<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/16/Belmug.jpg)</div><strong>Name :</strong>Bel-Kharran-Sharrat<br/><strong>Race and Occupation :</strong>Sekhemi portalmancer<br/><strong>Location &amp; Time :</strong>Afternoon, Amberdale General store<br/><strong>Tagging :</strong>Enkh, Low Moon Sung<br/><br/>"Ah, wait, you needn't put it all back. A compassionate merchant knows that even a customer who's short on coin now will have more in the future. And you look like a dutiful man..." Bel counted out the coins. Perhaps another two jobs would put him back in the black, or three if he arrived with an appetite. Or if he arrived with an appetite for ale and whores, a lifetime of slavery. Each was acceptable. "I will extend to you a little credit. Do you know what that means?"<br/><br/>The chime brought her eyes up, visibly surprised. Rarely did two customers appear at once, and she liked it that way- one person alone was more vulnerable to her tactic. But for as long as she waited with the question in the air, there didn't seem to be anybody. Maybe the chime had become stuck and only just now fallen. "Credit means you agree to return and pay the rest when you're able. The master of the General Store extended the same offer to me, when I was new to town..." There were a pair of rabbit ears moving furtively through the shelves. Bel spoke more slowly as she observed them. "This way, everyone gets what they want."<br/><br/>She could think of only one bunny those speckled brown ears might belong to: Low. She must have thought herself quite clever, but the prey who exults at running will always give itself away. That was surely the way of things: some hearts were just made to be chased, as evidently as some were made to serve. Lightly Bel-Kharran-Sharrat's fingers tickled the shaft of the broom she was authorized to run Low out of the store with. But it was too far to give her a poke in the butt, even with the help of the Eye of Ra. She waited. And then, she remembered Enkh. How satisfying would it be to get him to chase down a mischievous bunny, lift her up off the ground, and deliver her right to Bel's lap? Far more satisfying than a few coins. She smiled pleasantly. "Do we have a deal?"