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Regent gave a nod to Marcia's agreement. His hand slipped into the cloak of many wonders and pulled out a set of die between two of his fingers. He showed them to Marcia and dropped them on to the table, for her to test out anyway she would like.

He was a salesman, not a con. And he was mostly proud about that, you don't make a enemy out of a buyer.

His golden eyes flashed to the other male sharing his thought on the game. "Parts, My boy? A stash even?" He asked a flick of interested rested in his eyes past the spectacle. His arm rested on the table as he waited for Marcia to test the dice and agree on a bet with them.(before he would roll.)

(I am gunna hold off on Blitz's post, remimbered something I need to check...)

"You even have something worth barging about? " Regent gave a grin to his words. "Cause I assure you my wares are worth a trade-or a game." the dreaded man added with more of a smirk.

Turning back over to Marcia, Regent's fingerless glove grabbed up the dice. He gave a wild smirk looking back over to her, as he pressed his sliver glasses back over his eyes

"Alright, sly." the man spoke letting the two dice lob a little in his hand, up and down.

"Odd or even?" The vender asked with a challenging smile, pulling out another item from his cloak. A dark dice cup, which he showed her was empty while talking, letting his hand shift it about reviling there was no trick.

The merchant snapped the dice in the air, and with a fowl swoop snatched them from the air with the cup. In the same motion the cup slammed on to the table. If one was to blank they would have missed the toss for the roll.

Regent, didn't look to the cup but rather kept gold eyes upon the rogue. His hand raised with the cup, reviling the dice to be....

Regant's grin slipped across his lips as he watched Marcia's reaction. He knew that look of a loss. It was his win....

Bring on the beer!

Grabing up the dice, Regent leaned back with a chuckle to her question slipping the items away to the care of his cloak. "It depends." He smirked, waving his free hand in the air a little relaxing in his chair.

"What are you looking to buy?" The weasel smiled giving a glance over to Ander, wondering what he thought of the game. Looking back to Marcia he didn't comment on it. "Parts? A blade of some sort? Or even clothing-perhaps of military type?" Regent made a few suggestions, if she wanted it he would be able to get a hold of it....for a price of course.

Dante nodded at the guy. "I am a mechanic, I have lots of parts. Varying qualities as well as almost anything anyone needs. Its my job to have the parts to fix someone up."

He watched as they played and shook his head as Marcia lost. "Tough luck girly. You will have to explain to me later about the recent events here. I have been away for a while and what you had previously told me sounds like a story told at a campfire." He smiled as he downed his beer and his shot.

He called the bartender over to refill, he was starting to get a good buzz going and wanted to keep it that way. He gave the bartender a good tip and money for the drinks before he left. He had to admit he missed this place.

Ander had caught the bare end of the dice game and thought it to be amusing, always did. Regent had a dumb luck about those kind of things so most of the time Ander skipped the game part and just bought something form him.

He usually had good stuff anyways.

Ander looked up to Regent and gave a nod. Yeah, mind as well. He wanted to see the reaction to his wares. He set his empty mug on the counter and have Kard and Fox a nod. A silent 'good bye'. They were very busy catching up and Ander did not want to interrupt.

Regent gave a chuckle to Marcia's comment about him having one of everything. "well you come along a lot in my line of work." He added with a returned grin over his shoulder. She had no idea...

Walking to a exit, he stepped past another patron and rested a hand on his shoulder as he moved past, just as if to generously walk aside and not run into him. Though his other hand slipped past the bystanders cloak and made a little nab at a small bag on his belt. Having a small blade in his grabbing hand he cut free the strand of leather that kept it, in the same movement. A easy catch....

Slipping his hand away, in a flowing movement Regent opened the door to the exit of the bar. Holding it open briefly for the other's he stepped past a few Zoids and seemed to be walking to a noticeable Blade liger. A black one at that, with a fresh paint job about repaired parts....

Marcia was quiet after and simply followed, now, if Quin respected him so much he had to be something. Particularly his wares... Not bad, she thought as she had seen him pickpocket. That poor fool there would buy drinks to find he had no money to pay for them Heh.

Marcia gave a light glare at the blade liger, remembering her previous encounter with it. How the hell did he get it? b*****d probably sold it to him. No doubt Ander was having a good chuckle over this.