Thread: Worlds, among other things. Post-apocalypse RP with Lotherio & Cosmic

Now, it wasn't polite to eavesdrop on conversations--Nat was generally pretty good about being polite--but it was the sound of pure and complete arrogance that made her break said politeness. What the hell did that Slicker think he was doing? That was Barns selling him parts. Barn's parts were almost as good as her own, and any slicker who bitched about unfair deals with Barns instantly ended up on her personal list of people who need to be stabbed in the eye. It wasn't as if the City boy knew what he was even talking about...he didn't have to salvage shit in his life. She popped her knuckles handed back the baskets to the girl running the fruit stand before moving near Barns. Luckily, the ever careful Barns saw her long before Cid did. You lying two face bitch! How dare you come near me! Hey Barns, nice to see you too. Nat replied, not to gently swinging her bag of dung and pushing it into Cid's arms, the force of it pushing him back away from the rickety metal table the grease monkey's goods were on, and making him drop the gasket. This slicker giving you a hard time? I'll take care of it if you cut me a sweet little deal here. Nat-Vee, I will personally run your ass over if you keep up with that mouth, now what in the blazes do you want! the merchant roared, obviously not amused. Nat sighed. It was funny, you cheat one deal--one deal--for the good for the rest of the village, and you are remembered as a two face. She wished she cared. Honestly, all I wanted to point out is that you are being ungodly stupid to call me a thief, but have this boy bitch about your beyond fair deals. I mean, one gear head to another, you know how hard it is to get parts. I mean your village is way out over in the Pacific Rim. If it's not the damn vines trying to kill you it's the yellow-skins. Am I right? Just trying to help an old friend out. You ain't tellin' the truth Nat. Now get out of my sight before I take away yours. You don't want no deal. Everyone knows why you were coming today, and everyone knows what you want. I ain't got it. Fine, Fine. Whatever. But I'm taking the slicker to talk business. He was right, a canteen of water for this piece of shit? Nat said holding up the gasket before giving a low whistle. Barns, there is the city tax, and then there is being a crooked bastard. These ain't even your best wears. Oh well. She tossed the part back to the merchant before grabbing Cid's shoulder and steering him away. They only made it a few feet before she let him go. Damn do city people look odd... she thought to herself shaking her head. Okay, I saved you from a...bad deal... Lord, it hurt just to say it. She did honestly like Barns, even if they had a less than pleasant history. She could insult him as a person faster than a snake could shoot venom, but his deals...they were more than fair generally. Now I'm going to ask you once, and you are going to tell me, where did you get that gun? It was my daddy's and I do not tolerate thieves very well. I know you are a kid and all, so I won't break your face, I just want to know where you got it, and I'll make a deal with you to get it back.