driftfleet | action.

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action.

Who: Thor + you
Broadcast: no
Action: around Baruut
When: mid-to-late october

a. scrap markets

[Thor hates this planet, honestly. It's like a worse version of Sakaar, somehow, and he wasn't fond of that place to start with. The only upside Thor can see to Baruut so far is that he wasn't immediately captured and enslaved in a fighting arena.

Kind of a back-handed compliment.

But after his stint on the Marsiva and then spending a week looking after a shockingly young Loki, Thor's ready to put that baggage in the backseat and go look around anyway. He has a couple of items he's on the lookout for. It becomes quickly apparent though that finding a decent item is the harder task. The low quality of most wares annoys him and it's not uncommon to find him standing in front of a stall keeper, shaking an item at them and being loudly indignant.]

Yes, I know that it has clear sight, but if it only sees in green then what's the point of it as an eye?

[Is that an eyeball in his hand? .........yep. Unfortunate.]

b. watch for falling debris

[You're out in the junkyards proper, minding your own business. Doing whatever it is you decided to venture into canyons of rubbish to do. A distant yelp and a thud rings out somewhere above you - and you barely have time to look up before a body comes smashing down into the junk a few metres away, sending scrap metal and plastic spraying everywhere.

The 'body' turns out to be a very alarmed, very dazed junkyard thief. They scramble to their feet and run away shrieking, not looking back at you or in the direction they fell from. Should you decide to look up though, you'll see Thor pop up over the top of a hill-sized pile of rubbish a fair distance away. He waves to you and calls out:]

You should be mindful where you step! There are thieves about.

c. wildcard

[Thor can also be found bartering for equipment at shops specialising in spaceship parts, lugging supplies back to the Blue Fish, or throwing his hammer around near the Knorst Cliffs. If you have any other ideas, drop a comment or hit me up on

dudemeister.]

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[Taako might not look like it with sheer blouse under a dark vest and a fringe skirt belt over a pair of slacks, but he was, in fact, a pragmatist. The flowers and feathers that adorned his hat spoke nothing to the fact that, when it came down to it, Taako was willing to do the dirty work to stay alive. He didn't trust the Atroma, and his ship was on a skeleton crew of just four people - none of whom were a pilot or a security augment. While they could probably all hold their own in a fight, that didn't mean he wanted to be stuck in one without some tricks up his sleeve.

So Taako, who claimed to hate an honest day's work and complained about chipping his nails, had his sleeves rolled up to his elbows as he dug through actual trash looking for spell components and useful metal. Most of it was too cheap or too flimsy to be of any real use, but occasionally, he found iron pipes or discarded steel scrap. He'd carry it down to a growing pile in the middle of the stacks he was currently combing through and then go back to the work he wanted no one to be witness to.

Which is, of course, why he heard a thud and a screech and then someone landed not ten feet from him in a burst of scrap waste. Taako was smart enough not to scream himself, but he did bring up his focus and his hands caught on fire as he watched the person-- run...away...?

...Hokay then?

You should be mindful where you step! There are thieves about.

What? Taako turns and the glow around his hands fades as he squints up at the man on top of the hill of trash. Is that?]

Thor?

[Yep definitely the God of Hunkiness himself.]

Well, thanks for the assist there, fella, but what are you doing all the way out here?

[Taako has a fairly distinctive style; it's not hard to see who it is even from this distance. He grins a bit at the reaction before shaking his head and calling back.]

Looking for an icebox. I have yet to find a working one in the market, so this was the next place to look.

[Anything found here also probably wouldn't work, but it would be free.]

An icebo--

[Oh. That makes sense. Taako has been forgoing the larger appliances just because he can't really lug them back. The closest he's gotten is picking up parts for Pidge to create an espresso machine.]

What do you need an icebox for?

[Can't freeze things with your pretty blue eye-- Eye. There's just one. Oh well.]

Doesn't your ship have one?

[Rather than keep having this conversation from the top of Garbage Mountain, Thor hops over the top and slides down the side. He hits the bottom easily, though there's a minor cascade of debris that comes down with him.]

Oh yes, several of them. [He waves off the question. With the Blue Fish, you can never truly have enough food storage.] But we could use another. We tend to stockpile food whenever we land in these places.

[Damn this guy is tall. Taako isn't a shorty himself, but there's no comparing to Thor's height and, well, Pan be damned, this man is a freaking mountain in and of himself. He's basically the polar opposite of Taako's captain and Thor's brother - although his brother definitely got the better hair.]

Ah, so you're looking for more of a meat freezer than an icebox.

[Something to stockpile food, jars, whatever else they can fit in those things. A large metal box with a cooling system or somewhere to put the ice needed to keep it frozen. Taako taps a finger against his bottom lip as he runs over all the things he's seen in this junkyard today, and then stretches his memory back to the last few he combed over for anything that would work.]

Do you have an artific-- Uh, what do they call them here? Engineers? On your ship?

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