a proposition

[heresyandlace]

Who: Tekhetsio
Broadcast: Network video - sent to all ships
Action: SS Pathstone - he's hanging out in his 'office'
When: Oct 14, late morning

[as the broadcast begins, he knocks on the receiver with a knuckle, causing all speakers transmitting the message to give nice, sharp little pop noises. just to make sure everyone is listening. and then there is the image of a very pretty man with lavender eyes smirking into the camera.]

This meager allowance that they've started us off with really is a shame, isn't it? Only enough to make one significant purchase... and even then, we must choose between vitals such as palatable food, and those luxuries that keep us sane and happy.

It's almost cruel.

[and with that, he hoists up one of the bottles of alcohol that had been offered for sale on various way-stations, making sure that the camera gets a good view of it.]

...Being the generous creature that I am, I'm here to offer everyone listening the chance at a trade. I have alcohol. It is much more potent than anything that you will find on the stations, and I am looking to sell it.

And, since I know we are all still hurting for spending cash, I am taking payments of a few--very specific--different kinds.

Hail the SS Pathstone if you are interested, and we can discuss further arrangements.

[he tilts the bottle toward the camera, in salute]

Cheers.

Comments

[heresyandlace]

See, one man's trash is another man's treasure. Either that, or I am just terribly generous by nature.

[he motions at the screen a little]

Let me see them. What are they made of?

[broroona]

[He switches the feed to video, hiding himself and closing in on the coins. They're large, thick and heavy antiquated things that weigh in his hand.]

What they usually are. Copper, nickel, silver, gold. [Bouncing his hand a bit reveals the two gold pieces he has. After a long minute or so, he closes his hand around them, switching back to voice.] I'll trade you a silver and gold for the bottle.

[heresyandlace]

I want all of the silver and gold pieces.

[by his tone, he isn't intending on haggling. simply direct and decisive.]

And it's not the whole bottle--though I promise you that it will be as potent as if it were the entire thing.

[broroona]

Then I want all of the bottle. [Mimicking Tek's tone to the point of mocking. Jingling the coins in hand, he makes sure they're heard over the feed.]

If it's not the whole bottle, it's not all the coins. Don't mistake me for being more desperate than I am. Let's keep it simple.

[heresyandlace]

Let's say that it's for your own safety that I'm not giving you the whole bottle--I don't know if the medics are equipped to treat acute liver failure here. You'll get the same amount as anyone else who wants a share.

And I can use the coins, but only two of them does very little for me. And they are entirely useless to you.

So, I see it as fair. One full share of alcohol for your silver and gold.

[broroona]

Who said they're useless to me? I have every intention of returning home. I'll need these when I get there.

[Another jostling of the coins.]

A bit of the alcohol for a bit of the coins. Take it or leave it. I don't mind which.

[heresyandlace]

Oh yes, saving those few coins for your theoretical trip home is definitely worth not spending them on something useful in the meantime.

[all the sarcasm in the world, before he returns to his usually scheduled haggling]

And yes, a couple of coins will only get you a bit of alcohol.