Post by Holly Mason on Jan 7, 2014 18:49:08 GMT -5
The ruined city was full of interesting things, but Holly wouldn't have picked up that some of the junk out there was actually really valuable if it had not been for this strange blonde lady. It pissed her off a little that she had to be told. Holly considered herself a business woman, she was supposed to inherit her parents' company when they finally kicked the bucket after all. Even without that, she considered herself good at figuring out how to make use of just about anything, so why the hell didn't she figure out that some of this scrap metal and other useless junk wasn't quite so useless? It pissed her off even more that even knowing that she couldn't identify exactly what this stupid woman was looking for. She had been keeping a good sized stash of stuff in her secret base under her bed for some time now just so she could analyze it and figure out what was so great about it. All of her attempts ended in failure. It was maddening. Fortunately, she could at least get something out of it by selling it to the woman herself, but she didn't intend to give up on learning her secrets so easily. She was Holly, she was bound to figure it out someday.
Holly decided to go pay the woman a visit with a large bag of junk after dinner. It was a little dark, but it wasn't anything she couldn't handle. Despite her irritation with the woman, Holly actually appeared quite happy. There was no need to let such feelings get in the way of fair trade. Perhaps one day the woman would be willing to explain what she was looking for if she liked Holly enough. Yes, this was the time to make friends, not enemies, so being rude was just unnecessary.
"Ah, good evening, I hope I'm coming at a good time. My adventures have been quite fruitful." Without even waiting for a response she put the bag on the counter. "I hope you find something useful."
Holly decided to go pay the woman a visit with a large bag of junk after dinner. It was a little dark, but it wasn't anything she couldn't handle. Despite her irritation with the woman, Holly actually appeared quite happy. There was no need to let such feelings get in the way of fair trade. Perhaps one day the woman would be willing to explain what she was looking for if she liked Holly enough. Yes, this was the time to make friends, not enemies, so being rude was just unnecessary.
"Ah, good evening, I hope I'm coming at a good time. My adventures have been quite fruitful." Without even waiting for a response she put the bag on the counter. "I hope you find something useful."