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paixaorpg2009-08-11 03:56 pm
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Entry tags:
Jobs, or something close to [active]
Character(s): Cid and Natalia
Content: A job offer, or something suitably close to it
Setting: Cid's Shop
Time: It's hard to tell, when there isn't a sun
Warnings: Cid
A job. He'd offered a stranger a job. Hell, he'd done a good enough job running the place by himself. And okay, so maybe he didn't know what half the things in the place were, despite having had plenty of time to figure it out. But still, he was doing an okay job by and large. Mostly.
But what was said was said and damned if he was going to back out now. He had the easy part of it anyway: wait until this person (whose name he'd never bothered to ask) showed up to talk to him. And as per standard Cid operating waiting procedures, that meant working more on his constant, ongoing projects that he kept in the back room. Sooner or later he'd manage something that could fly. Or end up back home. But for now, he would wait.
Content: A job offer, or something suitably close to it
Setting: Cid's Shop
Time: It's hard to tell, when there isn't a sun
Warnings: Cid
A job. He'd offered a stranger a job. Hell, he'd done a good enough job running the place by himself. And okay, so maybe he didn't know what half the things in the place were, despite having had plenty of time to figure it out. But still, he was doing an okay job by and large. Mostly.
But what was said was said and damned if he was going to back out now. He had the easy part of it anyway: wait until this person (whose name he'd never bothered to ask) showed up to talk to him. And as per standard Cid operating waiting procedures, that meant working more on his constant, ongoing projects that he kept in the back room. Sooner or later he'd manage something that could fly. Or end up back home. But for now, he would wait.
no subject
It wasn't like two shiny things was twice the worth of one shiny thing. Not from what little he'd managed to find out about the system. Then again, you had any number of people from a shitload of worlds. It made sense that the monetary system would be a little funny. Or nonexistent.
Besides, this whole 'fontech' thing sounded more interesting anyway.
"Sounds kind of like the Lifestream. Only we don't use it to make things run."