Swindle
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Post by Swindle on Feb 21, 2010 12:03:57 GMT -5
Swindle nods to Duskwing. "A few thousand tends to be enough to cover my costs for a custom job of this magnitude." Then Mistwind comes back, slightly worse from having been jostled in the crowd, and suddenly Duskwing wants to buy things on credit. He doesn't want to pay for things up front, but he wants things on credit. Ah, one of THESE customers. Well, two can play at that game.
"Credit? Sure thing, Duskwing old pal," he sleazes (sleaze is a verb now), pulling a sheaf of papers from his storage dimension. "Say, one thousand credits for the rocket launcher, a little extra for an ammo plan, non-combat warranty, serial number removal, maintenance plan at . . .let's say, one percent interest? Just sign here, here, and here, initial here, Mistwind signs here and here, and I'll just fill in today's date here." Duskwing may be the toughest muscle in town, but Swindle's Salesman-Fu is stronger.
Turning to Pee-Dee, Swindle says "If you're looking for a deal, you've found the right place! Just . . . be my guest! Step up to the counter and let me provide the rest.1" It always helps to speak the native language when you're making a sale.
The merchant ignores Prowl as he, well, prowls away. He's already made that sale, and the cyber-ninja doesn't seem interested in further coversation.
1. (Badly) paraphrased from Beauty and the Beast
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Duskwing
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Post by Duskwing on Feb 21, 2010 17:54:38 GMT -5
Duskwing scowls and stares suspiciously at the paperwork Swindle tries to foist on him. 'Waitaminute! You want me to sign stuff? I don't never sign stuff! Someone always tries to say that proves it's my fault if I do. Whaddaya trying to pull, here?"
"Mistwind, what's he tryin' to do here?" Duskwing turns to the child-Con, a slightly confused look on his face. "Dis here is Swindle, he's tryin' to sell me somethin' I don't remember buyin'."
Duskwing sidles away from Pee-Dee. "I mean those rust crabs you got!" he growls. Manners? Class? Tact? What are those? Duskwing knows not of these strange concepts.
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Shortround
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Post by Shortround on Feb 22, 2010 6:32:50 GMT -5
Shortround has been silent for a bit. This is half because he's pondering which upgrade he should get, even if he should get it, and how much he's actually willing to go under the scalpel just to get it installed.
The other half? Well, another Transformer just walked up. A female Transformer. So Shortround stared a bit, before Swindle just happened to drop that lovely bombshell that she is a Junkion.
Shortround knows of another Junkion. Said Junkion was after his toys, and he has no desire for a repeat of that experience again. So, he takes a cautious step away from Pee-Dee, just in case he needs to run. And then Duskwing has to blurt out something stupid, (the type of thing you never say to a female!) and Shortround loses all pretense of being nervous, and just hits himself in the face with a claw. "Duskwing..." he groans, before looking up in case he needs to make a quick exit with the jet or Mistwind.
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Post by Pee-Dee on Feb 22, 2010 20:44:30 GMT -5
"You only live to serve?1" Pee-Dee asks, because it is a valid question and because she likes talking like a real person sometimes.
She pauses as Duskwing blurts out his thing, then just stares at him. The smile fades from her face, and the lack of smile combined with her laid-back catsear-horns makes her look downright annoyed.
Patiently, she says to the Seeker, "I'm a Junkion."
Then she steps out of the way of the swirl of Decepticon activity to browse around among Swindle's nifty-keen things. "... Do you have a gun that shoots chainsaws?"
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1. More Beauty and the Beast.
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Mistwind
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Post by Mistwind on Feb 23, 2010 9:25:15 GMT -5
"You are buying a rocket launcher for me, Duskwing Sir!" Mistwind answers right on cue, as requested. Then he seems to realise the deeper meaning of the purple jet's turning to him and pulls the papers curiously towards himself for reads. //[Private to Duskwing] ... Or at least in his mind.//
As Swindle is the paper to Duskwing's rock, Mistwind is a pair of scissors. He's only reading for distractions as he seeks to converse with his partner. Seeing the amount of signatures Duskwing needs to put up, Mistwind concludes (with satisfaction!) that the Decepticon salesbot is regarding the jet to be in command over the jetpack. Definitely no need to argue that convenience. And as Pee-Dee approaches the stall with questions he makes sure to let her take up Swindle's attention.
"Calculated, this plan tells us to pay 1.010,- credits to Mister Swindle for the rocket launcher and mentioned extras. I wonder why there's no time stamp for payback, or at least a mentioning of it, lest we can take as long as we want. But that should be stamped down.... right? Duskwing Sir?"
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Swindle
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Post by Swindle on Feb 23, 2010 16:43:09 GMT -5
"I don't have a gun that shoots chainsaws," replies Swindle to Pee-Dee, "though I have guns that shoot spinning saw blades, and guns with chainsaw bayonets, if you're interested."
"Duskwing, like the little guy said, that's the paperwork for you to buy the rocket launcher on credit." Grinning down at Mistwind he says "You can take as long as you want paying me back." Compound interest is a wonderful thing . . . for Swindle.
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Duskwing
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Post by Duskwing on Feb 23, 2010 18:00:31 GMT -5
Duskwing frowns at Shortround, perplexed. "What?"
