Tekhetsio (
heresyandlace) wrote in
driftfleet2014-10-14 12:57 am
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a proposition
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.
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.

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[hi Tek he's decided to talk to you again.]
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[oh hey. of course robin appears when the alcohol does.]
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[yes.]
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[with a smile.]
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I think you'd really like this stuff.
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[but after his sarcastic look settles, he actually thinks a moment...]
I might be able to get you some spare parts from the ship, but they aren't exactly silver and gold.
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[again, he sounds a little sick]
What about coins? A watch?
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Animal bones? ...Anything in brass?
[brass isn't his favorite, but it would do in a pinch]
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Well, fine... How do you feel about Court's silver?
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Well yes, that would be perfect. You have some? [and were holding out?]
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[it's like Tek only likes him for his food or something. he hopes he gets magic poisoning and throws up all over his ship.]
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[just shut up it's fine and he's hungry]
It'll be fine.
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Sometime.
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I'll see you when my crew's finally got their supplies. Might be a couple of days.
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