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Trixie's lucky day? (Aka +1 unicorn XD)

That right there sure would be a unicorn with a bright azure blue coat and cornflower blue mane, trotting right out of nowhere into the forum. The thing that she's pulling, looks like a combination of a cart, storefront and small house behind her... It's not a huge wagon by any means, but one gets the feeling that there is more to it than a first glance would have you believe...

Trixie decreased her speed from a canter, to a trot, and finally a full stop as she looked around the area with a puzzled, but also surprised, look on her face. "Hmmm... Well, this is new..." It didn't take her long to spot what she thought had to be the ugliest sign she'd ever seen, and shortly there after, the 'Welcome to the Nexus' brochure. "Nexus?"

Floating the pamphlet over using magic, she started to read it, and looked quite intrigued by the information. "Interesting... I wonder..."

Clearing her throat, she looked around and asked "Could anyone please tell me what the local currency here is?" She paused and considered things a moment. "Also, do I need a permit to sell items here?"

Well, why not? It's not like she had any urgent business anywhere, any chance to for her to gain knowledge, new items and perhaps sell some of her wares, it would be stupidity of the highest order to let an opportunity like this pass her by.

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((tis fine with me! :D))

C'taqa nods, understanding. "If you need any help, I'd be glad to." For what it's worth, he's magical himself, and quite powerful. Trixie can probably sense a warmth that radiates from him, a kind and gentle sort of power befitting a healer. "Ending up here doesn't seem to be in much of anyone's plans, to be fair."

He'll nod to her question. "I think they would be. I've traded gold currency from my own world in return for goods, at least - it wasn't so much the 'currency' part as the 'gold' part that made it work."

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"I don't think I'll need much help, but thank you for the offer." Trixie can tell he's got magic, but she tries not to look too deeply, considering it to be much like keeping personal space. She chuckles a bit and nods. "It wasn't in my plans, but I can't say I'm overly upset about it either."

At the mention of some places or people accepting gold, her ears perk and the quill that had been writing in the book stopped. "They take gold here in some places? Would you mind directing me to a few of them?"

Her stomach was complaining about the lack of food, and she'd been debating finding a park to go graze in. It wasn't the best or most healthy option, but it wasn't the worst idea either.

"I've only traded with someone else who came here." C'taqa looks apologetic. "I think it wouldn't hurt to look at the shops, though. They're down this way--" he gestures, then thinks to fumble in his pocket for what appears to be a crude map of the Nexus. Obviously incomplete, the ink smudged in a few places, it still looks quite helpful nonetheless. "You can have this if you want. I think I'm learning my way around well enough."

Of course, sharp kitty ears catch the sound of Trixie's stomach grumbling. "Are you hungry? Ah...what do you like to eat?" Odds are he has something.

"Oh... Well at least it's a possibility then." She gives him a smile anyways, thankful for whatever information he can give her. Though she does tilt her head to take a look at the map he offers her. "I couldn't take your map from you... but if you don't mind waiting for a few minuets I could make a copy?" Trixie didn't want to take his map, the moment you got rid of your map was the moment you found you needed it most.

When he asks her if she's hungry, she looks a touch embarrassed. "A little..." She blinks "Would you trade for gold? ... and uh... do you have any apples?"

"Sure, I have plenty of time," C'taqa agrees, his tail giving a friendly swish. "I don't mind."

He'll rummage in his satchel a bit now and produce a small bag containing several large red apples. They're very shiny, with an almost mirror-like finish. "Will these do? And you don't have to give me anything, really - I give away food to everyone." He does, too. There was one time a bit ago where he had entire tables of free food, just for the purpose of letting it be eaten.

C'taqa will find the map gently tugged from his hand by an 'aura' of magic, since Trixie used her magic for a lot of things that many with hands took for granted. She'd not do anything to damage his map, and wouldn't pull too hard on it with her magic.

Her eyes widened slightly at the sight of the apples, those looked so good, then she blinked at him not wanting anything for them. "Are you sure?" If he insists, she won't protest too much... but she's already thinking of something she can give him to repay his kindness. Maybe she could make him a space enhanced satchel... "Is there anything you need that I can keep a look out for?"

