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One of the stores within Spica Mall, nestled into a far back corner to be easily accessible and readily inconspicuous all at once, was the newly opened Baleful Wave Mods, where the presumably reformed Aaron Bale has set up shop and now provides legal modifications to Wave Forms. He supplies program systems, weapon formats, battle operatives, wave conversion modules (incredibly high dollar product, that one, which is only legal to sell in certain circumstances) and plenty of other products for the aspiring traveller within the Wave World to install their Wizard with.
The previously wanted criminal has a sharp eye on him at all times, the mall's security force right next door from his operation an intentional place to put him, as they monitor his sales and transactions and ensure that his business license remains legitimate.
Within the shop, a plethora of display cases and wave matter screens alike show products and services provided in his shop, some of them physical wave forms that wizards pick up and immediately use, others direct modifications that show a demo of what the changes would look like on an average wizard. Some of the modifications do not have physical shows at all, and are instead monitored around what looks like a small receptacle that would hold the wizard while Aaron personally modified it. The cash register in the front is a state of the art Wave Register, allowing individuals to quickly and easily make transactions with the simple swipe of a finger between users.
Aaron hardly ever leaves on his working days, happy to be doing that which he enjoys, his personal wizard, Cherufe, floating around to assist him in his job of assisting customers, and ultimately getting his money's worth out of every deal. In the back, behind his desk, a tapestry over the wall acts as a decoy for the truth of a reinforced floor panel hiding a real wave transporter; only a human could move the reinforced floor panel, but only a wave form would notice and be able to access the transporter underneath. This is the entrance to Aaron's personal lab Wave Space, where he uses constructed real waves within the wave space to operate on his less public business avenues.
A subtle chime as the door opens slightly and closes again. With his hands pocketed within his low reaching, twin tail coat, Crush slides into the store.
~Crush~
Business man huh..? Baleful Wave Mods..
Crush takes a moment to walk around and browse the shop's various wares. Being interested in the technology himself, he spent a more than a few seconds at each of the items for sale, having to stop himself and remember that he's here for bigger business. Surprisingly enough, unlike his performance recently, he actually kept himself extremely low profile.
Once his eyes had enough gazing at things he can't afford, he looks around to see if he can flag down a worker or something. After a minute, he finds a Wizard working a shelf, but can't seem to find anyone else, so he flags down the Wizard.
~Crush~
Excuse me, I.. I received a message from the owner, he asked me to meet him here? Might I inquire as to where I can find him?
Without any need to show any more of the truth at the time, the very much not-statuesque wizard appeared to be just that. Somewhat familiar in design, Cherufe's plated obsidian armor didn't budge an inch as he shifted to look towards the calling customer, his pointed cap and broad shoulder pads, alongside the etched red marks in his outer black shell, pointed to a very obvious Murian influence. And, yet, it was still very dissimilar from all records of a Murian Soldier, or any UMAlien documented, thus far.
Stranger, still, was that, unlike most wizards, not a single wave curled off of his body, as though the armor were actually being worn by the wave being beneath it. Were it not for his consistent movement, it would've been easy to mistake him for a floating obsidian statue, in the curious shape of a murian soldier.
He floated down the isle to get a better look at the man that called his attention, a pair of holes where his eyes would be on the statue revealing a burning wave length underneath. "Ahh, yes, I believe I can help you. The product you're seeking would be more visible from a different perspective . . . perhaps, better viewed from within?"
Without much more explanation, the wizard suddenly broke down, the large form of obsidian quickly shifting into what looked like molten slag, pooling down on the floor and taking shape into what could only be described from the Real World as a raised platform. To anyone on the Wave World, however, the access point that just became available within the Wave Space was evident.
The door to the shop opened once more as a new possible customer walked in. A new wave mod store is always fun to explore. He hand't been shopping in a while and new stores opening up meant that they could have some really juicy stuff in stock...not no mention the newest models of, well, anything! What a weird name it had, though. Baleful wave mods. Someone had to wonder what sort of shop would use something as baleful to describe their stuff. Eugene didn't really care much though. He revelled in darkness and anyhting that would further his strength as Riven was something he intended to take for himself.
Eugene casually strolled in. Looking around the various isles. His attention changed from a thing to the other, but the man didn't seem to notice the other human present until a voice in his head snapped him out of his mental shopping.
"That guy looks Murian." Was all Eclipse said, somewhat amused, holding a casual tone and a mostly disinterested demeanor. However, a UMA recognizing one of his kind was enough to stir Eugene's intrested by a great deal. If there was Murian stuff, there was more power to be gained.
Poking his head to the side of the wave screen he was standing behind, he gave Crush and the obsidian wizard a good long look. He couldn't quite hear what it was being said over the ads playing in the store but his jaw almost dropped when the guy melted down into a...disk? Some sort of round flat thingy.
"Well...that's new." He commented. "I wonder what I could do with that kind of ability..."
His UMA partner chuckled. "You know I can give that to you and more right? All you need to do is wish it." He teased, as per his usual. In all the time he had lived, no one seemed so reluctant to use his powers but Eugene. Probably because not many ever lived enough to understand how tremendous that power was and how double edged it could be.
"No thanks." The human promptly replied. "On second thought...that looks like some teleportation pad. Kind of an access point. I need to see what that guy is doing."
He walked over to Crush. "Excuse me!" He called for attention of the purple haired man. "Are you the owner of the shop, by chance?"
Last Edit: Oct 4, 2018 18:08:01 GMT -6 by Nightshade
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