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The boy slowly opened the bag and looked inside. "I have a knife already," he said slowly though he was quick to examine and pocket the new knife just the same. The slingshot was left to lay on the floor while he rolled the glass beads in his hands and watched as the light going through the glass seemed to make them into tiny lights in his hand as the light bent and showed through the glass onto his hand as if it came from the beads themselves.

Pieridae nodded and shrugged as he leaned against one of the shelves. "That's not just a knife, it's good for smaller thins." He watched Victor get lost in the beads refracted light. "Those are the ammo for the sling shot. You can hunt small game from a distance now." The fae tapped his unstrung bow hanging on his pack. Nobody would really know it was a bow unless they had seen it earlier.

The boy didn't seem to hear him. "They're like clear marbles," he said. He quietly played with the 'marbles' as while longer before putting them away. "I read once that you can maybe kill a bear by putting a rock in a ball of meat and then the bear eats it and chokes. Is that true?" he asked.

The response was a shrug from the small man. "Never tried it. I guess it could be possible." He pondered it a moment. "I have no idea if it would work." He started to drum on his fingers on the rack he was leaning on. "Do you want to learn how to shoot them?"

The boy looked a little surprised. "Why?" he asked, "If I did that they could get broke or lost." He couldn't fathom why the man would give him 'marbles' and expect him to damage or purposely get rid of them. "I like them the way they are," he said firmly.

Pieridae had a thought cross his mind. "These are replaceable marbles. You fling them with sling shot I got you and you can hunt small game. Once they are nearly used up you can get more!" He should have gotten the frosted white ones, maybe those would have helped.

"Couldn't I use rocks instead?" the boy asked. The shot Pier had given him didn't look like bullets which were dark, sometimes cone like in shape and clearly meant to be fired at things. What the man had given him looked very much like marbles which were not anything like bullets and you weren't supposed to throw them let alone shoot them at anything.

Pieridae shrugged. "I guess you could use rocks, they are harder find in the right size though, not to mention these shoot better." Unlike the boy, Pieridae didn't see anything special in the glass balls. They weren't anything special to him.

"But they're marbles," the boy protested, "You don't shoot marbles like that." He picked up the slingshot and tested the elastic. He has some experience with using a slingshot before and only once before could he recall being given a slingshot rather than having one be taken away. "Are you done here?" he asked Pier. Victor wasn't overly eager to linger too long in town.

Pieridae shrugged and nodded. "Are you all set?" He packed away his first aid kit, minus the chemical medicine which he despised for no reason other than its industrial-ness. He waited for the boy to get ready to leave.

"I suppose," the boy said. "Where are you heading next?" he asked, "Any idea what's on the other side of this place?" The boy put the slingshot into his backpack, put it on and stood up. He stomped his feet to make the lights light up partly because Pier hadn't commented on them and partly just because he could.

"I have no idea, shall we investigate?" He looked down at the shoes. "Nice." Pieridae did find them a little bit childish but he didn't really care what the boy wore as long as he was properly dressed against elements. He looked left and right, "would you like to lead the way?"

"I suppose," Victor said. He smiled a little when the fae commented on his shoes. They weren't the most practical but the boy didn't plan to wear them much. "No. You lead," he said not wanting to give the man the opportunity to literally stab him in the back. He was warming up to Pier a little, but he couldn't be too careful.

Pieridae nodded and turned to walk out when he spotted two familiar faces. He stopped, backed up, and concealed himself behind a row of shelving. "Remember those two hunters? They're right over there." He nodded in their direction. They still didn't seem to friendly, being in a heated yet somehow quiet argument over the phone. The anger could be seen on the larger hunters face while the smaller hunter seemed more concerned than anything.

Victor stepped back when Pier did and looked over at the hunters. He didn't think the two had seen him before and there was a cashier at the counter so there was a chance they'd be able to leave the store. "Are we going to have to sit here forever?" he asked the fae quietly.

Pieridae shook his head and slinked around the corner, he didn't want any trouble in here. "Just don't draw any attention," he whispered to Victor. "We'll be fine, I just don't feel like another brawl." Breaking cover, Pieridae walked towards the door. "Hope you don't mind an early exit to our shoe store expidition."

Victor followed Pier out of the store cautiously. "You talk weird," he told the man. "I paid for my new shoes already and only need one pair. You told me to met you in there," he said as if it should have been obvious that he had no reason to stay in the store.

The Fae led the way out of the store. "You asked what was on the other side." Then he shrugged. "I can talk in another toungue if you'd like." The hole time he talked he didn't turn to the boy. He just walked out of the store. When he exited he looked to the boy. "Did you get those here? You bought them right?" The last thing he wanted was an alarm to go off and deal with... Well just people.

The boy knew how to keep the alarms from going off. He hated the noise they made. "I already told you that I paid for the shoes," he replied. That was the truth though the same could not be said for everything in his new backpack. "Trying speaking in English. Real modern English like real people do if you're going to talk different than you already do," the boy suggested. The pair didn't yet know it but the city they were leaving was the first of a large number of cities and if they didn't change course they'd be leaving the wilderness far behind them for a great many miles to come.

(Been sick for last few days. I'm slowly getting over it so slower than ever as of late. I may have mentioned that already.)

He cocked his head. "You said you wanted to check out what was on the other side right? I assumed you meant the store." He paused. "This is modern English." Pieridae didn't understand what the boy meant. He kept leading the way out, he started toward the road and stopped when he reached its edge. "Alright Victor, where to next?" He figured if he gave the kid the choice then it would make him happy. And why not be happy? Pieridae thought it had become a pretty nice day in the time he had been shopping. It had sprinkled a bit and left a cool moistness in the air, just how he liked it.