A Meeting of the Minds

Today would be the day that Jess would do the neighborly thing since it was the first day free to do so. The construction was completed quickly, much quicker than the orphan had been unpacking and getting over her traumatic experience that happened just before her shop was built. That was neither here nor there for a woman who was in the denial stage of grief, thus allowing her this visit without devolving into a crying mess unprovoked. Instead the gothic chemist could visit the odd shop nearby with two storefronts. Her trip pants would jingle almost seemingly in an attempt to lift her spirits and mood, Jess would be drawn to this shop that was for people without a last name.

The earth was solid under the genin's feet as she strode towards the shop in a casual pace hoping to get the attention if the shop keep inside. Approaching from the side that appeared to be for Armor, her cinamon perfume would enter the building far before she would arrive near the store itself. This would allow the writer to know exactly how the store looked so they do not mess it up.

The chemist was In a hopeful and sociable mood which would hopefully provoke a wonderful interaction and perhaps if she was lucky, a new friend in this cut throat world of business. Money was important but friendship was better in Jess' opinion, being friends with this other craftsman would benefit noth endevors. Perhaps good things could still happen to this broken girl whom fate had forgotten, or farted upon she could not decide which.

What was that a trilbi? Nay it looked like a fedora that was on yhe head along with what Jess would intuintively guess was a fake moustache, less based on observation of physical propert but rather an informed guess based off the decor and uh uniquness of the shop and its owner. The ninja in question looked quite the colorful character, no doubt their history was filled with many mysteries and adventures.

The hole in the back wall was more of an indicator of character than the hat choice however, its crude nature and the assistant clean the rubble up indicated it was a recent modification. Still it was a cute quirk, the eyes of the man who dutifully stood behind the counter showed only dedication and enjoyment of their craft. Perhaps this truly would be an unique experience for the library of Jess' memories. That would be most glorious.

The tapping of fingers drifted into her ears as the orphan chemist entered the shop and marveled at the wares as well as truly, genuinely appreciating the set up of the rooms that were now connected via a gaping portal of drywall. "Why hello there neighbor, my name is Jess. Ive come to meet you and talk a little business if you are interested" she would extend a hand for a shake at this along with a smile that light up her eyes as she addressed the odd man across the counter from herself. Perhaps the two crafters could forge something that shook the whole world to its very foundation.

Jess would pause a split second as her brain calculated and deciphered what the clear mind was trying to say behind a broken tongue. This made her think of those who had dismissed this man outright, it would have made someone more hot headed irate. As for herself Jess pitied those people who missed out on this mind. Instead of scorning them, the orphan lamented their lack of ability to translate him. It was like missing the true beauty of a painting simply due to your own cultural awareness, a true shame in the eyes of the genin.

 “Well my good sir, might I ask your name?” if given Jess would continue “You see my dear Eyegore, my business here is supplying your business. Can you imagine poisons and chemicals added to your craft? I can, it looks majestic. Fifty fifty split is my only offer though, I don’t put make up on for less after all.” Treating him as she would anyone else the ninja recognized the spark of intelligence in those eyes hiding behind a goofy smile that was incredibly infectious. Jess had mirrored that smile this whole time.

"My name is Jess, I also run a restaurant in the other district" giving a card to the odd man, it would read out the business details and address on the card. The card itself was rather bright and colorful, welcoming and warm and designed in such a way that every person saw something different in the card. A wonderful design commissioned by a respectable artist in the Kiri village, the craftsmen was quite talented at what they did and Jess had thought it perfect for her restaurant that served all sorts of food. Yes even hamburgers, glorious fantastic Kirigakure stable that they were.

"So, this weapon smith on the other side could use it better than you huh?" Jess would ask in a pleasant manner looking at the janitor who obviously would not be the person she would be dealing with. Instead the brain inside the head of a body that was once born wrong would deduce that the man with his odd nature would adopt an even more outlandish disguise, she simply could not wait to see it. The glory of goofiness that this man could produce left the actor inside Jess astonished at it's complexity and skill. Igor was quite the interesting person indeed and as such she would give her name with a courtesy using her trip pants like a skirt with a flourish "Jess the Orphan if you will my good Eyegor, I shall see you upon finishing my business with the other vendor inside your building if you will have me back?" upon the question's answer the woman would exit the building and walk all the way around to the other side to meet with this mysterious weapon vendor.

"My price is simply a cut of the profit for anything, materials included that I supply you two...brothers?" Jess was suggesting an out for Igor as the excuse of them lookimg similar could easily be played of by blood relation. Moving on quickly however Jess would bring something up that she had only then remembered. "My apologies though, it seems I have lost track of time and must meet up with my sensei for training. Please let me know if you or your brother ever need abything and please come to my resturant I told your brother about, first meal for the each of you is free!" 

With her positive tones lingering, the genin chemist would take her leave of the business for she had not lied and now was rather concerned that she would be late. This was horrible, how could the orphan have forgotten an obligation? Oh well, she would not be too late. Now that just left her to feel bad for her hurried exit but Jess figured free food would make up for that fact at the very least, she was an excellent cook after all.

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