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[seiyayamada]

(OOC: A loose post to just kind of get the hang of things and test the waters c:)


It was the beginning of yet another school term. Seiya stood in her family's store, sweeping the tile as time seemed to stands still. Yamada Mart had become a staple of their little area, yet the rate of customers was dwindling. Blaming it on local crime seemed cliche, yet Seiya couldn't help but wonder if the two were related. Setting her broom aside, she went to restock the shelves, eyeing the clock. Better opportunities awaited at quittin' time. The bell above the door chimed, causing her to turn and give a small bow. "Welcome to Yamada Mart." Halfheartedly, she turned back to her work, sighing.

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[americandiplomacy]

Greg has nothing against small business or mom 'n' pop stores, it's just that there are two larger chain stores right near the apartment complex he's living in and they're just much more convenient for him. Unfortunately, both of them started gouging on the particular sort of drink he liked and it seemed like he'd have to find a new supplier! The boy had heard plenty about Yamada Mart even in his short time here, particularly about the fairly low prices... It was worth a shot, and so he gave it one.

With his usual dull expression he stepped into the store, glancing up at a little jingle above him. How... Quaint. Oh, shit, he'd been greeted! "Uh, thank you." That didn't happen in New York, definitely still something he was getting used to. Greg could figure out where the drinks were, duhhrr, but he did have another question. "Hey, have you got the, uh..." He didn't really know how to phrase it! Still not the best at this whole 'language' thing. "Cellular phone... Point cards. For the games." He gestured a little aimlessly, despite the employee's back being turned.