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[Projeck37]

Isaac has a feeling that Vornar likes Farah.
"Hmmm.."

[Harbingerjm]

"I think the two of you will get along wonderfully."

[Projeck37]

"Agreed."

[Fniff]

"Hey, if you pay me, I can show you some of the other tricks I got."

[Gamerlord]

What forms of payment do you accept?

[Fniff]

"Hallucinogenic drugs, gold, American dollars."

[Gamerlord]

((Change the American and read the OP.))

[Fniff]

(Actually, I worked it out with Ragnarok. Farah's not from around here.)

[Gamerlord]

((Bah.))
Gold? Dunno. Drugs? Fuck yes. Whats-its-calleds, I have no idea what they are and NO, do not explain them to me.

[Fniff]

"Okay, actually, the supply for drugs is really fucking high around here which is good, but I'm switching it out. Paper currency or valuable items, please."

[Harbingerjm]

"So we have one person that accepts payment for Improvements and one person that accepts payment to show off. This should be... interesting."

[Gamerlord]

I'll get back to you on that.

Vornar leans back and falls asleep in the hot tub, Farah's blood forming a protective shield around him.

[Fniff]

"Yeah, that's... real fucking sanitary."

[Gamerlord]

((Not touching Vornar, like a big opaque bubble around him. Gotta sleep. Night.))

[Fniff]

(Just noting how some of it would go into the heated water, making some of the blood melt and spread. Night.)