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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Jan 6, 2007 11:08:58 GMT -5
Mary, meanwhile, makes her way towards another place, grabbing Dyson's hand. "Come on. This place, we'll need to look like a couple... sweetie. Now, be couply." She explains under her breath. "Sam'll understand."
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Post by dakota on Jan 6, 2007 13:19:41 GMT -5
Dyson looked at Mar in shock as she pulled him away from McCain and Sam and into the next shop. The walls were lined with various weapons, the most lethal stored behind the counter. An imposing figure of an ogre stood behind the counter., glaring at the two of them.
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Jan 6, 2007 14:00:12 GMT -5
"See?" Mary says, with a kid-in-a-candy-store voice, dragging Dyson in. "Didn't I tell you this was an awesome store? It's got everything." And she leads Dyson around, hoping the shop-keeper will interpret Dyson's anxiety for that look of fear every man gets when his girlfriend's found everything she wants to buy at the most expensive store in town. "See? And they have... oh! Look!" And she moves towards the counter. "A Naruni NE-50... Can I?" She says, turning to look at Dyson, expectantly. Also, she's looking to see if the place is empty.
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Post by dakota on Jan 7, 2007 1:48:22 GMT -5
(no one else in the shop) the shopkeep eyed the pair before taking the Naruni weapon from the rack and handing it to Mar. " Not cheap. Coalition make these hard to get."
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Post by juggernautsb on Jan 7, 2007 9:57:19 GMT -5
McCain looks around at the various shops trying to find one that sell armour.
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Post by Mierin on Jan 8, 2007 11:13:24 GMT -5
Sam smiles politely as she answer "No thanks. I'm fine." She then looks around and picks up a few supplies (rations) before paying for them and looking for a place that sells weapons and/or armour.
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Post by dakota on Jan 9, 2007 0:57:56 GMT -5
McCain and Sam find themselves in the same shop, surrounded with new and used armor. At the counter a dwarven woman was haggling with the shopkeep, a grizzled old man with several implants, over the price of a suit of chain mail. " Right with you once this battleaxe meets my price." The dwarf tossed the chainmail down with a huff and stormed out, much to the shopkeep's cackling delight. " If either of you are just browsing, don't waste my time." He said as he bent over and picked the chainmail from the floor.
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Post by juggernautsb on Jan 12, 2007 21:05:28 GMT -5
McCain grunts at the shopkeep, "Well I was looking to buy or trade, but I would hate to bother you by actually doing some real buisness."
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Post by Mierin on Jan 15, 2007 2:19:22 GMT -5
Sam nods at the shopkeep "I was looking to see what types of armour you have for sale."
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Post by dakota on Jan 15, 2007 17:23:48 GMT -5
" Well look around then, see what interests ya." The shopkeep replied, putting the armor back on the wall rack. Around the store were most types of generic armor. " Provided you have more credits than that last lollygagger." He adds, pointing at the drawf that had just left.
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Jan 16, 2007 9:56:26 GMT -5
"Oh, I know." Says Mary to teh Ogre. "All they care about is them, them them. Can't let anything get in the way." She turns to Dyson and says. "What do you think?" In her cutest girl voice. "You said one, and I like this one. please?"
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Post by dakota on Jan 16, 2007 19:32:27 GMT -5
Dyson looked at Marianna in utter disbeleif. " Are you sure? That's alot of credits."
The ogre groaned and rolled his eyes. " You want quality, you pay for it."
Dyson sighed, and pulled a plain black card from inside his shirt pocket. Waving the black market credits at her, he smirked," Yes, I've been holding out on you. You're sure this is the one? No changing your mind later."
the ogre chuckled," Not hard to tell who wears the pants in this couple..."
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Post by Mierin on Jan 16, 2007 19:46:09 GMT -5
Sam points to one of the genetic armour (OOC: any eba?) and asks "How much is that?"
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Post by dakota on Jan 16, 2007 21:27:43 GMT -5
( by generic I mean black market types of armor, including EBA )
" The Bushman? Guess I could let it go for 34 thousand." The shopkeep replied with a shrug.
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Jan 17, 2007 20:35:54 GMT -5
"Oh, you mean it?" Mary says, hugging Dyson. "I'm so happy." She adds, with a squeal and a clap. "OK. Now. Add three clips of ammo, and it's a deal." She says, wheeling on the Ogre.
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