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aria crystal odine
 Posted: Apr 2 2018, 10:24 PM
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A shock of excitement shot through Aria’s body as she pulled her red wagon of wears into the festival area. She didn’t go to these events too often because she always wanted to make sure that she had plenty of things to sell. It took a while to build up enough of her special, homemade items to really make one of these trips worthwhile.

It was early, before too many people had arrived at the festival, so there was plenty of time for her to get to her booth and set things up. She had such a good spot! It was right next to one of the food trucks. Such a prime spot because people would linger and have more time to look at her wares.

The weather was finally warming up today was no exception. The sun was high in the sky, but not so warm just yet that it would be uncomfortable. Just in case, though, Aria set up a large umbrella over her booth for shade.

Bit by bit, she began spreading out all of the things she’d made. Two quilts were draped across the back of her booth so that people could see them. Aria brought along some display cases for some of her smaller items, like her crystals or jewelry she’d made. Elsewhere in her booth, she put some of her larger creations, like the little bags of potpourri, candles, soaps, baskets, or cards.

The crowd was really starting to pick up just as Aria finished setting up all of her items. It was so delightful to see all of the people! Some even brought their pets, which made things even better. She dropped down into the foldout chair she’d brought and pulled out her knitting. It was never too early to get started on more projects, after all!

Some people paused to look, but most of them moved on. When she sensed a large shadow at her booth, though, she looked up from her knitting. “Oh, hello!” she said to the man who just walked up. Aria slid her sunglasses up on her head and set her knitting aside. “Please, let me know if you have any questions. Did you just arrive at the festival? Isn’t it exciting?

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THERE'S ALWAYS SOMEONE OUT THERE FOR YOU, SOMEWHERE..

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The winter was rapidly coming to a close in San Fransisco, not that it really meant much for the weather. The rain that had flooded and the unusual snowstorm the city experienced over the winter was finally giving way to a sunshine that slowly but surely warmed up the city to it's normal temperatures. And with the changing of the seasons and the warming of the weather came an excellent opportunity for the citizens of San Fransisco to get outside and do something. To answer this itch for adventure, the city had planned a variety of festivals, craft shows, and musical events over the next few weeks. This was the first of many-- a local vendor and craft show that swarmed hundreds to Golden Gate State Park for food, wares, and entertainment.

Norman was one of the many who had decided to visit the craft show this afternoon. Not explicitly by choice, he'd decided, as he'd more or less wandered into the festival without really knowing what was going on. Rather, despite his natural affinity for fall and winter, Norm was itching just like everyone else to get out into the fresh, warm spring air. It was actually somewhat uncommon for him to be roaming the city streets before eleven p.m., when he did most of his ghost hunting; but every now and then, when the coffee was strong and his eyes were bright, Norman made it out into the daytime air.

So with little determination as to where he was truly headed on this day, Norman decided that he'd swing by the festival and check out the crafts. He certainly wasn't the festival's usual patron, but, there was a first time for everything. His eyes glanced over several tables as he walked, casually strolling through the crowd of other buyers chatting with the stall owners. There were food trucks whose scent wafted across his senses, reminding him that he hadn't eaten since early that morning. However, he kept walking, ignoring the calls for tacos, sandwiches, and pastries from the truck's owners. It wasn't until he'd stopped by a nearby food truck that he caught sight of a small booth, set-up neatly with curiosities of all sorts. Interest piqued, Norman wandered over to the stand, looking at the variety of goods the seller had presented at her table. And when he saw her sitting there, knitting away in sunglasses, he couldn't help but smile a bit. She looked... nice. Fitting for her table. From his limited knowledge of... girl clothes and fashion and whatever else came with being crafty, the only thing he could ascertain was that she looked like someone who could fabricate all of these crafts. And Norman liked that.

Once he'd been done scanning over her entire table and make an overall judgment of the girl's character unnecessarily, Norm decided to actually browse her wares, starting first with the candles that lined the side of her table. He was just about to pick up a cinnamon spice scented (denoted by the tag attached to the candle body) when she must've sensed his presence. Lifting his bright green eyes to hers, Norman grinned bashfully. "Hey," he offered in response, holding her candle up as a 'kudos'. "Yeah, I guess you could say that... I kinda stumbled here on accident," he replied, finally bringing the candle to his face. Inhaling deeply, the spices immediately tickled his nose. Spice blends were, admittedly, his favorite scent. "Is... is it weird that I'm a guy and I really like candles?" Norman commented, chuckling. Setting it down, he moved to another section of the table, his eyes glancing over the rest of her wares. It was only when he passed her that he sensed it; the faint, harrowing sensation of panic that always set in when he was around them: the spirits. It was an immediate reaction that the hair on the back of his neck stood up, and he glanced at her once more. Was she... She must've been. Her presence was faint, but it was there. Someone from the other side-- someone who was no longer living in the animated world. The thought piqued his curiosity. Looking back up to the girl across the table, he asked casually, "Do you make all of this stuff yourself?" Picking up a crystal hanging from a thick chain, he watched as it reflected milky green in the sunlight. "It's all really cool..."

"I'm Norman, and, I... I know nothing about crafts but I really like yours. It's nice to meet you."


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