<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/>Christa seemed pleased with the news about the imminent delivery tomorrow of the item he had referred to. As usual, she had that interested tone and look on her face, which Theo liked to see. He enjoyed seeing people eager to take items off his hands, whether books or antiques, most of the items he sold were so old they would be purchased more for sentimental or collector's value, rather than some impulsive buy that would see the item thrown away. No, he didn't have copies of "Twilight" or "Hunger Games" on his shelves, instead, his books were far older, far more valuable and far more rare. And when it came to items rather than books, occasionally he would get something in truly 'magical'...<br/><br/><strong>"Well, you'll have first dibs at looking at it, when it gets here tomorrow. Usually FedEx delivers around one to two in the afternoon. If you'd like I can just call you when it gets in, or you can call first to make sure you don't waste a trip down here,"</strong>he said.<strong>"Either way, if I get it and haven't heard from you, I'll hold it to the side."<br/></strong><br/>Christa seemed pleased with that, Theo thought. She turned a bit and moved down the row she had been looking at, and Terran came forward. Theo turned his head to regard the man, warily watching him in case he decided to lose his cool.<br/><br/>Instead, Theo was pleasantly surprised when Terran began to speak, his voice sounding apologetic, his tone easy and peaceful. Was this his idea of an olive-branch? Whatever it was, Theo had no real reason to be upset anyway. He hadn't done anything wrong, and except for a bit of attitude, neither had Terran.<br/><br/>When the man finished with his apology, Theo could tell it was difficult for the guy, and part of the store-owner felt a bit bad for him. Theo had no reason, or desire, to make it worse for the guy, so he replied right away with a crooked grin.<br/><br/><strong>"No harm no foul, Terran. I wasn't aware of you and... her... and... well, now I -do- know, so it's all good. I don't mess around in another man's yard... not that I'd have a chance anyway,"</strong>he chuckled with a slight shrug.<strong> "But yeah, we're good,"</strong>he nodded in confirmation.<br/><strong><br/>"You or Christa want some coffee?"</strong>he asked loud enough so that she could hear as well.<strong> "I have a fresh pot almost done and if you're gonna be here a bit, you're welcome to some, on the house."</strong>