IC Inbox - Asgard Eventide

[samantha_grey]

An old, brick edifice stands in front of the burnt-down ruins of a home in the hillside. Mountains rear up in all directions, covered in lush, green vegetation. Nobody comes this way anymore, but you have the sense that anything placed in the mailbox attached to this old structure will be found by someone, the only living person for whom this place still has any meaning.

OOC: Feel free to comment here if your character wishes to get in touch with Samantha Grey directly. Let us keep any such material to PG-13 or less. If you're interested in something that should be matured tagged, contact me via PM and we can discuss it.

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[samantha_grey]

When you're spending your life on the run for people with guns, you develop a knack for picking up on little details. It's good for finding things out, yeah.

You need any potions or poisons while you're here?

[drinkupmehearties]

True it is.

[ The question gets Jack to briefly glance around. He doesn't particularly need anything, but asks nonetheless. ]

What've you in stock?

[samantha_grey]

Hmmm. [She set out what looked like an egg crate and pulled out one of the eggs inside. The top was covered with a light blue paper and a very gentle shake sounded like something fine and soft was inside. She set it back in and brought out an oily green looking potion.]

If you're looking to do more of this... acquisition, an egg you can toss to throw a short-term sleeping powder or a potion that can make you invisible for a few minutes come to mind. Just don't attack anyone if you've drunk the potion.

[drinkupmehearties]

Oh! [ If she lets him, Jack will gently take an egg to inspect it. ]

How much would you want for it?

[samantha_grey]

[She nodded and he could handle it. The eggs were pretty fragile, something he could feel as soon as he lifted it. She showed him a small case to hold them in so that they wouldn't crack prematurely.]

Those are five coppers. The potion's twenty-five. It's one of the pricier ones I make, but it's definitely potent. The eggs are cheap.

[drinkupmehearties]

[ The pirate chews on his lower lip, contemplative, glancing between the potion and the eggs. ]

It's a tempting offer, surely. As this is the first bit o' coin I've seen since I've got here, still and all, I think I'll pass on it for now. I'll be sure to keep it in mind, nonetheless.

[ Carefully, slowly, Jack sets the egg back in place, then lifts a finger. ] With that all said, how's this: come and get drinks with me. [ Grin. ] I'll pay this time. [ Kill two birds with one stone -- get rum, repay his debt, have a little fun in the meanwhile. ]

[samantha_grey]

[She smirked and nodded, putting the crate back in a secure place before slipping around the counter and hitting the light.] Sure thing. Pirate's first, and I'll lock up.

[drinkupmehearties]

[ A grin. ]

Wonderful.

[ Jack'll pick his way back through the cramped aisles of the shop, lingering outside by the door to wait for her to lock up. ]

[samantha_grey]

[She locked at least three locks before joining him down the steps. Even without as much paranoia as she used to have, she still had quite a few locks and other protections up.]

So, did you have a place in mind?

[drinkupmehearties]

[ He nods, indicating the direction. ]

Aye, a nice little nook of place down the block. Not too far.

((OOC: Handwave okay or did you want to log it out?))

[samantha_grey]

Sounds like a plan to me. Lead the way.

(OOC: Handwaving works perfectly. Toss a line if you're up for anything one of these days.)

[drinkupmehearties]

Onwards, then.

((OOC: Will do ♥ samesies for you! Say they chatted awhile, had a few laughs, and Jack passed out from too much rum~?))

[samantha_grey]

(OOC: Precisely. Sam's got a good tolerance. And she's not a heavy drinker, usually.)