Sheerow didn’t seem to mind oddly bobbing on the repairman’s head, letting out a few happy beeps.
Ravio
watched as the customer took one of the hammers and came up to the
counter. The stupid happy smile that was on his face from making a sale
was wiped clean when what he was given was a pile of pieces of paper…or
no it was sort of papery fabric? Whatever it was, it was flimsy and
definitely not rupees. Whatever it was, Ravio had never seen it before.
It wasn’t anything like the currencies in the neighboring countries
either.
“Uh…” he started awkwardly, “You can’t pay with this…?”
“Huh…?”
The Repairman, confused, looked at the cash for a moment. Then it clicked.
“Oh,” he chuckled, sheepishly, “sorry. I go to so many places, y’know…?”
He reached into his hammerspace (which the shopkeep would see him digging into a pocket on his form in this case), and started pulling out currencies from a variety of worlds. A wide variety of coins (most of which were golden), other kinds of bills, candies, diamonds, and a few physical numbers came out. He even pulled out several pieces of scrap metal and what looked like glowing orbs.
He gave an embarrassed smile to Ravio.
“Sorry, could you excuse me a moment?”
He then began sorting through what he had, occasionally looking around as if he was trying to gauge a time period and genre. After about half a minute, he finally held out a couple of large blue diamonds and a bag of the most generic gold coins he could find.
“…Will these work?”
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