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How odd, this sort of thing usually would've made him angry, but seeing this guy's reaction, he felt like that would just be tiring. Somehow the customer completely losing his temper made Leo keep his cool. It felt kind of nice not being the first one to explode for once.

As slowly as possible, Leo turned in his chair to ring up the book he had been holding onto. With a swift motion he swiped it, half tempted to do it twice just to piss this guy off.

"That'll be twenty two fifty." Leo said almost mechanically. The noirette extended his arm with an open palm.   

The young Baskerville had seen some weird people come in here, but he's never dealt with an avid reader so angry before. He began to wonder just who this person really was. Maybe they led a secret angry book reading fan club where all the members yelled at each other

One thing that Elliot certainly didn’t expect was for the employee to react so calmly to the whole rant. Usually others would either shout back, start apologizing or even cry. This was a new experience, and with a complete stranger, at that.

“Yes, I am fucking done, now let me buy the damned book already.” he growled, taking out his wallet. Irritation always brought out not as proper words, even though Elliot didn’t really notice it unless Vanessa scolded him or swatted his head. 

He just wanted to read the newest Holy Knight book since Oz had bought it here recently and took pleasure in reading it before Elliot, teasing him about it and slipping out fake facts just to annoy the Nightray even more. But, of course, a normal trip to the bookstore wasn’t possible if there were opinions involved. 

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prideoftheirfamily replied to your post: ooc:

//I will try to get a reply out of myself today I JUST WANT TO ROLEPLAY WITH YOU YOU YOU YOU BUTT

//aaaaaAAAWWW geta's bein extra cute

I'll try to reply quickly, i'm not as busy as before

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((bond with smut novels yes or something *shot* Sharon will casually visit Leo’s bookstore))

//ooc waaah i didnt see this in time but YES

EVERYBODY COME TO MY BOOKSTORE

PARTY IN REVEILLE BOOKS

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𝄢|"Oh darn you figured me out."

The bookkeeper chuckled a little while turning the lock in the store shutter.

Leo was hoping to make a few comments on Oz's older brother to scare him for a laugh, seems like the kid remembered him faster than he expected. It was almost scary how similar the brothers looked, if it was brighter out Leo could have mistaken Oz for Jack.

"Its fine, its fine I'm the last one out anyway so my boss wouldn't care. Oh, well I didn't start working here until about half a year ago? Surprisingly thats not very long job wise, lots of people don't know I work here."

The Baskerville gently pushed lifted the shutter, stumbled through the door, and clicked the light on revealing the eery interior.

დ| “You wouldn’t mind, Leo~?”

Of course, Oz recognized the boy now. He was his brother’s boyfriend’s little brother. Wasn’t he? He was Oswald’s little brother. It had been a while since Oz had last seen the boy, and his hair had grown out considerably. It was a good look for him. 

Although, he had pretty eyes from what he remembered. 

“I didn’t know you worked here!”

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𝄢| The young Baskerville sighed, looking at the horrible wreck that was the kitchen.

Leo couldn't exactly remember just how he got into this mess, somehow Revis became involved when he was trying to cook. The noirette looked himself up and down, nothing but flour and bits of condiments in his hair and clothes.There was no recipe book out, Revis seemed to be winging this as he gave Leo more more odd directions.

All he wanted was a grilled cheese sandwich.

Why couldn't it have just been a grilled cheese sandwich?

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hey hey if anyone has any ideas for how your character would interact with Leo, please share~ I dont want to assume and jump the gun so send me a message yo!

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𝄢| Whoops. 

Leo could tell from the momentary silence, he hit a landmine. Really does this guy have to bothered by everything? He was only holding a friendly discussion, but this person took the criticism as if he was the writer himself. At least Don Quixote had self control, he ought to really take a cue from the regal knights he loves so much.

The noirette noticeably flinched at the sudden bang, holding the book to his chest out of instinct. He really didn't like loud noises.

Hey hey, isn't all this drama rather uncalled for?

The messy attendant sat quietly as the teen went into a full blown lecture, even going completely off course with his talk of detectives. Leo was well aware the difference between a book character and someone with the actual occupation. Books are more exciting because it goes beyond the realms of normalcy in real life, right? He wasn't stupid, only an idiot would think all detectives get away with acting like Sherlock Holmes, just waltzing into a crime scene doing whatever he pleased.

After the sandy haired rage machine in front of him finished, there was an odd silence that followed. Usually, Leo would have immediately responded to each and every point, but as if this guy would listen.

Leo relaxed in his chair, placing his arm down on the desk.

"Are you done?"

