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

[Network]

[goldenglasses]

How did you get better stuff than what's for sale here? Did you have it in your pocket or something when you woke up here? [Questioning because someone spent most of his money on donuts.]

[Network]

[heresyandlace]

Ah! The answer is even better than that.

Are you interested in trading for a bit of it?

[you know you wanna. think of how hard it is to get drunk on donuts.]

[Network]

[goldenglasses]

Depends. What are you hoping to trade? I really don't have much.

[heresyandlace]

Lucky for you, I'm not looking for much.

A piece of jewelry or some coins would do it, but there are other things I'd take as well.

[goldenglasses]

Some coins? [He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a few coins he had on him from his home world.] You sure? Nothing in that station would accept any of my c-cents from home. What do you use them for?

[heresyandlace]

I'm interested in the metal, primary.

Do you know what are they made of? What do they look like?

[goldenglasses]

Pretty sure it's iron. Maybe copper? Whatever minerals we could pull out of a desert mostly. [He knows exactly what they are, but prefers to act dumb.]

[heresyandlace]

[the disappointment is obvious and genuine in his voice]

...No gold or silver? Or even brass?

[goldenglasses]

I don't think so? I've never really thought much about it before. I know it's not gold or silver. Those are pretty rare metals on my world. Only the rich can afford things like that.

[heresyandlace]

[a sigh.]

...No rings? Watches? Trinkets?

[goldenglasses]

[He has an earring and a fake arm, but nothing he's ready to part with just yet. He pats down his pockets.] I have a spare button!

[heresyandlace]

A button?

[ugh. how desperate is he, really?]

...What's it made out of?

[goldenglasses]

Um... plastic I th- AH! I mean- gold! Yeah! Probably gold!

[heresyandlace]

...Right.

[he... sighs. like he's dealing with a child, now.]

What about mirrors?

[goldenglasses]

I ah... have a bouncy ball? [What? He liked having small toys on him to entertain kids along the way. DON'T JUDGE!]

[heresyandlace]

[oh he's judging]

...How disappointing.

[goldenglasses]

Aw! Come on! I just woke up here! If you don't like the change I have on me, what else am I suppose to have?

I mean, I have a random [several hundred] bullet in my pocket. [Which is useless without his gun.] That's probably made out of iron. What about that?

[heresyandlace]

Ugh.

[it sounds like the thought of it might literally nauseate him]

Too much lead.

[goldenglasses]

So, I take it you don't really like lead?

[heresyandlace]

It's a disgusting metal.

[goldenglasses]

No lead. Got it. Any other metals you hate?

[heresyandlace]

Iron. Aluminum is useless. ...I don't like nickel either, but it's fine in some alloys.

[goldenglasses]

Got it. No iron, lead, aluminum, and nickel only sometime.

[Vash sighs.]

Oh man, I was really hoping to get some booze without spending too much money. Sure there isn't anything else you'd like? What about a really nice foot massage? [Not that he's sure he could give an amazing one, but a nice one? Probably.]

[heresyandlace]

[yeah he... has his doubts...]

I don't mean to offend, but...

...I don't know if I trust you with my feet.

[goldenglasses]

That's okay, I don't know if I really want to touch your feet. For all I know they could smell really bad. <small.[He might have taken a small offense.]