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rummage sale 2

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[There's that second of shaky-cam when Mammon starts up the video and the camera focuses. Once again it's his selection of items, or rather wares: everyday items like knitting needles and typing paper, a typewriter, nail polish, a skein of yarn, something that looked like a metal lacrosse set, a blank book and a pen. There's clothing, several sets in different styles and sizes, a set of men's boots, a large fur cloak made of a single wolf-pelt. There are a few more dangerous items too, bullets and a shotgun, various knives. The camera lingers on each item for a moment, showing it off, as Mammon speaks.]

This worked out so good last time I thought I'd try it again! I'm sellin' all this stuff to anyone who's got somethin' to buy it with. There ain't a lotta cash on board so if you got none, maybe we can trade. Or ya can owe me somethin'.

Oh -- and since space is boring and I'm such a nice guy, I'm rentin' out some of my own stuff. [He pans to another set of items, grouped together on their own: a deck of playing cards, a set of dice, and a handheld game console.] Make me an offer and I'll let you take one of 'em for... I dunno, let's say a day.

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[Somehow she missed it the last time Mammon offered to sell his collected shit. She takes one look at the offerings and is immediately headed for his cabin. Did he honestly think he could keep the shotgun from her? Well that and some clothes. Her current outfit was a little tired. The next time they were on a planet she really needed to go shopping.

And if she's entirely honest she doesn't need to broadcast her affairs for the whole ship to see when it comes to personal needs. (Her question about not noticing the pairing process happening was completely legitimate.) And well when you typically argue more with your partner than agree better just to keep it all face to face anyway as much as possible. Not that she's going to give him much choice in dealing with her as she arrives outside his cabin.

She doesn't pause to knock or even give him a heads up just checks to see if the door is unlocked and walks right finding that it is. He'll get used to this, she's not exactly what you'd call respectful of personal space when it comes to a certain type of individual.]

Any partner discounts I should know about?

[She is actively trying not to search out the shotgun. She has a feeling she'll have an easier time getting it if he doesn't know how much she wants it.]

Hey, who said you could be in here?! Get out of my room! [He waves her away as if she's an irritating sibling coming in without permission, which is the trespassing case he's most used to. Well, when it happens to him.]

Why would I give you a discount for bein' my partner? Shouldn't you pay me more for that?

Door was unlocked. [she doesn't take offense to the being waved off. If anything it amuses her that he even thinks that would work as she wanders further in.]

Why should I pay you to be my partner? [She rolls her eyes at him. Please it's not like she would have picked him anyway if it was left up to her.]

Just wanted to see if there was an incentive to taking some of the extra clothes off your hands. [Not that she's interested in any of them nope. Not at all.]

That doesn't mean you can just come in! You have to knock! [Oh, how his brothers would be laughing if they could hear this scumbag now.]

You should pay me more because I'm your partner. [He smirks.] That's stupid, right? Well that's how ya sound askin' for a partner discount. [As if closeness begets generosity! Scoff.]

Sure, the incentive's that you won't be cold. [Yeah, Lady, so not interested that you barged in to check out the merchandise. He knows you're sniffing around.]

Would you have let me in if I had? [Come on Mammon they both know he wouldn't have. Barging in was the only option. Is she supposed to feel apologetic about that?]

Wow I'm impressed you actually made a smart argument. [That's all sarcasm she isn't impressed in the least. But yes where she's from closeness does tend to have some benefits.]

You're kind of assuming things there aren't you? [But does he know the clothes are a misdirect?]

If you had money. [This is a business, but the shop is by appointment only, thank you. And he doesn't appreciate the sarcasm.]

Keep it up. Every time you call me stupid I'm doubling the price.

No I ain't. You wouldn't be here if you didn't wanna buy. [He doesn't know what she's after but he can tell she wants something.]

By that logic, no one is going to be buying anything off you. [Way to cut your legs out from under you with that argument.]

I didn't actually call you stupid. And I was referring to you assuming I was cold. Do I look cold to you? [She'd spin if she thought it would help anything.]

Nah, you're not gonna be buyin' anything off me. I can sell these next time we stop somewhere.

[Lady, your clothes are designed around the Rule of Cool.] Yeah, you look really cold.

You want to bet that I can't get even one item off you?

[Only when she's hunting and she's typically not cold when hunting. All that running around. Or in this case, stalking closer.] I think you should take a harder look in that case.

What're you gonna bet me? If you had money you'd have made an offer by now.

[He's not doing a great job of defending his territory, backing up when she advances, but he's at least keeping himself between her and his merchandise.] Either you're freezing or you ain't human, and I'm pretty sure you are.

A freebie. One set of whatever I want if I win. If you win I'll owe you the negotiated price next time we visit a planet.

[He's doing a terrible job and it just makes her mouth curve into a predatory smile as she keeps making him back-up.] Well I'm not cold. Get over it already.

So if I give ya somethin' that means you get to take somethin' else, and if I don't you pay me anyway? [What is this bet, Lady? All he has to do is not give you something.] Deal.

Not quite.

[That's too heavily weighted in his favor since she gets the impression he can be equally stubborn and where is the fun in a bet that's a complete standstill? Wandering to the small collection of entertainment items he was offering to rent out she picks up the deck of cards before turning back to him.]

I was thinking more a game of cards for it.

[That's more his speed. Mammon's eyes narrow but his smirk grows, unable to resist the temptation of what will hopefully be an easy win.]

What game?

Whatever isn't your game or my game.

[And don't think for a second that she doesn't fully expect him to name his game anyway. Though on that note is poker even really her game if her game is typically pool and they're currently lacking in the equipment for it?]

Which one is yours?

Blackjack.

[She's lying naturally but she never said she'd actually name her game.]

Gah, REALLY? [That is his actual game, Lady! How dare you! Now he can't suggest that as a compromise!]

Let's just keep it simple, high card wins. [The deck he offered isn't the marked deck, which he's now regretting, but he's pretty sure he can still cheat his way through this.]

[Not in the slightest. She can play it and she's decent but she's not what you'd call a pro at it. But she can live with his suggestion as she slides the cards from the box and begins to shuffle. It's clear that she's very familiar with the motions.]

Fine but Aces are low. [She stops and holds the deck so he can pull his card.]

[Damn, way to take another trick away from him, Lady. He flashes her a sour look before he pulls.]

9 of Clubs! Ehh, that ain't too bad!

[She's feeling pleased with herself for thinking of that. Enough so that it's hard to keep her face neutral as she draws her card. Even hard to keep it from falling completely as she stares at the Ace of Hearts.

Rolling her eyes she flips her card so he can see.]

Guess I owe you next planet.

Damn, you didn't even try lying! You are really bad at this!

Next planet you're buyin' me dinner!

[Her eyes narrow.] Just because you would have doesn't mean I have to play at your level.

If that's what you want, I get to pick the place.

Sure, do that if you don't wanna win!

Yeah, all right, but you gotta eat there too. Ya can't just send me to the grossest place and make me eat stuff you'd never touch!

It doesn't mean anything if it's empty.

[He's free to take that as he wants. But she likes annihilating and destroy her opponents. She takes a step closer.]

I'm curious how you think you'll be able to make that happen.

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