video: un; an.observer

[thisislife]

[the video opens on Lexi, sitting on the couch in her very blue living room, with Orville in his usual place on Lexi's shoulder, snuffling into her hair, and the new addition to the household, Nosferatmew perched on the arm of the couch, her batwings folded on her back]

Hey! Um. I know I don't post that much, but I kind of have an announcement?

And that announcement is, I'm opening a used books and comics store called the Satellite of Love Used Books and Comics! It's in Willful Machine in the green craftsman house and that takes me to my second announcement. Or, uh, request? Maybe that's better. [pause] Yeah, that's better.

Hours will be Monday through Friday from nine am to five pm, closed from noon to one for lunch, along with Saturday and Sunday, eleven am to two pm. Obviously, I can't handle all of that by myself. Right? So I'm looking for a couple of employees.

Interviews for anyone who's interested can be done here and you can choose between store products or trade goods for pay.

So...I guess that's it? I hope to see you there? Oh, and the store mascot will be Nosferatmew. My batcat. She's very well trained to not bite unless you give her permission to.

Okay, now that's it.

Comments

[the_obedient_servant]

I see.

How extensive is your collection as it stands?

[thisislife]

Pretty good! There's a lot of stuff from the early aughts to right before my time, 2019. Mostly shounen, but there's a decent amount of shoujo and BL, too.

[the_obedient_servant]

Does it have Mew Mew Kissie Cutie 2: Wrath of the Federation?

[thisislife]

Um, give me a second. [and the sights and sounds of books upon books on shelves as she goes up the stairs to where the comics and manga live. she's clearly looking on the shelves since the manga is filed by title]

...it doesn't look like it. Not yet, anyway, but the ships are coming over regularly. I'll make a note to keep an eye out for it. Who knows, maybe it's already on its way?

[the_obedient_servant]

[This is the single most disappointing news they have ever heard in their life, and it shows on their face. They look crestfallen, like you took their stuffed animal into the backyard and put a bullet into it's fluffy head. Like you took their hopes and dreams and threw them into an incinerator, took the ashes and then threw them into a vat of acid.]

I see. I'll be patient, then.

[thisislife]

[nooooooooooooooooo. no, no, no, that look is killing her. killing her what to do?]

I'll tell you what, the next time a ship arrives I'll ask them about that particular title, get them to understand that getting a copy of it is absolutely essential.