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Five smiled warmly and turned around, "Hey Korby."
He gave them a pat on the head.

"Poyo!" ("Hey!") Korby then looks up at the ceiling, noticing SECRET is taped up here. "Poyo poyo poyo?" ("What in the star haven has happened?") Korby said in a confused tone.

Aunn looked at the scene before her and decided to inquire on the other items. "That's a lot of chocolate," she said dryly.

"It is a metric buttload of chocolate, yes," Isa admitted. She patted the top of the enormous bar. "I debated for awhile about putting this item out after. . . prior events that left me with ungodly indigestion, but in the end I figured someone would buy it."

Aunn laughed a little at that. "I get that. How much for the... bag?"

Isa raised an eyebrow at that. "I thought you were very put off by the concept of the dead corpse. Why the sudden change?"

She shrugged. "I don't want it in the wrong hands, and I don't want you throwing it around."

"That's fair," the merchant replied. She went to retrieve the bodybag. Dragging it back onto the table, Isa looked back to Aunn with inquiring eyes. "Would you like to see who's inside?"

Aunn raised her eyebrows nervously. "Uhhhh... sure??"

With a grin, Isa begins to open the bag . . .

. . . Only for Emelia to tear her way out. Groaning, she glanced around the bar. "Where the hell am I?"

Aunn's pale face somehow got even paler. "What the hell?!" she exclaimed. "You said it was some corpse!"

"It . . . is a corpse?" Isa asked, genuinely perplexed.

The undead Inquisitor's eyes locked onto Aunn, then Isa, and finally the bodybag she was folded in. Her face said it all: someone better give an explanation. Now.

"Now I've seen everything."

Max: so if anything it’s a zombie and your at a bar zombie person * he chuckled *

(I think I did give you your order)


He brought three orders of Spring rolls out to Yamato

Aunn put her hands up as if to say 'Don't ask me!' and slowly backed away from the undead woman.

Emelia turned her hardened gaze upon Isa, who merely shrugged. With a long-suffering sigh, she exited the body bag, which was already much too small. " I don't have time for this. I'm leaving. Pray we don't meet again."

The dead woman promptly walked out the door.

Watching Emelia leave, the merchant looked back to the now destroyed body bag. She held it up to Aunn with the utmost seriousness. "The price was five gold. I'll lower it to whatever you want if you take this and agree to never speak of this again."

(I might've missed it, mb)

Yamato smiles, thanking the skilled chef as he takes out some money and hands it to him.