05-10-2011, 02:30 AM
He couldn't stand it here. Oh, how it smelled! If only it were proper for him to hold his nose as he walked about the shop - he would have done so immediately. Instead, he had to walk around whilst keeping his breath shallow. Every time he did, the smell of cabbage and rotten eggs filled his nostrils and made him want to gag. He hated the idea of touching any of the bottles crammed onto the dusty shelves. Luckily, he'd been here long enough for the shop's employees to recognize him and assist him in making his purchases.
"Some of Dr. Phillip's elixir there," He said and motioned toward an orange bottle before returning his gaze to the list he clutched in his hands, "Three of those, if you don't mind. Ah, also a half dozen newt's tongue jars." He grimaced as the employee moved the ordered items over to the check out counter. The pickled tongues were disgusting and swollen and floated in a green slime.
Chander felt his throat clench and he quickly shifted his view back to the list. He read off the remainder of the list as swiftly as possible. The employee, arms loaded with the apothecary's products, turned around too quickly and bumped into someone. Chander looked up just in time to see at least half of the ordered products crash to the floor. Colored glass shattered and spread everywhere, along with the disgusting and smelly innards spilling all over the floor.
The slime from the newt's tongue jar splattered onto Chander's suit coat. A half second later, his dark eyes focused on the green substance that dripped down his chest, he let out a less than appropriate squeal, spun on his heel and tried to run as quickly as he could toward the door before he vomited in panic.
"Some of Dr. Phillip's elixir there," He said and motioned toward an orange bottle before returning his gaze to the list he clutched in his hands, "Three of those, if you don't mind. Ah, also a half dozen newt's tongue jars." He grimaced as the employee moved the ordered items over to the check out counter. The pickled tongues were disgusting and swollen and floated in a green slime.
Chander felt his throat clench and he quickly shifted his view back to the list. He read off the remainder of the list as swiftly as possible. The employee, arms loaded with the apothecary's products, turned around too quickly and bumped into someone. Chander looked up just in time to see at least half of the ordered products crash to the floor. Colored glass shattered and spread everywhere, along with the disgusting and smelly innards spilling all over the floor.
The slime from the newt's tongue jar splattered onto Chander's suit coat. A half second later, his dark eyes focused on the green substance that dripped down his chest, he let out a less than appropriate squeal, spun on his heel and tried to run as quickly as he could toward the door before he vomited in panic.
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