OLIVER
Obviously, Oliver wasn't exactly looking towards the alleyways. Instead, he was looking at all of the people around him, looking at the colors, and simply enjoying all the things the market had to have. Someone must have fresh baked goods or something. The scent was strong and felt familiar, but he couldn't quiet place it. The people around him helped too. The more people he saw, the more ideas he got for the sort of fashion he wanted to wear.
While he was very grateful for the kindness presented to him by Rami....it wasn't exactly all that stylish. It would be perfect in a pinch, but the outfits weren't him. They felt a bit disconnected and not exactly Oliver enough. They would work for now, but Oliver did want a couple of things to spice up his wardrobe, things to show his own personal style. A small part of him wanted a necklace, but he knew that was the least bit helpful. So, instead, he focused on looking for some scarves, hats, and boots.
Whilst he was turning his head towards one of the booths, a voice called out to him. Glancing around to make sure it wasn't anyone out in the marketplace he looked puzzled. Nobody was looking his way? At first, he merely assumed he overhead a comment for another person before his eyes landed on a figure in an alleyway.
With a wink thrown his way, a light blush appeared on Oliver's face. He warily took a couple of steps closer to the man but made sure to stay somewhat within the marketplace. He hadn't heard of any horrible people...so maybe he wasn't too bad? But then again, how did he know what Oliver was looking for?
"And what do you think I'm looking for?"
Now if the man offered some fancy clothes, especially boots, in exchange for some work....Oliver may genuinely take him up on that offer. After all, that is technically bartering.
While he was very grateful for the kindness presented to him by Rami....it wasn't exactly all that stylish. It would be perfect in a pinch, but the outfits weren't him. They felt a bit disconnected and not exactly Oliver enough. They would work for now, but Oliver did want a couple of things to spice up his wardrobe, things to show his own personal style. A small part of him wanted a necklace, but he knew that was the least bit helpful. So, instead, he focused on looking for some scarves, hats, and boots.
Whilst he was turning his head towards one of the booths, a voice called out to him. Glancing around to make sure it wasn't anyone out in the marketplace he looked puzzled. Nobody was looking his way? At first, he merely assumed he overhead a comment for another person before his eyes landed on a figure in an alleyway.
With a wink thrown his way, a light blush appeared on Oliver's face. He warily took a couple of steps closer to the man but made sure to stay somewhat within the marketplace. He hadn't heard of any horrible people...so maybe he wasn't too bad? But then again, how did he know what Oliver was looking for?
"And what do you think I'm looking for?"
Now if the man offered some fancy clothes, especially boots, in exchange for some work....Oliver may genuinely take him up on that offer. After all, that is technically bartering.
a disaster!
a massive mess
trying to not die
