((OOPS, MY THEME REALLY SCREWS WITH THE FORMATTING!! TO AVOID WRECKING YOUR BRAIN TRYING TO READ IT, READ IT FROM >HERE<!!))
Swindle hadn’t screwed up this bad in vorns.
Slag it, he knew it was a poor bet; the arrangement sounded fishy from the start, he should have smelled the risk from miles away and steered clear of the whole mess… but the lure of credits and his own heady overconfidence were far overpowering.
Now two mechs were dead, an array of cutting-edge experimental weaponry blown to bits, and a brand new underground war was springing to life like a superheated energon geyser…
((HI DUDES @w@; I wanna apologize real quick for disappearing and interrupting a bunch of lovely rping last night aughahhg. I didn’t expect to be gone so long, but my body started acting up and I just crashed. I’m so mad, I wanted to get in on the VDay festivities, but I’ve really been feeling too ill to be of much use at all and couldn’t put up much of a fight ;_;
Okay okay whining aside, I’m gonna take it easy until I can get back on my feet, so sorry for being absent a while longer. I don’t wanna compromise my Swindliness by tryin to RP half-dead :’P
I love you folks, and have a great rest of Valentine’s Day~
Swindle gives her a reassuring wave of the servo. “Oh, just bring yourself or your creators over some other time. As long as you’re using my services, you’re giving me support.”
He doesn’t feel the need to mention he definitely came out with a profit on the deal anyway~
Good gracious, they do seem to like showing us the joys of being organic. Not a problem, I’ll have these shipped right over. So, for one molecular fusion cannon, one small magnetic graviton clamp set and my standard delivery fee, that comes up to 8,800 credits.
Oh this is a rough one! Hahaha, thank you little grey pal. I’ll make sure to take advantage ♥
Swindle subspaces the the money with a grin, handing the seeker her gifts. “Why thank you, your business is much appreciated! Make sure to come back the next time you need anything, my supplies refresh constantly~”
Yyyeah, I should be able to dig one up. Anything else? Should I hang onto these for pick-up, or would you like to have them delivered?
Is that so~! Well, I’m looking thirty-one thousand flavors of forward to it! ♥
Ah, he recognizes that voice. “Fusion cannon, huh? I just finished repairing one actually. It’s servo-held, but I can modify it if your Someone would prefer it were body-mountable.”
Swindle cooly eyed the credits, any disappointment he might’ve felt at the fact the young femme wasn’t quite as loaded as he’d hoped either expertly masked, or just buried beneath his compulsion to make a sale.
“Well it’s an unbelievable steal,” he sighed, popping open his subspace compartment and reaching in. “-but for a thousand credits, your carrier can electrify the whole place and your sire can peek at particles to his spark’s content.” He pulled out a stylish brushed titanium microscope and a small case of grade-A zappin’ gear, holding them for the seeker to see. “Sound good to you?”