Shopping for class(Open)

[Constantine Vaughann]

Constantine knew sometimes it was hard to believe how the herbs and leaves you found in everyday live could be used to make strong Potion; for most of the times people ignore those herbs because they were called apples or nettles or something--one will expect all potion ingredients called dragon's heartstring or unicorn's mane. He never blamed those people for thinking that way, but honestly he preferred using these Thymes and Crabapples and Fennel.

They were more... economical. One could never bought an Ashpodel with some cent an ounce, right?

He pushed his trolley to the dried herbs aisle of the grocery store, his son Ethan was putting these and those into the trolley--mostly sweet treats he knew his father will returned to their shelves when he didn't see, so he just keep pouring in...making the chance of slipping one or two under their groceries bigger. The two stopped in front of the Mugwort price tag and the Potion Master raised his eyebrow.

The price was 15 cents higher than the last time he checked... sh*t.

[Prof. De'ath]

Jack Death was in the Herbs shop, this day. He had been at the mall, and his supply of herb had been running low, as of late, so he decided to pick up more. He was wearing a black sleeveless shirt, on which the words "The Devils Stix" swirled and moved. He was wearing black jeans as well, which were tucked into his combat boots. Over this he wore a long black Opera coat. His wand was sheathed on his belt, as was his favorite 10" knife, all hidden neatly away under the billowing fabric of the coat. He was wearing black fingerless gloves, and his hair was down.

He was looking at his favorite herbs: Purple Hoof, North Reaches, Silver Spiderclaw, and Giants Weed. He was collecting the buds and putting them in a small basket. He picked up a large bud of Silver Spiderclaw, and sniffed it. He blinked a few times and a wide smile crept across his face.
Those crystals! Its soooooooo frotsted. And the hairs are like, yellow, and neon green. Im so getting it. he mused to himself as he put the bud in his basket.

Jack moved to the counter and thought as he pulled out his money pouch, that he would need food, and drinks to accompany this feast of herb, so he finished paying, and made his way to the grocery store. He wisely tucked the bag of goodies into a hidden pocket on his coat.

He grabbed a small basket on his way in to the store, and headed straight for the drinks, grabbing up a few energy drinks, as well as a pepper up potion, and then begun grabbing sweets in the alley that Mr. Vaughnn and his son were in. He didnt notice them as his attention was gripped by all the colorful candies and snacks. Besides, Jack De'ath was on a mission.

It was just about then he damn near fell over Mr. Vaughnns cart...If it werent for the fact that he wasnt moving very fast, and he wasnt under the influence, so, instead, he straightened up and said, "Sorry, man."