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[IamanElfCollaborator]

((And so TBF will need to wait for Sanure because I don't know half of what this ship even does. ;-;))

[TheBiggerFish]

((Dude, Alanis just wants some power armor.  Is that seriously too much to ask?))

[IamanElfCollaborator]

((yes, yes it is
Well, the last time we checked storage, there was a fucking skeletal king trying to duel people in one of the boxes. I'm hesitant to define anything in the storage without San knowing. .-.))

[TheBiggerFish]

((That box was actually stuck on the outside.  But seriously, if the vendor isn't going to vend, it makes sense for there to be some other...Merh.

What were you expecting her to do, exactly?))

[IamanElfCollaborator]

((Well, there's probably power armour, but quite expensive, and unlike the Endless City, Alanis doesn't exactly have money for it.

There MIGHT be some on the ship, but San's defined it quite heavily and I'm not sure I want to interfere with that.))

[TheBiggerFish]

((Alanis has money, from waaaaaaay back the first time.  Like ~3000 credits or something at least.))

[BlitzDungeoneer]

"Eh. I'm alright. Haven't found much to do here so far, to be honest."
Pluton gestures vaguely as he says 'here'.

((Dude, Alanis just wants some power armor.  Is that seriously too much to ask?))

((yes because then alanis stops being a glass cannon and starts being an actual cannon))

[IamanElfCollaborator]

((I'd assume something like power armour would be more expensive than 3000 credits if it's that easy to earn. Because, you know, power armour.))
"I know how that feels."

[TheBiggerFish]

((Ah, the search function.  Surplussed military-grade stuff or something costs 3500.))

[BlitzDungeoneer]

"Mhm."
Pluton shrugs. Nothing to add there.

[SOLDIER First]

"I was referring to my conversation about foot massages, actually, although it applies here too."

[TheBiggerFish]

"Oh, they aren't going to have out entire sets of power armor on and not told us about it...Bleh."

Alanis looks for a parts vendor, then.  If she can't buy it she'll make it.

[Shadestyle]

Lynch enters the room and surveys everyone before heading over to the Donchaka tribe. He squats down, observing them intensely. The dramatic contrast between the football giant and the tiny tribespeople would be an excellent subject for anyone that's taking up art/poetry/photography/etc. as a hobby.

"Hiya."

"Greetings giant, you seem much more civilized than the giants we have fought in the past."

"I am Lupapon, and this is a strange place indeed."

The donchaka study him intently as well, poking his body armor and oo-ing and ahhing in general.

"We have been attempting to scavenge goods from the area, though it seems fate is harsh on us in this metal land." Lupapon Says with carefully reserved disappointment.

I am sure The Almighty will provide, as they always have.

"Scavenge?  You should probably go shopping instead."

"We have nothing to trade with, because we haven't had a chance to establish ourselves for any sort of craftswork."

((Well, there's probably power armour, but quite expensive, and unlike the Endless City, Alanis doesn't exactly have money for it.

There MIGHT be some on the ship, but San's defined it quite heavily and I'm not sure I want to interfere with that.))

((I remember Hammerlock slapping A teleportal, and two Marcus Vendors on the ship after his plot, So they could hunt for armor on Unknown planet, (which was the end goal of that plot, so people didn't have to "exist" when they could do some brutal hunting on an alien planet) or buy Ammo/guns at the very least.))

[IamanElfCollaborator]

((Well, most people don't want to go do some brutal hunting on an alien planet. In part because they're not either ENG or Ian. ))

[SOLDIER First]

"I was referring to my conversation about foot massages, actually, although it applies here too."