1 Garden in the Market [Closed|Ibara] Sat Apr 27, 2019 11:08 pm
Yammy
D-rank
It was early afternoon, about 1:30 to be exact. If one were to describe the weather, it would be described as just right. Yammy's Grandmother, Rena, had sent him on a errand. You see they normally grew their own produce, however due to recent events Rena had not be able to properly take care of their moderate sized garden. The vegetables had not yield how she expected. Which is why Yammy was here, the cloud marketplace. There were stalls and there were stores. The stalls were all locals who peddled whatever goods they had to offer, while the stores were more of a convenience, of course there were some stores that sold produce and what have you. Although, they would buy out whatever peddler was doing good with their stand.
Yammy walked through the marketplace slowly. He looked over each produce stand carefully. he wasn't in a rush, as his Grandmother was a very meticulous person when it came to her vegetables. Some stands did not take proper care of their produce, while some overcharged for their product. It been so long since Yammy had to do this that he'd forgotten why exactly they had a garden. Yammy became disappointed in the people of the cloud slightly. He'd figured they would hold themselves to a certain standard.
That was until he came a cross a well kept stand. The produce gleamed in the light, it was the water that made them gleam, but Yammy saw only how well the produced looked. They'd been organized meticulously by the stand owner. It was obvious by the quality of the produce that the stand owner took care of their product in a similar fashion to his Grandmother. "Hello? Any one there? I'm trying to buy some of your products." He called out. Their stand was rather large, but he didn't see the owner. It appeared there was some sort of back area as he saw a large sheet covering something on the backside of the stand. Instead of taking anything of moving to the next one he stood there waiting.
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Yammy walked through the marketplace slowly. He looked over each produce stand carefully. he wasn't in a rush, as his Grandmother was a very meticulous person when it came to her vegetables. Some stands did not take proper care of their produce, while some overcharged for their product. It been so long since Yammy had to do this that he'd forgotten why exactly they had a garden. Yammy became disappointed in the people of the cloud slightly. He'd figured they would hold themselves to a certain standard.
That was until he came a cross a well kept stand. The produce gleamed in the light, it was the water that made them gleam, but Yammy saw only how well the produced looked. They'd been organized meticulously by the stand owner. It was obvious by the quality of the produce that the stand owner took care of their product in a similar fashion to his Grandmother. "Hello? Any one there? I'm trying to buy some of your products." He called out. Their stand was rather large, but he didn't see the owner. It appeared there was some sort of back area as he saw a large sheet covering something on the backside of the stand. Instead of taking anything of moving to the next one he stood there waiting.
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