_gaspard_ (_gaspard_) wrote in misplacedrpg, @ 2020-04-15 14:52:00 |
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Entry tags: | !rp, character: eleanor branstone, character: gaspard shingleton, time: 2020 04 |
RP: Why didn't his wealth come with him?
Who: Gaspard, open.
What: This whole 'no money you must work from the bottom' thing really doesn't settle well with Gaspard.
When: 4/15/20; morning.
Where: The Commissary
Warnings: None.
Completion Status: Open.
Gaspard had a full pantry in his cabin, certainly enough to keep him until his first 'paycheck' as explained to him by Joe when he received his job assignment. But he didn't have any good wine in his pantry and he was slightly hesitant to visit the pub again since Joe had given him so many dirty faces about flirting with the cute barmaid.
And so, after leaving the Community Center with his assignment, which he would start working at on the coming Monday, he headed next door to what appeared to be a grocery store. He browsed the wines - not an Elf Wine to be found of course - and picked himself out a couple bottles that looked interesting enough. As he was making to leave the building, a voice came from seemingly no where and scolded him loudly, explaining that he needed to pay for the items before he could leave. The voice sounded like Joe. Gaspard looked around and rolled his eyes. Joe told him not to be so childish. Scoffing, Gaspard spoke loudly in reply, "Well then how the hell am I supposed to buy them? What happened to my accounts when I came here?" Joe didn't answer. With a huff of breath, Gaspard made to return the bottles. With one last longing look in their direction, he headed back toward the front door.