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 Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2009 8:37 am
Moé thought about it, and then sighed.
"I still have the molds for that, so I won't charge you anything this time. I'll just... make them in bulk, and charge you a discount next time. It's what I do for my first customer each day."
Moé handed him the boxes.
"Here. A gift."
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Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2009 8:53 am
"Nah, I 'ill pay ya, just tell me how much." Rufus stopped for a moment, taking a deep inhale of smoke and thought. "'Ell, do ya need some professional assistance? I am the lead of a legionairin' ship, I 'ill pay with that, if anythin'."
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Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2009 8:57 am
Moé shook her head.
"No, really, I don't want to unfairly get ahead of anybody else. It's my fault for getting into this business anyways; there's a huge company already dedicated to making guns, bullets and food...."
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Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2009 9:04 am
Rufus raised an eyebrow. "....Bein' polite in merchant business gets ya nowhere fast." He discarded smoke though his nostrils and hid the large revolver back into his duster. "Besides, I did not catch ya name yet."
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Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2009 9:08 am
Moé laughed.
"As you can tell, I'm still not used to the industry here. Back in my homeland, things were different... that, and my position as a charity worker doesn't help anything."
She held out her hand to shake his.
"And my name is Moé."
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Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2009 9:15 am
Rufus took her hand, giving it a firm, good, handshake. "Rufus Mortima', captain of the Freeglory." His voice laced with smoke.
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Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2009 9:26 am
Moé nodded, and let go of his hand.
"Well, Mr. Mortimer, tomorrow I'll be back with a larger amount of those models. Or, if you give me the address of where your airship is going, I'll be sure to ship it..."
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Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2009 9:32 am
"W'ell, 'at depends, right now myself an' my crew are looking for a current job." The spare bullet in his left hand was placed back into his duster. "Also, we are still lookin' for possibly a couple more hands on deck." He took another drag of tobacco smoke.
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Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2009 9:36 am
Moé flushed.
"Oh, I, uh, wish you good luck with that..."
She pointed to the omelette that she had cooked.
"Do you want to try a free sample of my cooking?"
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Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2009 9:47 am
"Ya not interested?" Rufus replied, breathing out smoke. He pulled out a slip of some sort of inked paper. "I w'ould feel terrible if I did not at least tip ya." He placed it onto the table, then took the boxes. "'anks for ya hospitality though."
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Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2009 9:54 am
"W-Wait," Moé said. "I am interested. I just was not sure if you meant me, and I did not want to seem presumptuous."
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Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2009 9:58 am
Rufus looked back to her. "W'hat kind of skills do ya 'ave, other than what you 'ave told me." He took another drag off of the pipe.
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Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2009 10:03 am
Moé thought about this.
"I have many classes in alchemy and medicine, and I'm a sharpshooter. I know it isn't a real job requirement, but I can also sew quite professionally, and I'm good with clockwork and woodcrafting, though that's more of a hobby..."
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Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2009 10:15 am
"Mind givin' me a demonstration when I get back to the ship?" Rufus took the pipe from his mouth, dumping out a small disc of burnt tobacco onto the cobblestone ground. He pulled out a small golden white envelope. He opened it and took out a bit of tobacco, compacted it into the pipe. The envelope disappeared back into the duster, and he withdrew another match, lighting the tobacco.
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Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2009 10:21 am
Moé nodded; she did not mind displaying the things she was good at.
"When will you go back to your ship, and where is it?"
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