1999 [open] Jan 9, 2019 2:44:11 GMT
Post by Oralie Lister on Jan 9, 2019 2:44:11 GMT
"'Scuse me sir!" Oralie chirped as she shook the shoulders of the pawn shop owner, an old man with wicked sharp ram horns over his ears. He jerked from his slumber with a sullen grunt. "Urgh... whaddya want, kid?" he grumbled, shooting Oralie his best get-off-my-lawn glare. His pupils were rectangular.
Unfazed, Oralie graced the pawn shop owner with her toothiest grin. Rows of shark-like teeth glimmered under the dusty yellow lights. "Sorry to wake you up! I was just wondering if this unlocks anything here?" She held up an slender brass key the size of her pinky finger with a fleur de lis bow and two ridged bits at the end. She'd found it stuffed inside the belly of a mangled teddy bear.
The pawn shop owner was already nodding off again. "Mm, yeah, it unlocks somethin' here... dun remember what or where it is... find it yerself, kid." Then he drifted off. His rocking chair shook with his thunderous snores.
Oralie jumped over from behind the counter, nearly knocking over the cash register in the process, and looked around. The pawnshop was more of a cramped storage unit than anything, cluttered with stacks and shelves of mostly useless junk. One's trash was another's treasure, though, and Oralie was dying to know what this little key unlocked. A music box? A lover's locket? Perhaps even a secret passageway? The possibilities were endless.
Oralie went around the pawn shop jamming the key into every vaguely keyhole-shaped opening she could find. She was in the middle of shaking the key out of a cracked porcelain piggy bank when the bell attached over the pawn shop's door rang out, signalling the entrance of a customer.
Oralie popped her head up, still joggling the piggy bank like crazy. "Hey! I dropped something in here, wanna help me get it out?"