C'taqa doesn't seem fussed by the magic; after all, Trixie has hooves, and he imagines it can't be too easy to hold things with them. He lets her float the map over to work on it.

"I'm sure," he nods, taking an apple from the bag and offering it. It smells very sweet, though not cloyingly so, and will taste sharply refreshing. "I can always get more of these - I have a few friends who grow things like this, they're always giving me things to cook with or snack on."

And he'll consider her question with a curious earflick - for the record, he would quite like a satchel of holding if it ever came up. "Hm. Actually...I think I could use some new utensils. My favorite spoon broke just the other day and I haven't had a chance to replace it..."

It doesn't take her long to copy the map into her floating journal, and to swap him the map for the offered apple. She floats the apple over to set it on one of the ledges of her cart, not wanting to be rude and eat like a starved animal.

At the mention of utensils, she jots something else down in her book. "What size and what material?" A pause "If you still have the pieces, I could probably fix it for you?" Mending a spoon was child's play for her, she could probably enchant it to be unbreakable or something too...

If he decided to come back to look at her wares, he'd likely be flabbergasted by just how many options she could offer on a 'bag of holding'. There were limits of course, but she'd had plenty of practice while making her cart.

"It's about this long--" C'taqa holds his hands apart to indicate a roughly eight-inch long spoon. "Actually, I do have the top part...but the handle was a total loss. Here it is though." The bit of spoon he takes from his satchel has a long, fairly shallow bowl and smells lightly of fragrant spices.

He will definitely have to check out her wares, oh yes.

She looks at the spoon he's holding and tilts her head a bit. "I think I can fix that..." It wasn't that hard, a new handle and maybe a rune or two to keep it from breaking again. Possibly one for self cleaning too.

"What do you use it for?" The herbs smelled good, and she thought it was for cooking, but it could also be for herbal potions... a difference in use would change how she fixed the spoon.

((Wooden spoon or metal?))

"Cooking. I'm not much for alchemy - potion-making was never my skill." He chuckles a little, looking ruefully amused. "If you can fix it, then be my guest."

((Wooden spoon! He doesn't much care for metal utensils, silly boy.))

She floats the spoon out of his hand to get a better look at it. "I think I can... It would take me about an hour or so..." There was a tree nearby that she could get a cutting from for the wood, and the small compartment in her wagon with her cart repair tools was stable enough to open.

"Did you want me to add any self cleaning enchantments to it?" Trixie was already planning a set of unbreaking enchantments to it. They wouldn't stop someone from snapping it on purpose, but it would survive just about any regular use he could put it through.

((They have their time and place... just not for most cooking applications :3))

"You can do that?" C'taqa looks pleasantly surprised, ears perking up a little. "That would be nice, actually. As much as I love it, it's a pain to clean."

Then again, the rest of his cooking implements tend to be the same way.

((Hee, very true! I prefer wooden myself. I make a lot of acidic sauces and that is just not on with metal utensils.))

"I can. It will likely still pick up scents over time though... Hmmm... a simple rinse perhaps or..." She's already thinking of the different ways that she can make the spoon better. It would be a great way to see how the magic of this place flows as well.

"Can you come back in about an hour? I think I can have this fixed up by then." She'd also have a chance to eat that nice apple... mmmm...

((I make lots of perogies and potato based things aside from the normal acidic sauces. That horrible metallic taste if you use a metal bowl and spoon... ewwww!))

C'taqa nods, looking quite impressed. "I don't mind if it picks anything up. In fact, I think I'd rather it did."

He sets the rest of the apples on a nearby table with a smile. "Sure, I'll be back in about an hour then."

((Perogies! <3 Now I want perogies. Darn you. :D))

"I should have it ready for you then, see you in a bit."

By the time he comes back, the area around her cart will look somewhat different. She has the awning spread out, a wooden work table set up, and half the bag of apples he'd left her eaten.

