Crossroads at Da Shop
It was late afternoon, about 7 PM, Zuka was closing up Da Shop, his movements calm and calculated, something he had done for years, running this little shop here in Crossroads.
It was nothing new, despite only having one arm he hit things down just as fast as any other Inphernal, putting things away.
He would be alone tonight, Rocket was staying at Sword’s house tonight, he had a sneaking suspicion about those two… but he chose not to say anything.
As he finished dusting the counters he heard someone come inside, but Da Shop was closed… so who was there?
He couldn’t help but sigh, he knew who it was, he always knew, why wouldn’t he?
“Broker, why are you here?”
He asked, his voice tired and a bit annoyed, The Broker always showed up unannounced.