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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 20, 2012 19:17:15 GMT -5
"Oh....yeah. Here you go." He says, paying you the 100 owed.
"Take these too....."
Acquired:
100 Caps
2 9mm SMG clips
"I just.......Jesus christ......"
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Sammy
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Post by Sammy on Jun 20, 2012 19:19:27 GMT -5
Sammy shook her head sadly, "Would it be too much trouble to get a Fission battery too John? I wanted to look for one at the scrapyard, but when things went so badly, I just hustled Susan and Buzz back here before anything else could go wrong, and didn't get a chance to look."
[Speech maybe, if necessary]
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 20, 2012 19:28:02 GMT -5
"Sure....Nobody hardly buys em anyway."
Acquired Fission Battery.
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Sammy
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Post by Sammy on Jun 20, 2012 19:28:47 GMT -5
"Thanks John. Good luck you two," She told Buzz and Susan. "Hope life gets better here on out."
Taking her prizes, she headed out the door.
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 20, 2012 19:31:05 GMT -5
Susan doesn't look at her.
Buzz just stares blankly, like he wants to say something, but he hold his tongue.
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Post by Vincent Rommel on Jun 22, 2012 16:40:29 GMT -5
Vincent enters the general store, pack burdened with loot and pouch heavy with the jingle of caps.
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 22, 2012 16:44:42 GMT -5
"Howdy! I'm guessing you've got some salvage to trade?"
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Post by Vincent Rommel on Jun 22, 2012 17:06:06 GMT -5
"I am." Vincent answered, eyeing the merchant's wares. "Mayor Diamond also told me you could do something with this." he continued, holding up the skin.
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 22, 2012 17:15:43 GMT -5
"Daggermouth skin? That's quite a catch. I'd be willing to do a trade, since my normal tailor is down at Last Resort for the time being. I assume you wanted an upgrade?" He says pointing to the dark green leather armor hanging up.
"If ya give me the skin and the armor you got right now, she's all yours for 60 caps."
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Post by Vincent Rommel on Jun 22, 2012 18:21:31 GMT -5
"That sounds like a fair trade," Vincent answered after inspecting the armor hanging up. He handed the caps and his leather armor over, before placing the switchblade, scrap metal, and box of 20 mm ammo on the table.
"What can I get for all that?"
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 22, 2012 18:26:44 GMT -5
"All that? I'd say...15 caps. It's not much you know." He said
Motioning at an old bathroom,
"You wanna change outta your old armor and into your new, be my guest."
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Post by Vincent Rommel on Jun 22, 2012 18:31:04 GMT -5
Vincent took 15 caps back for the pile, leaving the junk on the table. He then entered the restroom and quickly changed. It was not power armor, but it would have to do.
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 22, 2012 18:42:50 GMT -5
It still takes a while to get changed, and as he does, he can hear voices outside, trading with Mallard most likely.
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Post by Vincent Rommel on Jun 22, 2012 19:13:30 GMT -5
Vincent listens at the door. It was likely nothing to be alarmed at, but a hunted man could never be too cautious.
(per)
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 22, 2012 19:38:11 GMT -5
(PER)
"Hey, our commander sent us over with a couple things to trade. Do you have Fission Batteries?" Asks a young man.
"Yes I do, what do you have in trade?"
"Well, we don't use guns like this, so would you take them, and their ammo too? We also need Microfusion Cells if ya got em."
"Give me all that, and you can take whatever you want!"
"Alright. Good doing business with you, and on behalf of the Brotherhood of Steel, we thank you."
Afterwards there's a lot of clanking about followed by a shuffling of feet.
"Come back anytime!" Says Mallard, and when the door closes,
"Suckers!"
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