07: action

[realmenknitplushies]

[So the weather's not that great. Ah, well. Some things have still got to be done, this time of year...

There's activity around the Tatsumi Gallery today. Two people running in and out, and a gang of Pokémon hard at work, too. The artworks for sale being changed up; the collection of Calderan textiles that were recently on display being reorganized to make room for a collection of ornamental masks and even decorative cordwork hung on display in the windows.

And as Kanji emerges from the gallery, his arms full of decorations for the building's exterior, he looks back and calls out-]

Ma, we've got this! Go on, siddown, you're just gonna put your back out!

[Right, then... where to start with this lot? He looks at the Pokémon who're helping him today, and nods. Not too much to do, right?]

Comments

[realmenknitplushies]

Y-yeah. This is an art gallery. We sell stuff like that.

[Okay, what's with this guy?]

[bladeisme]

[....]

...and how do you buy it?

[No seriously, what's money. If you told him, he'd probably vaguely remember, but as is...]

[realmenknitplushies]

Uh... how do you mean, 'how do you buy it'?

[Seriously confused, here.]

[bladeisme]

How do you buy things?

[The dude looks confused - so Ichigo'll throw him a bone.]

I, uh...I've been in the forest all my life, so...

[Aka hello, I am a pokemon shifter. How do human.]

[realmenknitplushies]

[Oh. Oh. Well, that explains things. Kanji barely stops himself from facepalming.]

Ah, man. This is gonna be hard to explain.

Uh. Crap. It's kinda like ... swapping something for something else, but it's more complicated than that...

[bladeisme]

More complicated?

[Teach him, kanji-sensei]

Like what?

[realmenknitplushies]

[Okay. This is so awkward, there's sparks popping off the points of his ears... why does he have to give the Pokémon the economics lesson? ]

Right. To buy stuff, you need what's called 'money'. It kinda, uh. Gimme a second.
[Crap, crap, crap, it's not just 'coins', but...] It's somethin' that kinda ... [more sparks, more worried looks] means what something's worth. So if ya work, you get money, 'cause working's worth something. And then ya use that money to buy things with. Uh, ya swap it for the stuff ya want...

[That ... sounds about right? He hopes?]

[bladeisme]

[Instead of looking confused, an expression of understanding suddenly floods his face.]

...Money...

[Vaguely, vaguely, he remembers something like this. Blurry and indistinct, but there all the same. At the very least, he understands the concept after being prodded a little.

Which might be a little strange, since he's apparently a pokemon. How'd he grasp it so quickly?]

...What does the money around here look like?

[Although after asking that, he notices the sparks.]

Hey. You alright?

[realmenknitplushies]

[...thank the Saviour that that worked out. Phew. ]

Yeah. Yeah, I'm, uh, fine. Just... people don't ask that stuff everyday, heh. An' it's bits of paper 'n coins, uh, little round metal things.