Backwater Nexus. Mall. Let's Rock and Ride!

[misslucysleeches]

Lucy approaches the mall with just a little trepidation, smoothing out her dress (bright green with yellow flowers on the skirt -- and it's just over knee length, so a certain little pitcher needn't worry if she's around tonight) and making sure her hair is pulled back neatly in its ponytail. Silver's mention of the Rock N Ride nights at the mall stuck with her even after her return to her own world. So, after a rather annoying day trying to make sure her passport was up-to-date, she's decided it's time to seek out some fun and see what else this Nexus has to offer. "Just hope they accept regular old American dollars," she mumbles, patting her purse by her side as she reaches the front entrance. (Nothing in her vast array of literature suggested they wouldn't, but discretion, valor, etc.)

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[misslucysleeches]

Lucy nods and gives him a squeeze, then grins as the song transitions. She approves of the lyrics and will be fistpumping the air to show her support.

[random_xtras]

Jazz whoops and catcalls approval even as Uzulee laughs and dances.

And a small hand quickly taps Lucy on the elbow as a soft voice says, "Excuse me. Do you need a bag to carry your book in?"

[misslucysleeches]

Lucy starts slightly at the sudden contact, then looks around for the source of same. "Excuse me?" It's a bit hard to hear with such enthusiasm around her.

[random_xtras]

Jazz looks down, and then his grin blooms out like small sunshine as he spots the source of the voice. It's a girl of about nine or ten, with dark hair pulled back in a braid, skin tanned and weathered by the elements, and a pair of the most startling husky-puppy blue eyes to ever set in such a face. Her clothes are leather, with the fur turned inward, and though they're skillfully made it's clear they're of no modern pattern.

The child holds up a pretty basket bag that would fit on someone's back, and several similar bags with different patterns are hanging over her shoulders. "It's made of spruce roots, a renewable resource."

[misslucysleeches]

Lucy follows his gaze and smiles as well. Aw, she's a cutie. "Hi there," she says, before looking over the bag. "Really? That's great," she says, reaching out with her free hand to see how it feels. "I could use something to carry this. . ." Perhaps she should have brought a proper bag with her on this outing, instead of just her little purse. On the other hand, she wasn't intending to do more but wander while she was here, much less buy stuff that needed to be carried around in anything other than her stomach.

[random_xtras]

The basketwork is flexible and tightly done, and once the shoulder straps are pulled the top of the bag is fastened shut. The design is green and yellow, like Lucy's skirt. There's another bag with those colours on it on the child's back, but that one has a lid that slides down on the shoulder straps and has some sort of material sewn onto it to give a bit of water protection.

"They don't cost very much," says the little girl. "Because we get all the material from the forest. This one has only plant things in it. Some of these others have rabbit skin in them."

[misslucysleeches]

It's very pretty, and Lucy appreciates the craftsmanship that clearly goes into it. These people know how to make -- baskets? Bags? Basketbags? You know what she means.

"I see," Lucy says, still fussing with the offered one. "I've got American dollars on me -- that acceptable for payment?" She wants to make sure the kid gets the right sort of money for where she lives.

[random_xtras]

"Oh, any kind of money is good in the Nexus," says the girl.

"You a Nexusite?" Jazz asks her.

"Yes. My clan lives in the forest here." The girl turns her grin to him.

[misslucysleeches]

"Oh, good," Lucy says, relieved. "I didn't know if I needed something specific in this case. . .so yeah, how much?" She'll happily support some kid helping out her family in the forest.