can't leave him alone without him breaking something."
"It can't be that bad," the woman to her right said trying to sound encouraging.
"Yes, it is..." the woman said shacking her head. "I didn't tell you at the time, but last week in the paper...the attic mishap, well that was my..."
"Oh...well...no one knows..." the woman reassured her encouraging the other women to agree with her, which they nodded encouragingly.
Domnus moved on slowly, well at least now he knew that there was a paper and by the sounds of that they'll put near enough anything into it, which meant that his cyclone had probably been put in it and all he had to do was get his hands on one. The shop next door didn't have anyone outside of it but Domnus still looked in through the windows which were thick with dirt, he could hardly see through them and then there was hardly any light inside of the shop, so he still couldn't figure out what it sold. He looked up at the sign above the shop considering that he couldn't make out what it sold ‘INGRID'S INGRENTS’, that didn't help completely but he had an idea so he carried onto the next shop which had two men stood outside of.
The man holding the paper bag didn't look at all happy about the bag that he was carrying, where as the other man seemed to be trying his hardest not to laugh at his friend.
"Do you believe that...I never ordered these...who in their right mind would?" The man shouted at his friend.
There were manikins in the window with suits and dresses on them in beautiful colours and fabric's and fabric draped across the windows, and above read ‘LADY HEATHER PALES DESIGNS’. Though what was in the windows wasn’t drawing attention to the shop, but the man outside of the window seemed to be doing a very good job on his own, but perhaps not how they would have liked.
"She said that was what was ordered," his friend told him trying not to smirk, but wasn't doing a very good job.
"Have I ever worn anything like this...ever?" the man shouted waving the bag at him furiously snapping the handles and the contents flew out, finally revealing the contents, it was an orange and purple suit; people turned around laughing as he tried to grab it and stuff it back inside of the bag that he was ripping even more because he was forcing it in trying to hide it from view.
Domnus stepped around the men without saying anything not wanting to add to his anger or embarrassment, because he too agreed that he would never wear such clothes, not for anyone or anything; he was also reassured with the thought that no one would let him even if he had a moment of madness.
He wasn't looking at the shop next to it rather at the shop facing which looked a lot more helpful than any of the other shops in the square; it was in fact a book shop with piles of books stacked in the window and the sign over the door read ‘SOAPWORT FAMILY BOOK STORE’. This was just what he needed even though he knew he didn't have any money on him even if he did manage to find what he was looking for somehow, but he could always look through them until he did get paid and could afford to buy whatever he needed.
As he walked over to the shop he suddenly remembered that he had had Luxis' book with him and that also was pulled in with him, it would be a great help if he could in fact find it because there was probably more chance of something in that signal book than in all the books in that store and perhaps even on this world; but for now considering that he was here he'd start, for everything has a beginning.
As he reached the door it opened from the inside, so he stepped aside for a woman a couple of years older than himself, her dark hair tied back and down her back over a dark red and brown cloak which covered her dress completely; the woman smiled slightly at him as she reached back and held the door open for him to enter.
"Thank you," Domnus said kindly.
She smiled again