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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 18, 2012 13:27:15 GMT -5
The General Store of Crossway, run by Jake Mallard.
Goods And Prices:
Stimpacks(12) - 15 Caps Each.
Med-X(3) - 20 Caps Each.
9mm Ammo Boxes(4) - 20 Caps Each.
Small Energy Cells(6) - 25 Caps Each.
Microfusion Cells(2)- 35 Caps Each.
Plasma Canisters(4)- 45 Caps Each
9mm Handgun - 35 Caps.
Plasma Pistol- 60 Caps
Plasma Rifle(2)- 250 Caps
Daggermouth Armor - 180 Caps.
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Random Scrap:
Scrap Metal(5) - 5 Caps Each.
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Post by Sammy on Jun 18, 2012 13:30:29 GMT -5
Sammy poked her head through the door, and scanned around, "Hello, anybody home?" she asked as she scanned the store.
(Perception)
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 18, 2012 13:40:22 GMT -5
It's mostly standard fare of dry food, some medicine, and a couple ammo boxes for various weapon types.
A few things catch her attention: A Shotgun hidden behind the counter, a safe in a back room, under a bed, and a suit of what seems to be strangely fashioned armor, that uses a rough, dark green material.
"Can I help you miss?" Says the man behind the counter.
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Post by Sammy on Jun 18, 2012 13:46:10 GMT -5
"Hi yes, you must be Mallard," She says, entering the shop all the way. "My name's Sammy. I'm a Scav, prospector if you prefer, but I just got into town, and figured you'd be the man to see. If you knew any places that might have some good pickings, I'd be glad to give you first crack at anything I found."
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 18, 2012 14:04:03 GMT -5
"Most folks used to go down to the old scrapyard and dig through cars, but the way I hear it, it's become occupied."
Rubbing his blond chin scruff,
"Couple miles due west is an old prison. Had a Guy who used to pull a good haul out of there every once in a while. Course, one day, he didn't come back. That was getting on bout... 2 Years ago? Nobody's touched it since, what with superstition and all that... might be quite a bit left, if you ain't afraid of ghost stories."
Leaning on the counter,
"Other then that, I couldn't tell ya right now. Got other things on my mind.
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Post by Sammy on Jun 18, 2012 14:07:09 GMT -5
"Why, what's on your mind?" Sammy asked, tucking the idea of the prison in the back of her head, and nodding in sympathy.
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 18, 2012 14:41:23 GMT -5
"Oh, nothin to concern yourself with. I'll manage fine."
(PER) He is distracted, and not managing fine.
"Never mind that, if you're gonna head out, I wouldn't go alone. It's never a good idea."
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Post by Sammy on Jun 18, 2012 14:44:32 GMT -5
Sammy grunted. Second person to tell her that. Universe seemed intent that she heard its message. "C'mon now," She said, "Something's obviously the matter. If your down in the dumps, how will I get the best price for all the goods I'm going to bring back for you?"
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 18, 2012 15:23:58 GMT -5
"I said it ain't.... oh what's the point? Tellin little old you won't hurt nobody."
Sighing,
"It's my brother Paul... his daughter got involved with this Guy... Northerner... seemed like a good enough sort. Paul didn't know about them, but I did... and now Susan's gone missing and I don't know how I'm gonna tell him that I knew that she was seeing a boy who could swept her away, or even kidnapped her....it's just a bad situation all around, but the worst thing is, I don't know whether she's alright or not."
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Post by Sammy on Jun 18, 2012 15:43:08 GMT -5
"Where would this boy who swept her away be at you think? He got a name?" Sammy asked. Not that she cared, necessarily, but being on good terms with the shop owner seemed like it might be promising.
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 18, 2012 15:48:13 GMT -5
"I ain't got a clue where they coulda gone....But the Guy had an odd name, Be-NO. Buzzard! Buzz for short she called him."
(INT)You recall the barkeep telling you one of the men inhabiting the Scrape Yard had some kind of animal name.
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Post by Sammy on Jun 18, 2012 15:50:09 GMT -5
Sammy nodded, "That sounds like a tough one. Hey, maybe it would help if you offered some kind of reward to find her? I could put it around quiet like, so we don't get the wrong types, and your brother don't find out."
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 18, 2012 16:04:27 GMT -5
"That.... that could work....but you would have to go too, I don't trust them Mercs worth a shit."
His mood has brightened.
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Post by Sammy on Jun 18, 2012 16:11:53 GMT -5
"And you're a wise man not to," Sam agreed, "I'd be glad to go to see a girl get home safe. How much might you be able to put up for a reward you think?"
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 18, 2012 16:13:47 GMT -5
"Umm....lemme think.....100 Caps? I'm no good at this...."
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