Board Thread:Kōgakure General RP/@comment-28929139-20170505000629

For the record, Tak hated shopping. Even when it came to stocking up on supplies she needed, the thought of having to go out and be among people was nauseating. If it weren't for her misanthropic paranoia of being scammed, she would have just paid someone to do the shopping for her, but no, she'd just have to bite the bullet and go. She hated this! At the end of the day though, it was an investment toward forging, for her future. It would be worth it.

After perhaps an hour of mental peps talks to herself inside her makeshift treehouse, Tak set out for the village marketplace. She intended on purchasing a lot of things and consequently brought along the one thing she: her little bamboo wagon.

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Surprisingly though, aside from the occasional passerby staring and the raised eyebrows of a young girl spending a large sum of money on tools and a generous amount of steel sheet metal cut into a variety of sizes, it wasn't too bad.Then again, there weren't that many people out today and the vendors she visited had virtually no traffic.

Tak was dragging her heavily weighted down wagon back toward her camp with no problem until she came upon the thing she dreaded since knowing she needed to go shopping...

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She could kick herself for buying so much steel to push up such this steep hill. She could have just made another trip if she ran out....right? "Curse me...." Tak gritted her teeth beneath a snarl as she had to bend her knees to push this teetering load toward the hill's precipice.  