entered that particular part of her life and scolded her about it so much that Antheia had hesitantly gone out and bought a present for her neighbours baby-shower, and they'd loved it.
Since then she's made a habit of buying gifts when she travels. Lynx loves those silly little knickknacks. She has no idea why, but she just lights up when someone hands her some silly socks, a snowglobe that holds a desert, a magnet with some silly building on it. But it makes her happy. After everything Antheia has done, whether Lynx knows or not, she wants the other kal to be happy.
So Antheia spends her day wandering around the island, poking in and out of shops, nodding to citizens she's grown familiar with the past week or so on the island. She doesn't really know what she's looking for but she knows when she finds it, she'll know.
Which she does exactly as she pushes aside some photo frames covered in shells and spots it, reaching back eagerly to study it.
The little tealight candle is in a glass holder but only takes up about a third of the space - everything below it is like a miniature beach. Little blue stones, some sand, seaweed, a tiny starfish, a small shell. All of it is suspended in some clear solid that makes it look like it's underwater and it's absolutely beautiful.
She picks out a similar one, this one with a tiny fake crab, some rocks, and hurries up to the counter with them both to pay. She knows Lynx will love them, and well - they really are beautiful.
She buys an extra one for herself, secretly. Don't tell anyone else though - can't have them thinking she actually likes this junk.
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What do they buy and who is it for?


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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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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.

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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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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…