Freaky Wine (Closed rp with Talia Kattalakis)
Vetis walked into the little shop just off the Trevi Fountain. The bell above the door alerting the owner of his presence. A little bald man in his 50’s popped his cheerful face from behind a curtain with a lavish greeting upon seeing the demon’s clothing. He knew Vetis was from money and would do all he could to sponge as much cash off of him as he could. Since the gift was for Thalia, he would spare no expense.
“Kalí méra kýrie! Pós boró na sas voithíso?”
The shop owner said as he walked out and held a hand out to Vetis. Shaking it with a smile, Vetis let his eyes roam the interior.
“I am looking for the perfect gift for a very lovely woman”
The demon replied and pulled his hand back after the second shake. The man’s smile widened, immediately thinking it was for a lover and waved a hand to the lingerie section. “Perhaps one of these would be to your likely sir?”
Vetis’ eyes widened and he quickly shook his head. “ The gift is for my sister, not my lover.” He watched the news dawn on the chubby little human and Vetis was then shown to other baubles and scarves. He shook his dark head knowing Thali had enough of those. The female seemed to have an entire Kay jewelry store in her bed chamber. “No I am searching for something else, something unique just as she is” And it was truth, Thali was a very unique demoness.
Just then, his eyes spotted an ancient bottle in a glass case just beyond the curtain the owner had slipped from. By passing the man, Vetis walked to the back and to the treasure. Picking it up, he inspected it and grinned knowing Thali would love it. The design on it was something Vetis had never seen before. “I will take it.” He said over his shoulder and noticed the man biting his lip and shaking his head.
“No sir, that wine is not for sale. It is a very ancient and powerful brew. It has not been seen since the time of the Roman Empire. “
“You will sell this to me” Vetis used his powers of persuasion to acquire the damn thing. No one said no to him. Without another word, the owner rang up the purchase and bagged it, thanking Vetis for his business as he walked out, bottle in hand. As the man watched Vetis pass by the front window, a voice came from behind him.
“You did well. Payment will be in your bank account within the hour”
The old man turned his head and nodded, but remained silent as the cloaked figure walked passed him and to the door. He hadn’t wanted to do such a thing, but his family had been threatened if he did not comply. As he watched his tormentor leave, he prayed to every god he knew of for forgiveness and to keep the younger man safe, for he would need it in the coming days.