One man's junk is another man's too [Salvage]

[Aegyo Cho]

The days had gone by slowly but surely and he'd occasionally bring with him that bag. Though like anyone else he could only carry the weight of so much and most of it was junk. He'd heard rumors of a place that would buy it off of him and to be quite honest he could use the dough. So he picked up that bag of things he'd found in his sweeps for shadows and headed toward the shop. Dropping it on the counter and giving the brightest of smiles, "I heard you could help a man out." His voice radiated. Wondering if the shop owner would even want any of this useless junk or not. 

[Kitten4u]

I'll take the junk.



You can have some cash.

[Aegyo Cho]

Aegyo had spent a good amount of time digging around during his hunts. He'd even nearly lost a shoe in the process. Though he'd managed to pry it free with minimal damage at best. He often tried to find things that looked like they could contain items inside and scraps of metal. Though he didn't really know what some of the stuff was he found was he supposed it didn't matter. In the long run it was junk to him, but maybe she'd want it. With a heavy breath he lifted that bag up onto the counter, dropping it there with a heavy thud, and giving his usual grin. "That time again." he told her attentively.

[ChromaticTruthsayer]

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