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The day had blown through faster than the wind, the day's work and tension being relieved in the town's usual daily namesake. Out in the Market was a large panther, keeping an eye out for just about anything for him to have fun with, be it ladies to annoy, or just some petty pickpocket who deserves an ass kicking. Alas, he had to keep tings at a minimum, being as he was with a specific someone.

That someone ended dragging said panther through the market, seeing as she had seen a certain trinket that she liked, amongst more piles of clothes to wear. Carmilla sure enjoyed dragging Grimm all around town in order to buy her things and today was no exception.

"Oh come on! It's just around the corner!"
"That's what you said five minutes ago!"

His irritation was duly noted. Grimm certanly enjoyed the young fox's company and all but he certanly did not enjoy being dragged out and about on the whims of an almost childish girl. More so when the funds came out of his deep pockets.

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Setting up the kiosk at the market was something that Marco rarely did as most of his wares were heavier than would be practical for him to cart back and forth on a daily basis. Today, however, he had a sufficient number of the smaller chimes, earings and rings that he had recently found himself creating that it would actually be practical to sell at the open air market, and the weather itself was pleasant enough, brisk but not quite biting cold, which to him was like a warm spring day, so as to make him desire a bit of fresh air. Dressed in an open cossack shirt and one of his better pairs of pants, he continued to set up the chief display, hanging a platinum and gold inlaid wind chime that he was particular proud of.

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The fox certanly eyed the many, many desks and tables outfitted with clothes from many different countries and other jewelry of substantial value. Price was never an issue with Grimm or Wolf around, so she could spend as she pleased. Once finished, the ringing sounds of a slightly familiar chime crossed her ears and as she pulled her head back to look, her face lit up with a smile.

With said smile, poor Grimm was pulled foward by force, not even giving him time to glance around him as the young woman pulled him with such force that it was hard to believe it could've been her pulling. In the end, poor Grimm ended up following Carmilla once again.

Without so much as glancing at the kiosk that was laid out, Carmilla finally let go of Grimm's hand and moved over to the side, assaulting the bear with blinding speed and a powerful hug.

"Marco!"

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Marco had just barely had time to turn around before he was practically tackled by the young femme...but his frame was sturdy enough that he barely even flinched...his powerful arms wrapping around and hugging her back as his barrel chest rumbled in the delightful chuckle her greeting brought out.

"Carmilla! My flower! How are you? My goodness you will squeeze the stuffing out of this old bear if you keep that up. How are you today? " Indulging in one last moment of the embrace before setting her down, noticing the panther that was walking up behind her and giving him a pleasant grin. "And who is this friend you have brought to my humble little kiosk?"

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"Say hello Grimm!"
"Oi, name's Grimm Locke, buddy! Seeing how she pretty much attacked you with hugs, I'm guessing you two are friends?"
"Yep. Better yet, he's selling stuff today!"
"Jeez, you certanly like buying things. Ah, to hell with it."

With a displeasant sigh, Grimm walked on over towards the kiosk and began eyeing around as Carmilla seemed to hop a little around, her eyes closed and looking both at Marco and at his many valuables.

"Oooh! That's one of the few that you showed me the other day at your workshop, remember?"
"Now, now, Carm. Stop your childish glee and tell me which one's you want."
"Would it be too much if I ask for....all of them?"

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Watched her and her friend with such delight, having people to show his wares too always gave him a soft warm glow within, and Carmilla's enthusiasm for his crafted goods was doing his ego a rather large bit of good. "Now Now Carmilla, you know far to well that for friends I give a rather comfortable discount. However, Mr. Locke. You look to me like a panther who knows a bit about the more..sturdier things in life. I do have a selection of knives that I finished that I could show you. No reason why a friend of our little snow flower here can't find something to ponder over?" As he bent down to lift up a rather ornate leather case in both of his massive paws, setting it up on the table beside the kiosk itself and opening it with a bit of reverence, four intricately carved blades resting in soft black velvet. "Now the one on the left I've had done with a bit of silver and some Carpathian steel that I find works rather marvelously for decorative purposes...but for a working blade...I rather prefer the three I have on the right.." He stepped back to allow Grimm to inspect his work, meanwhile sneaking a small platinum butterfly broach into Carmilla's hand with a wink.