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 Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2008 12:10 am
She takes a glance at the merchandise on the shelves and frowns. "Not interested. I be looking for something in particular."
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Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2008 12:14 am
"And what's that?" He fidgets with something, until she can hear the sound of the radio. The intergalactic news is broadcasting--traffic updates and something about a sandstorm out in Cassini, the next town over.
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Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2008 12:16 am
"A cube, about this big." She holds her hands a few inches apart. "Simple, made of wood. Little pictures of animals on the sides. Seen anything like that?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2008 12:20 am
"Wood doesn't come easy around here." It doesn't. It's a rare commodity, even on Earth. Most things on Mars are made of iron due to its abundance on the planet.
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Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2008 12:20 am
She grits her teeth. "I know. Do ye have anything like that?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2008 12:21 am
"If I did, I wouldn't be selling it here." He straightens and looks at her again. "Where'd you say you were from?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2008 12:24 am
"I didn't say where I be from." She turns and starts examining the shelves, her fingers trailing along the mesh. "Where would ye sell it?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2008 12:28 am
"Probably in Vallis." He means Ares Vallis, which is a long drive from where they are. "Most dive stations are out there. People get in small ships and go hunting for abandoned craft. You can find artifacts from hundreds of years ago sometimes." And those are truly rare finds.
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Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2008 12:29 am
"It be not that old." She chews on her cheek a moment then looks at him again. "Any other shops like this in this area?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2008 12:33 am
"Plenty." Henry and most other towns like it are rife with them. A word about long-distance travel. There are tunnels that might connect some towns, but for others that are located long distances out, there might not be any. Sometimes one has to go above ground to drive to where they're going.
Henry is sort of hillish although it's an underground city, and there are shops nestled in almost every corner. Business and residential areas are not separated. It's like the city grew in a haphazard fashion, and no one stopped to consider zoning.
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Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2008 12:36 am
"Good." She reaches down to her belt to tilt up a rusty looking round object. when she presses on the center letters flash across its scratched surface. "Yer sure ye don't have anything like that? Or have maybe heard of someone who does?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2008 12:39 am
He stops and furrows his brows at what she's doing. Not that old, huh? "If I did," he says carefully, "I wouldn't advertise it. But why don't you check the exchange downtown. They might have something like that there."
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Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2008 12:43 am
She nods to herself then hits the device again. The letters dissapear. "Aye, I'll do that. And if ye see happen to get any information call me." She slips a card from a pouch on her belt and presses it against the glass. It reads "Captain Trintara Al'Cyer" and has her number, all in red ink. Nothing else. "Can ye do that?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2008 12:45 am
He takes the card and looks it over with some interest. "Yes. And what ship do you pilot?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2008 12:48 am
"The Gash." Her mouth tilts into a crooked grin. "Small but can take on one ten times its size."
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