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Ever picked out a book about numbers and letters, and then found a Berenstein Bears book and added both of them to her bag. Hawkin would like them. He liked everything Prim and her got him. As she made her way to the checkout, a giggle from someone sitting in an aisle caught her attention. She studied the person, a small frown on her face. Who sat on the floor? Whoever she was, she was a girl that looked to be Ever's age, and she had an expression that Ever didn't particularly like. She looked...unstable at the moment, like if someone were to poke at her she'd go off like a bomb.
Ever stayed where she was, and when the girl got a different book and began reading it again, she turned and continued on to the checkout. It wasn't any business of hers what the girl was doing, and if she was enjoying herself, well, she'd leave her be, even of she wanted to know what possessed a person to sit on the floor in a bookstore.
"Hello miss, find everything alright?" the cashier asked with a smile, and Ever nodded politely. She placed the bag on the counter and began taking out the books, handing them over to be scanned. "That'll be $25.98 please. Would you like a receipt with your purchase?" the cashier asked, and Ever shook her head no as she put the books back in the bag. She handed the man two twenties and he gave her change. "Have a nice day miss," he said, and she smiled. "You too."
((What language? It looks pretty, like old runes))Ever was just about to leave when her ears were filled with the delightful sounds of a different language. She paused and turned around. It was the girl who had been sitting on the floor. She waited for her to speak again, trying to determine what language the girl was speaking.
((Russian's cool. I wish I could speak it))She listened again, but she still couldn't place it. Maybe if she could speak to the girl in another language, she might know it. Ever knew a little Albanian and had taken four years of German at her parents urging. "Umm, Sprichst du Deutsch?" she asked, stepping up to the girl.
((Translation: Do you speak German?))
"Versuchst du auszuchecken?" Ever replied, hoping she at least understood. If she understood a little, maybe that was most of how to ask for things.
((translation: Are you trying to check out?))
Ever smiled and turned to the cashier. "She's trying to buy the books sir." He nodded and held out a scanner. "Er scannt Ihre Bücher, damit Sie sie kaufen können," she said.
((translation: he will scan your books for you to buy them.))
She waited to make sure that the transaction was complete, and to also make sure that no more translations were necessary.


Ever padded silently through the carpeted aisles of the bookstore, her eyes searching the titles of each of the printed works. Usually Ever didn't enjoy places that were quiet, but for once she was glad to get away from Hawkin and Prim. Her sister had asked her to go pick up a book for her, as it was her turn to watch their four-year-old brother. She'd taken the boy for ice cream, which in Ever's opinion had not been a good idea, as Hawkin on sugar was a living nightmare. The kid wouldn't sleep for at least eight hours, and it was already a little past noon. And he'd be cranky.
Turning down an aisle labeled "Fiction," Ever caught sight of what appeared to be the book she was looking for, The Night Circus, and pulled it off the shelf. It was, and she was happy to have found it so fast. She tucked the book in a shopping bag and continued to browse, looking for any books that might interest her. Prim was the reader in the family, but Ever was recently getting bored with her usual day-to-day activities, and decided reading was worth a shot. Her finger lightly trailed along the books as she read their titles.
When she turned down another aisle, her finger stopped on a book called Watership Down. Ever pulled it out and looked at the cover, which had a rabbit sitting by a white fence in a green field, by what appeared to be a dirt road. She flipped it over and read silently, her lips moving along with the words. When she was done reading, she flipped it back over, debating for a moment, and then placed it in the bag with the book Prim had requested. If she didn't like it, she could always give it to Prim. After a moment, Ever crossed over to a section labeled "Kids", and searched the shelves for a book suitable for Hawkin.