Rhiannon continued to eye the racks even as she considered her options. There was one by the door that looked promising, with a variety of options to suit the various weapons in the Cassidy household, as well as sections that could be used to distribute the weaponry by person. Given that Rhi still lived at home, and all three of the people in the house were Shields, such a feature might be useful. It helped, too, that the rack was made of dark, polished wood that would compliment their decor.
”I could ask,” she agreed, a lightbulb flicking on in her mind. She happened to be friends with a courier, after all, so even if the shop couldn’t deliver on their own, if they could just hold it for a while… ”Or if they could hold it until I got delivery arranged.” With that in mind, she made her way over to the shopkeeper to ask her questions. Once she’d determined that they could indeed deliver and that the price was fair, she paid, left her information, and returned to Melita. ”So, anything else you’re looking for today?”
”I could ask,” she agreed, a lightbulb flicking on in her mind. She happened to be friends with a courier, after all, so even if the shop couldn’t deliver on their own, if they could just hold it for a while… ”Or if they could hold it until I got delivery arranged.” With that in mind, she made her way over to the shopkeeper to ask her questions. Once she’d determined that they could indeed deliver and that the price was fair, she paid, left her information, and returned to Melita. ”So, anything else you’re looking for today?”
Rhiannon Cassidy