It would be easy enough to spot his spoon on the table, a glow of magic around it as Trixie works on putting the finishing touches on it. She's using what looks like a quill made of silver to etch symbols on the end of the spoon handle. The spoon itself looks just like new, only the newer wood is a different shade than the older, giving it a pretty two toned look... it almost looks like the woods had been melted, fused and reshaped instead of just glued.

She's obviously concentrating hard, and boy does she have a lot of tools out on the table.

((Whoops :3 sorry, I'm not sorry? Perogies are tasty. XD))

C'taqa is impressed with what he sees when he returns, ears flicking briefly and tail curling itself into a curious quirk. He doesn't often get the chance to see magic other than his own world's at work, so he'll find a nearby seat and patiently wait, watching Trixie with interest and trying not to disturb her.

He can't help but think the spoon looks pretty darn good, and he can't wait to try it out.

((oh they are! <3 I should learn to make them myself, they don't seem terribly difficult.))

It's only a few moments longer before the quill is set down, and the writing that's covering the spoon glows silver-ish, before fading out of sight. The only bit of metallic color that's left is a tiny stripe of gold around the end of the handle.

Trixie smiles, sets the spoon down and starts using a second quill to start writing a flurry of notes in her floating journal. This was a good project for her, it helped her in understanding the magic flows in this place. It would make getting her cart sorted much less of a hassle.

She'd still not noticed C'taqa's return as she looked over her book and absentmindedly chewed on an apple. If he wanted her attention, he'd have to speak up... Trixie didn't get lost in thoughts often, but when she did, she could spend hours at it.

((They aren't and they are. The filling is dead easy. Make thick mashed potatoes, add cheese, onion, bacon or whatever to them. Bam, filling. It's the dough that can be tough to make. I'd share my recipe, but I don't measure anymore. I've made it far too often to need to.))

He's a little reluctant to interrupt, as he knows how surprising it can be to be pulled out of one's magic, but eventually C'taqa chuckles softly and speaks up. "You look like you're enjoying yourself." A feeling he knows well.

((Well I've actually grown up with a chef/baker for a mum and worked briefly at a bakery myself. I think I can probably do it. If not, that's what practice is for, eh? :3))

Trixie looks up and blinks. "Oh! Sorry! I didn't realize you were back. I was gathering cobwebs." She giggles and looks a touch embarrassed.

"I got your spoon fixed... It's not quite unbreakable, but you won't break it while cooking." She uses her magic to hover said spoon to him. "It should be, well, not quite self cleaning, but mostly. As long as nothing hardens around it, you'll be able to wipe off anything from it easily. Anything that coats it and hardens will have to be boiled, broken or burnt off... but it'll be clean again once you do."

((Good luck! Mine is normally just flour, salt, water, egg and oil... but some people leave out the egg... Have fun? :p))

"It's alright. I know what it's like to get caught up in something."

C'taqa gently fetches the spoon from midair, turning it over and over in his hands to inspect every inch, looking softly impressed. "It feels even better than before. It...this is amazing. Thank you so much."

((o7 I shall indeed~ I do love poking recipes.))

"I should have set a timer..." She grins a little "I hoped that I'd managed to avoid getting lost in my thoughts... guess not."

"You're welcome." She looks a bit unsure about the praise, but she's glad he likes it. "Let me know how it works out for you? I may need to tweak the enchantments a little if it's not working like it should..."

((Baking and cooking is fun. I just made mint chocolate with vanilla swirl ice cream. yum))

"It says a lot about your love for what you do, though." He grins.

"I'll give it a try as soon as I can. How about I bring you some of what I make with it?"

((oh that sounds so good. ;-; *hungryflail*))

"As long as I don't turn into a hermit, I suppose it's alright."

She can't help but giggle. "If you'd like. If I can eat it, I would be glad to try some of your cooking."

((It was... ;-; It's gone already. The joys of only having a small ice cream maker.))

C'taqa has to laugh. "I've been forcibly dragged outside a few times because I kept forgetting the outside world exists. I know the feeling."

He's already pondering recipes a unicorn might be able to eat. "You can eat things a horse would, right?"

((I need a decent ice cream maker one of these days...))

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