rummage sale 2

[betterhavemammoney]

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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.

Comments

[betterhavemammoney]

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.

[sinkthe8ball]

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.

[betterhavemammoney]

[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?

[sinkthe8ball]

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?]

[betterhavemammoney]

Which one is yours?

[sinkthe8ball]

Blackjack.

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

[betterhavemammoney]

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.]

[sinkthe8ball]

[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.]

[betterhavemammoney]

[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!

[sinkthe8ball]

[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.

[betterhavemammoney]

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

Next planet you're buyin' me dinner!

[sinkthe8ball]

[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.

[betterhavemammoney]

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!

[sinkthe8ball]

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.

[betterhavemammoney]

What're you talkin' about?

[He instinctively takes another step back.]

Hey, I won the bet, I'm the one who gets to make the rules here!

[sinkthe8ball]

I like to annihilate and destroy. Lying doesn't get me that.

[That's a good sign as she takes another step a small grin forming.]

Is that what you think?

[betterhavemammoney]

Wrong! Just depends how you do it.

[What is this? This human is too intimidating for his liking and he gets affronted as Lady forces him back.]

Y-yeah, it is! You don't get to push me around! [Despite the fact that she is literally doing just that.]

[sinkthe8ball]

Oh I do it very well. [She means the destruction part, fully aware that he probably means lying. And outside of demons, she tends toward speaking truth. It doesn't do anyone any good to sugarcoat things.

Her grin grows a little wider. Poor baby, can't handle the big bad devil hunter backing him up again.]

I seem to be doing a very good job of it though.

[betterhavemammoney]

Yeah, sure. [He may sound less than convinced but is still backing up.]

You're lucky I don't eat ya, you know!

[sinkthe8ball]

I do.

[At that her grin turns taunting. Just keep backing up Mammon the wall is so close now.]

I've told you before, I'd love to see you try.

[betterhavemammoney]

[All right, he'd take this sort of treatment from one of his brothers or Diavolo but he's not taking it from a human. He frowns and stops, instead grabbing Lady and hoisting her up to carry her out the door.]

Not here ya don't! And you'd probably be all stringy anyway!

[sinkthe8ball]

Hey! [That is so not fair. You're not supposed to just pick her up that's rude. And seeing as she doesn't trust him to not just drop her without any warning she wraps her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck.]

I'm not stringy.

[betterhavemammoney]

[She was the one trying to scare him in his own room, which is also temporarily his place of business! He has a right to remove a troublesome "customer."] You started it!

And I bet you are!

[sinkthe8ball]

[Who said anything about trying she was outright succeeding.] I still have to pick out the clothes I want.

And I'm not. Some of us actually workout.

[betterhavemammoney]

Nuh-uh, you observe the merchandise from a distance and I'll give it to ya! [She also has to let go of him. Once he steps through his open door into the hallway Mammon moves to drop Lady, and thanks to her hold on him absolutely nothing happens when he releases his arms.] H-hey, let go!

And that's why you're stringy!