<div class="floatleft">(http://i1240.photobucket.com/albums/gg481/indytims/connor_zpscd597627.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong><strong>Theodore 'Theo' Munn</strong><br/><strong>Species/Element:</strong>Werebear<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Dark-colored t-shirt (same as picture, but clean and not sweaty. ;) ), clean blue-jeans, black hiking boots.<br/><strong>Time:</strong>August 1st, around noon<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Stonehenge Antiquities<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Open, Terran, Christa<br/><hr/><br/><br/>Theo hummed softly to himself as he shelved one book after the other. There was something calming, something gratifying about organizing his new arrivals into their new slots along the walls. Today was all books, tomorrow would be mostly antiques. The change in subject matter kept him from growing bored, even though that was a hard thing for him to do regardless. Countless times had he been shelving books, coming across an interesting one and then started thumbing through it. Next thing he knew, a few hours had passed as he simply looked through a book or two while losing track of time.<br/><br/>He heard footsteps - someone was here. But before he could even see them, he could smell them. The two lovers had decided to come pay him a visit, and he mentally prepared for the worst. Would Terran come here seeking to display his territorial nature in a more straight-forward way? Theo had understood the man's attitude, even somewhat expected it back at the bakery, and Theo had done the respectable thing - he had backed off, giving him and his partner space. But coming here, to his store, was different. This tiny, small little speck of land was -his-, and if either of these youngsters thought he'd back down here, they'd have another thing coming.<br/><br/>But, he knew he was jumping to conclusions, so there was only one way to find out.<br/><br/>Walking out from behind one of the tall bookshelves he had been working at, he approached the couple, smiling.<br/><br/><strong>"Heyas Christa, Terran, what can I do you for?"</strong>he asked as cheerily as he could.<strong>"No, of course I don't mind you looking around, that's what this place is for,"</strong>he said, waving a hand for a moment in the direction of the shelves around him.<strong> "Feel free. And if you have any questions, just give a shout,"</strong>he said, being polite.<strong>"Since your last visit, I've received a bunch of new titles, mostly in the Occult and Medieval History sections,"</strong>he said, as he moved to the counter to open up another box of books to sort through.<br/><br/>Theo made sure to keep things light and business-like. He didn't look at Christa for any long amount of time, nor did he avoid Terran's gaze. Theo was just another shop-owner, taking care of business while assisting two possible customers.