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Runa had taken some days off from the depot back home in Neutral City, she had an order that required specially charged batteries. Required the best in Occulas actually. And none other place than that of Lackluster Mine. Apparently and certain man of electrical talent could charge batteries in such a way. She had to admit, she liked Asmodius, it was one of the greatest places for buildings machinery, but perhaps not the nicest place to live in terms of view.

Arriving int he center, she looked up and found the house of Makovi Nymic, the man in question. That Zeppelin journey sure bored her, a few days though and she was here. She could only hope this could get done quickly, business called, and money was waiting. Waiting for the large metallic lift to fall down was almost painful, the gears of Asmodius were notorious for scratching. Getting on she waited for it to arrive at the top, where hopefully she would be greeted by one said man. Box on her hip held in place with her right arm, she patiently waited.

As the lift reached the top and came to a hefty stop, Runa gazed upon the young man who seemed to fit into his own surroundings quite well. Honestly, she didn't expect someone to be dressed up too well, but she didn't judge that either. Lifting the box up with both hands she then held it up with one. Resting her spare hand on her hip she said I'm here for superior batteries, the Nymic-kind. Presuming you are him' she then cocked a brow and stared at him.

When he gazed her and the box up and down she began to think this was the guy. Proven right when he turned to walk inside, she followed and witnessed the kind of work this man does. she noticed the few things before her, noticing this was somewhat... disorganised-organisation. Something she was perhaps used to back home with her . His gaze back at her was proof enough she definitely had the right person for the job, evidently when he explained the job at hand.

'What do you charge?' she then quickly responded, not wanting to make an offer that could be too expensive. Sure, she had a fair amount of money. In fact... she had a few hundred Octen on her knowing that this probably wouldn't be cheap.

Makovi gave some signs of deep thinking as he came up with a price, Runa patiently waited with one hip cocked, hand placed neatly atop it. She wanted to make sure she got a good price, but she knew his custom batteries were going to be worth the price. '200 hundred' she then said with a quick adjustment of the way she were standing. She then went on to say 'And perhaps i'll be a regular customer if your work is good enough' still with her business face on. She liked to think she was particularly good at negotiations, able to keep her side up if it got beaten down.

She spoke truth, in the future she could see herself using some more of these batteries if they're good enough for her purposes. Potentially, she'd much rather good, sustainable batteries that won't blow up or fizzle out before their time ran out. Besides... she could get some good cash for these back home, especially since they were from across the Aerie Peaks.

As the flickers of lightning seemed to arch in small patterns and flicker from his hair, at first she was suspicious what his next intentions were. Though she presumed this was business talk, and hopefully this guy wasn't as rude as her last non-magic buyer in Neutral City. She still wondered if he suffered any broken bones...

Her attention was grabbed with the question of her name. She collectively breathed in and revealed 'Ridus.' she placed her lips together, her eyes then seemed to examine his face before adding 'Rúna Ridus. I run The Unit in Neutral City.' The Unit was a depo based in the slums of Neutral City, she makes deliveries, makes some items, sells them off for better prices. It gets her the money to live, its steady and always has demand. Quite often by Hope Academy, where the students all require to design and forge their own weapons. 'And i'll settle with 210, but i would much rather 200 whilst advertising your services in the city' she was still trying to get it at her price, even trying to settle with him by suggesting she would get his name around town. She wasn't lying of coarse, it would be a mutual benefit. More would know of his talent, some would come directly here, others would go through Runa, each of them would gain a profit.

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The man seemed to accept her offer, but he obviously didn't want too much attention. She couldn't help but feel she had perhaps secured a business partner. Pulling out the money she said 'I doubt i'll be a stranger for much longer' and dropped the sum in his hand. Curling her fingers back up she heaved the box and placed it almost heavily onto a counter that wasn't occupied by bits and bobs already. Now it would seem she managed to keep her side up and didn't do anything for the wrong amount of money, Makovi was reasonable, and so was she, she liked to think. But this was all business for her so far. As soon as she can she'd like to return to Neutral city to use these parts to make a good profit.

From outside Rúna thought she could hear some sort of amplified sound, as if the military of Asmodius was using heavy duty speakers. Whilst listening to what Makovi might have to say, she slightly tilted her head behind hear to listen. she could roughly make out the words 'Stand down and surrender or be shot on sight!' they were threatening to kill someone? Surely, why would anyone be threatened with death within the walls in this day and age?. 'You have broken laws of the Guildeam and shall answer for your crimes against the 163rd Act'. Hmm... sounded more like someone was just breaking laws in the city now, but why such loud speakers, the center of the city is at least a 10 minute walk away.

He worked fast and well, she admired his work and trusted that it would be worth the money she handed over. Taking a better look at his workshop she was also inspired. It was very large, held everything he could possibly ever need. She very much liked it, it was a true working space... she would love a depot like this, but the confines of Neutral City were a tad... small. And the city preferred a clean look, even in the slums. With the racket outside she had obviously shown some interest in it, as Makovi warned her against being a part of it. 'hm' she said under her breath. Looking over his work she asked 'Does this happen often?.. Sounds pretty serious'. Though she had been here some times before, it was not frequent enough to know what sort of action the Asmodius Corps took against criminals. In the background the loud voices continued with 'This is an official warning! Stand away from the palace!'. So... the interruption was coming from the very center itself... on King's Landing.