Nodding ardently at first, Elliot was ready to hear the guy with how Holy Knight is one of the best series one could read. After all, he had been reading it ever since he was little- the first three volumes were a present from his oldest brother, Fred, to the boy for his 5th birthday. By that time, he had been taught reading, and it was the first real book he had gotten in his entire bitty life.

Ever since then, Elliot had taken a liking to knights and Middle ages, swords and adventures. It was what made the Nightray start fencing, and have strong beliefs like Edwin had! That book was truly one of the few Elliot’s passions, and he was always happy to find someone who had read it as well. 

He certainly didn’t expect to get a ‘it could do better’ smacked right into his face.

And by a messy shop assistant, especially.

It took Elliot a bit of time to stop staring at Leo in disbelief. His expression went from surprised to indignant. “It’s more than okay, what the hell are you saying?!” he furiously slammed his fist to the counter, making it shake a bit. No, the Nightray will never be quiet when someone is insulting his favorite book like that.

“There are more than enough books who have only dialogs in them- those sort of stories are extremely boring, not like Holy Knight who at least has some action rather than sitting around and talking it all out! Who the hell even does that- not all problems can be solved by words!”

If there were at least a bit of sense in that hotheaded skull of his, Elliot would’ve probably known not to start such arguments with strangers. But since the Nightray barely had any self-control at all, backing down hadn’t even crossed his mind.

“If you like those sort of books where all they do is deceive each other and lie, never act honestly, then fine!” he motioned towards the detective story the raven head had put near himself. “Detectives, they have flaws too like any other book! Usually most of those genius people have their own lives they can’t deal with, in addition to being smug and making the police forces look like a joke! Real detectives always try their best and not act as mysterious, they do their work so justice would be passed upon criminals! It isn’t some game like those authors turn it out to be!”

One of Elliot’s older brothers was a detective, after all- he would know. It wasn’t anything amusing at all, and the Nightray couldn’t ever understand why people enjoyed reading those sort of novels.

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And that small voice whispers through the wall between your room and Oswald’s every night, I wonder where it comes from. -cough-

good thing Leo sleeps like a rock, otherwise hearing disembodied voices would scare the hell out of him

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Prompt: Leo fully realizes what does it mean to have a mafia for a family.

Leo had been happily reading about the Mafia and the countless Mafia families across the world, that is, until he remembered he was one of them. He put the book down and ruffled his hand through his hair trying to process the enormity of what that means.

Just how much illegal activity do we actually commit?

Smuggling drugs?

Prostitution?

MURDER?

Just thinking about it always gave him a headache. When he was young, it was hard to imagine some of his relatives like Lacie gunning someone down, but the older he got, the more it seemed to be rather plausible.

Surely enough, the more he grew, the more he seemed to retreat from the “family business”. A part of him was always slightly curious about just what was going on behind closed doors, but a small voice always reminded him its better if you don’t know.

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𝄢| The teen's irritation practically filled the atmosphere between them as Leo worked in silence, ringing up the cash register. Who comes to a book store expecting to leave immediately? Leo shrugged, assuming maybe this guy had some sort of high strung personality.

Ah.

His side comment flew the youth in front of him into a rant, Leo didn't expect such an enthusiastic response like that. It was almost as if his mood did a complete 180, especially with that wide excited grin on his face. 

"Hmmmm, you really dislike Edgar, huh?"

Leo was beginning to piece together the type of person this guy was. He seemed like the type to obsess over Arthurian Legends, valor, and pride. If he shows up more often, Leo was considering mentally calling him Don Quixote or something along those lines. He half expected the guy to break out into Old English.

"Edwin is alright, he seems a little one dimensional to me. My favorite would probably be Juliet, after all, the idea that she could be ambiguously good or evil is incredibly intriguing. I personally hope she survives, however if she did die, it would have meaning. And of course there's Count Gorey who..."

Leo stopped himself, he was so caught up in his imagination he almost forgot that the person in front of him had no clue about that just yet. 

"..Is such a cruel character. He really has set up some rather horrible atrocities."

For a split second the noirette almost forget he has gotten to read the volume before anyone else has, if he slipped that spoiler, the guy in front of him would have surely flew into a rage. He managed to safe it at the last minute.

"Though I have to admit.... Holy Knight is ok as a series. I suppose you can say it's like Harry Potter, its a very good story but I have read much better. I say the characterization needs more work and I would prefer more dialogue rather than action driven plot."

Once Leo started talking about books it was hard to make him stop. He didn't even realize that his casual remark would probably cause some damage to his customer, after all, the young Baskerville just saw it as expressing his opinion. 

Only silence settled down after his demanding statement. Elliot stared at the messy boy, waiting for some kind of reaction. How did he get employed anyways, being so slow and inattentive. He was about to say something more, maybe a bit more insulting, but the shop assistant finally stood up and put his book away.

