Ryan Richie, a once married man now divorced shuffled his feet as he looked through the strange stores wares, his eyes wandering and his head spinning, the sexual sights not really registering him as he was still getting over his recent break up.
10 years... 10 years all gone along with his home and about $10,000... How in the world did he mess up so bad for her to just go and cheat and divorce him? He doesn't understand.
Eventually Ryan stopped and just took a breath. Maybe he can get something here to help him forget his troubles? Magic store... Funny... wonder if there was any kind of magic for him in his situation?
As the 30 year old was about to take a turn, he nearly knocked over a man who was not there before, and nearly made him drop the wares onto the floor.
"Ach! Sorry I..." He started, but then noticed at how the items never hit the floor and the oddly dressed man before him gave a weary sigh.
"Phew... close one... Dont want THESE breaking, was a hell of a mess to clean up last time." He said as he then moved them onto the shelf and looked at the price with a small hum.
The man seemed to wear a strange outside, looking like he was posing as a magic magician, though the fact that he just levitated things from falling onto the ground... maybe he actually was.
The man than caught Ryans speechless look and gave a chuckle. "well, This IS a magic store I run, what kind of magician would I be if i could not perform some myself?"
Ryan just stood blank faced and the store owner turned to him, stating "The Names Michael, Ower and running of the magic traveling store, where any and all of your fantasies and kinks (might) be granted."
"Erm... Why the might?"
"Well... there's just some things that.... SHOULD not be messed with, though boundaries had been pushed, so, who knows... anyway, I cant help but noticed that you seemed down. Now I know your no young kid, but at least seeing some form of magic before their eyes tend to get a reaction aside from shock... wheres the Awe?"
Mr Richie rubbed the back of his head. "Its nothing."
"Ahh, I see... Well... If there is anything you need, or want, just ask me or my staff, and that will help you out." And the man tossed Ryan a stick with an orb on top, and the orb had a face revealed to him. "Hey, buddy."
Ryan gave out a yelp and tossed the staff back at the cackling Store owner.
"Sorry, Could not resist... anyway, would you like some assistance? I'm more than willing to help a fellow who's in need of some." Michael stated, polishing off the orb, who gave off a giggle.
Ryan, after regaining what composer he had, thought about it, and told the store owner that he would like...
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