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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 21, 2012 16:21:25 GMT -5
The house of Mitch Diamond, mayor of Crossway.
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Post by Vincent Rommel on Jun 21, 2012 19:29:35 GMT -5
Vincent approaches the mayor's dwelling, weighed down by the various loot from his recent excursion. Just another big fish in a small, he figured. He knocked.
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 21, 2012 19:31:46 GMT -5
A tall, skinny man in a suit too small for him and glasses, answers the door.
"Can I help you?"
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Post by Vincent Rommel on Jun 21, 2012 20:52:07 GMT -5
"We killed the daggermouth." Vincent replied matter-of-factly, motioning to the skin he carried.
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 21, 2012 21:00:53 GMT -5
"Ah, you and Jethro? Well done. I assume you'll want your reward. Please, come on in you too!" He said, motioning.
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Post by Vincent Rommel on Jun 22, 2012 1:53:55 GMT -5
Vincent followed the mayor, his sharp eyes taking in the details of the home as he entered.
(per)
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 22, 2012 1:59:51 GMT -5
The house is actually pretty nice, for post apocalyptia anyway.
There are a few paintings on the walls, replicas you guess.
(INT) You notice most of them are impressionist works, such as Monet's and Van Goghs.
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Post by Vincent Rommel on Jun 22, 2012 2:21:55 GMT -5
"You have quite the collection here." Vincent remarked, admiring the replicas.
His education at Raven Rock had included in-depth study in all facets of the pre-war world. He had always enjoyed the open composition and emphasis in perception inherent in Impressionist art, but personally favored the darkness of the Baroque masterpieces. Their display of triumphant power and control had always struck a chord with him.
"Wherever did you find them in such condition?"
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 22, 2012 2:27:59 GMT -5
"Oh the paintings? I made them myself, looking at pictures from an old book. But a man like you would be bored by such things I'm sure." He said, pulling a bag of caps from his suit.
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Post by Vincent Rommel on Jun 22, 2012 12:29:31 GMT -5
Vincent gritted his teeth to keep himself from saying anything revealing in response. Better to be seen as another run-of-the-mill merc than anything near what he really was.
"Right, men like me only care for caps." he said, extending his hand for payment.
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 22, 2012 14:59:46 GMT -5
"Alright then. Here you are. 100 each, since the original sum was 200." Diamond said.
"Is there anything else you'll be needing?"
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Post by Vincent Rommel on Jun 22, 2012 15:40:52 GMT -5
"I don't suppose there's more work to be had?" Vincent asked, once the caps were safely in his pack.
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 22, 2012 16:09:37 GMT -5
"Not at the moment I'm afraid, but something always comes up."
Nodding to the skin,
"You'll wanna get that to Mallard, down at the general store. He'll give you a good trade, just tell him Diamond sent you."
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Post by Vincent Rommel on Jun 22, 2012 16:34:21 GMT -5
"I appreciate it." Vincent answered. It paid to be gracious to the man in power, at least until you could take it from him.
With that, he departed and made his way to the general store.
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