Finally.

Already Elliot’s eyes were drifting to read titles of random books on the counter, just waiting for the book to undergo all the buying process. Even if the bookstore was indeed nice, giving off that cozy and antique atmosphere that was somehow charming, the Nightray didn’t want to stay there too long. After all, he had a lot to do today.

Even though he was extremely annoyed with the raven head, Elliot couldn’t help but snap his attention back to him, eyes widening in excitement.

“Of course!”

“Holy Knight is the best series I have ever read! The adventures, the tension, the characters, everything is just amazing! Even though I hate it how that piece of trash Edgar usually gets the attention- Edwin is way better than that sacrificial asshole! His honorable ways, how he lives, everything is perfect about him! And the plot started thickening, I always suspected Juliet was evil, but then she saved Edwin! I can’t wait to see the action, what will Count Gorey do now?!”

Elliot had waited for the 19th volume so eagerly, and this was the time he finally expressed his passion for it. After all, with Oz he mostly fought about who is better- Edwin or Edgar.

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ooc: im online with a functioning muse

so does anyone want me to tackle their starter immediately?

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//I’m gonna respond to yours today I swear I’M JUST STUCK ON MAKING A HUGE RANT AHHHHHHHH

//SHHHHH IT OKAY

im kind of just mentally chillin online and catchin up with other stories in the meantime

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ooc: sorry I havent been on much lately

works been taking a lot out of me energy wise

I do have a day off tomorrow so I can finally do some real starters

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𝄢| Leo carefully looked over at the customer, obviously quite excited for the new edition. That was the second time someone had asked specifically for the new Holy Knight. Maybe the two are part of a fanclub or something like that, he had heard the book had quite a large following.

Leo glanced back to his book when he saw the youth head toward his direction. Not good, he let himself get distracted from his reading. My, what a loud voice. It wasn't as if Leo didn't hear the teen in front of him, he just wanted to finish off this paragraph. What happened to having a little patience, honestly. 

Leo closed his book with a soft sigh, he'll come back to that later. If he had just a minute more he would be done with the page, however this customer was proving to be difficult. Leo didn't exactly liked to leave off in awkward places.

He gently put it back onto the counter top, looking up at the irritated teen through the wreck he called hair.

"I take it you enjoy this series quite a bit." Leo said, with just a hint of sarcasm in his voice.

The person didn’t even get up, nor was he polite like a normal shop assistant should be. The vague directions the guy gave Elliot made him even more annoyed than he already was, but he suppressed his anger strangely well and headed over where a long line of new hard-covered ‘Holy Knight’ books. 

After all, it wasn’t worth ruining such a great moment with some random guy. Elliot took one book out of the orderly place, his eyes widening from excitement. He turned it around eagerly, reading the summary- they always gave crappy ones for these series on the internet, talking way more about a stupid character, Edgar, than Edwin, who was basically the heroine in this story. He died in an annoying way, too.

“I want to buy this.” the Nightray came back to the black haired person, who still didn’t get up. Looks like he was reading something- were the employees allowed to slack off like that, or was it just him? Elliot wouldn’t ever let himself do something similar while helping out Vanessa at her flower shop. If he wasn’t selling the flowers, he was changing the water or just clipping off some leaves that were withered. 

Seems like not everyone was as hardworking as Elliot. Or obviously paying attention to what was happening around, he sourly noted as the raven head didn’t react to him in any way.

“I said I want to buy the book already and get to reading it!”

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𝄢| Leo paused for a moment. 

Oh, he's one of those fans...

The young clerk played with the keys in his hand. "You know Oz, I wouldn't mind ringing that up for you." After all that shipment had just come in, he didn't have time to put it on the shelves yet. Boys his age weren't even interested in books anymore and it would be wrong to deprive him of something like reading, right?

დ| ”Yeah. I was planning on coming by to buy that new Holy Knight book, but it looked like you were closing shop, so I didn’t run in.” It took a bit of self-convincing, though. Oz really wanted that book. ‘Nice to meet ya~. My name’s Oz.”

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𝄢| When Leo saw the young boy turn to greet him, he sighed in relief. Good, no robbers. "Ah, I do. Its nothing really." The noirette explained while taking one last look into the darkened windows. "Do you like books?"

დ| ”Oh!”

Smiling, Oz turned about on his heel, seeing someone popping out of the book shop he had just tried to see if it was open. “Do you work at that store, sir?”

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𝄢| Leo stepped outside to finish closing up shop, when he saw someone out of the corner of his eye. Wasn't it rather late?

"Hello?"

დ| Was there anyone awake this time of night?