Still perplexed, he looks over at Pee-Dee. "Huh." He looks back at Shortround. "Was she in that assigned reading I never did? Junky-ons, I mean."
"I am?" he says to Mistwind, looking confused. Then he brightens slightly. "Oh, just until you can pay me back!"
He swings his head around to look at Swindle. "How come you said a thousand credits, and Mist here figures your papers say 1010 credits? Huh? Youse tryin' to pull a fast one on me? How much youse really charging? An' what's a 'maintenance plan'? I do my own maintenance, or Hook fixes me up."
Compound interest is only great if your debtor ever pays you back. The trouble with sending Guido and Nunzio to deal with a defaulting Duskwing is that Duskwing is the Decepticon Guido. He'll happily hire out to collect from your other debtors, though.
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Post by Pee-Dee on Feb 25, 2010 10:37:08 GMT -5
Pee-Dee tilts her head slightly at Duskwing. "Don't know. Was it?"
Swindle's admission of having no guns that shoot chainsaws causes extreme woe for Pee-Dee. You can tell from how her face falls, her shoulders slumps, her whole body assumes an exaggerrated expression of utter dejection. Truly, all light has gone out of the world and there is only darkness and misery.
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Mistwind
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Post by Mistwind on Feb 25, 2010 11:27:15 GMT -5
Mistwind shrugs and keeps to the side, putting himself on 'listening' mode.
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Swindle
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Post by Swindle on Feb 25, 2010 20:32:02 GMT -5
Swindle's smile never wavers. "Duskwing, the maintenance plan is for the rocket launcher, not you. If it breaks due to non-combat related wear and tear, I fix it. The base price for the item itself is one thousand credits. Ammunition, licensing fees, all that sort of thing costs extra. And trust me when I say you want the support plan!"
Seeing the Junkion femme look so crestfallen, Swindle says, "Don't get me wrong, I could make a weapon that shoots chainsaws, it just doesn't seem very practical. But then, the customer is always right! Were you thinking pistol grip or rifle?"
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Duskwing
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Post by Duskwing on Feb 25, 2010 20:48:03 GMT -5
Duskwing frowns again. "So you tellin' me I should pay you to make sure it don't break?" He scowls and points an accusatory finger at Swindle. "I used ta sell that kinda 'plan' to the shop guys in Polyhex! Youse tryin' to pull that slag on the wrong guy, see?"
"Now, you wanna charge a grand, or a grand and small change up front, just say so. We gotta do some fund-raising, an' you give the kid his rocket launcher in advance, dat will go faster, see? Then you get paid sooner, and I get my gun sooner, and we all report back happy campers. Simple, sweet. Think you can handle dat?" Duskwing's pointing finger punctuates each sentence.
He frowns at Pee-Dee. "How would I know? I didn't read it!"
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Post by Pee-Dee on Feb 25, 2010 22:20:46 GMT -5
"I have practical weapons," Pee-Dee says to Swindle, rising out of her misery. "I want something for terrifying and baffling the enemy with. It'll look really enhance the transformation-sequence for a few episodes before being conveniently forgotten by the writers, anyway."
Junkions on meta are dangerous things.
"If you didn't read it, then how do you know Junkions were assigned reading?"
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Mistwind
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Post by Mistwind on Feb 28, 2010 8:47:21 GMT -5
Mistwind blinks, "It's so he fixes it, Duskwing Sir.... you know? Say if someone steps on it and breaks it? - it gets fixed! It's so it keeps working! .... for me such a thing would be very usefull, as I'm not a fighter, right?"
His mind is drawn to the subject 'Pee-Dee' with all the talk with her around him, and he looks her up and down slowly. Curious. She reminds him of Screwdriver.... Screwdriver! Mistwind's face brightens, and he instantly approaches the Junkion eagerly. "Owh, you're one of those! I know! You have toys, you do! Play with me then! Say you will! Let's play!"
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Swindle
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Post by Swindle on Feb 28, 2010 16:33:53 GMT -5
Swindle continues smiling at Duskwing. As a merchant, he can smile at anyone, under any circumstances. It's part of the basic skill-set. "Alright, lemme try this again. Duskwing: these papers say that I am selling you and Mistwind this Light Anti-Tank Weapon (the rocket launcher) for a base price of 1000 credits, which you will pay me later. The longer you take to pay me back, the higher the price goes. If you want me to 'have your back,' as they say, on all matters related to the weapon, it costs a little extra. Signing these papers in all the right places indicates you agree to these terms." Swindle reflects to himself that between the dim yet street-smart Duskwing, and the intelligent but childlike Mistwind, the pair of them just about make one fully-functional Decepticon, capable of lasting more than five minutes in the back alleys of New Kaon.
Responding to Pee-Dee, he says, "Well, then I'd be happy to make you a chainsaw launcher. We can discuss pricing later. Say. . . over fuel?" This last line is accompanied by his most winning smile.
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Duskwing
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Post by Duskwing on Mar 1, 2010 9:59:53 GMT -5
Duskwing snatched the papers and said, "Fine! Whatever. We gotta do some fund-raising, though." He scrawled the Cybertronian glyph for his name and shoved the papers at Mistwind. "Youse sign too. It's your rocket launcher."
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