Sammy
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Post by Sammy on Jun 18, 2012 17:25:46 GMT -5
"Maybe a hundred-fifty?" Sam suggested, "Mercenaries are no blushing violets, operating out of the kindness of their hearts. And if they are low rent losers, then they may not succeed. But 150 should work well."
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 18, 2012 17:38:27 GMT -5
"Can't afford 150... what if I offer some of my stock? That should do it."
Happily,
"Thank you so much young lady, I will repay you for this I swear!"
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Sammy
Drifter
Level:2 XP:25
Posts: 155
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Post by Sammy on Jun 18, 2012 17:44:44 GMT -5
"Okay, well 100 and some of your stock would work," She agreed. "I'll see what I can find out, and hire some muscle to help get Susan out safe." She smiled, "Everything's gonna be okay Jake." she offered reassuringly. She tilted her head to the side and smiled, "Be back in two shakes of a brahmin's tail." She said, before disappearing out the door, and heading back to the bar.
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Post by Russel Wade on Jun 19, 2012 18:55:42 GMT -5
Russel walked in to the store, taking his time to give a cursory glance at the items on display before walking up to the owner. "Hello!" He said, with his best attempt at a smile on display.
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 19, 2012 19:07:01 GMT -5
"Oh hey, I'll be with you in ha-ha MARY MOTHER OF GOD!" Mallard exclaims as he looks at Russel.
"I....um.....I'm sorry, I just.... I've never..."
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Post by Russel Wade on Jun 19, 2012 19:25:11 GMT -5
Instantly the smile was gone from Russel's face. He broiled with anger, and fought to keep his composure. Damn smoothskins. With a deep breath, however, the emotion was gone, and he said "It's fine. I know it's hard to believe, but I get that a lot. I was just passing through town, and needed to sell a few things." It was said amiably, though Russel thought it would be a good idea to forgo the smile this time.
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 19, 2012 19:36:52 GMT -5
"Um sure... whatdoya got?" Mallard asked, obviously feeling bad.
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Post by Russel Wade on Jun 19, 2012 19:51:30 GMT -5
"Some salvage. Not much, but I don't need it. What'll you give me for it?" He dug in his pack for a second before pulling out all of the silverware. He laid it expectantly on the table in front of Mallard before examining the man once again. He could see the merchant felt bad about his outburst, which was actually some consolation to Russel. He remembered the first time he had seen another ghoul. Despite being one himself at that point, it was still a bit of a shock. Most people considered him an abomination, so this was somewhat of an improvement, albeit an annoying one.
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 19, 2012 19:56:39 GMT -5
"Mmmmmm.......this is some good silverware.......a lot too."
Looking at Wade,
"Can't afford it all, but I'll take about half of it for 75."
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Post by Russel Wade on Jun 19, 2012 20:10:30 GMT -5
Russel looked disappointed. "Is that all? I mean, I understand that you can only take half, but you said yourself this is some good stuff. I think I deserve a bit more." (Barter)
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 19, 2012 20:17:23 GMT -5
(Barter) "Look...75 is all I got, but I'd be ripping you off hard. I've got some other stuff... special stuff."
He walks back into his room for a chest and returns a bit later.
"Take a gander at this beauty..."
Mallard reveals a magnificent, polished .44 Magnum.
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Post by Russel Wade on Jun 19, 2012 20:25:09 GMT -5
Russel's eyes widened for a moment, but he quickly regained his business poker face. "What do you want for 'er?" He said, with a nod at the weapon.
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 19, 2012 20:26:59 GMT -5
"All the silver, and we'll call it even."
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Post by Russel Wade on Jun 19, 2012 20:34:57 GMT -5
Russel nodded. "Sounds like a deal." He extended a gloved hand, determined to make at least one acquaintance in Crossway. People may be horrified at his appearance, but if he acted civil he thought there might be hope for himself in the town.
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 19, 2012 20:41:23 GMT -5
"Deal then." he says happily shaking Wade's hand.
"You wanna wear this out? Or do you want a small box for it?"
(Guns) You may know little about weapons, but you know for damn sure that the Magnum is out of your league and would likely rip your arm off from the recoil.
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