The smirk of Jerrick's face never left as she played this game. When she mentioned the '<i>unsolicited' </i>favor, he would put his hand on his chest. "<b>My dear Lady, if I didn't know better, I'd say you were trying to seduce this Innocent young man......and it's working!" </b>He said, in a mock shock voice, before laughing at the end. To be perfectly honest? He wouldn't mind something like that- She wasn't bad on the eyes, and the way she handled herself, not to mention that BEAUTIFUL weapon, was certainly a plus. He would twirl the Explosive Round and the Incendiary Round in both his hands. The deal wasn't bad- the shop came out on top, they both got what they wanted, and if she was actually serious? They both got some MUCH needed relief. Plus, given his condition, he would be sore as hell in the morning. He couldn't afford to turn down help.<br/><br/>So, what the hell- if Syo got mad, he'd bring him extra for tomorrow.<br/><br/>"<b>Got yourself a deal, Waster (</b><i>Slang for Wasteland Wanderer</i><b><i>)</i>.....On one condition. "</b>He said, handing her back the HVSG. "<b>I get to test-fire that thing- I haven't used a Long Shot since my Ma's broke down years ago, and that was a family heirloom, this is a thing of beauty. I would kill to get a chance at that." </b>He said, before taking what she had to offer, plus placing some extra teeth and bone down from his own stores. He would then toss her a Razorjaw's tooth. If he remembered correctly, when they dealt with the Mondogori Tribe back near Port Nowhere, they traditionally used Teeth of strong creatures to sharpen their weapons. It was appeasing to whatever tribal fetish they worshiped. He may not believe in a good, but if that meant her weapon would be useful tomorrow, so be it.<br/><br/>"<b>Keep it- Dead Razorjaw was kind enough to allow me to take the rest of his teeth. "</b>He said, with a grin. He would then count the rounds he had- He would give her the ammunition (4 Basic, 2 HP, 2 AP, 1 Incendiary, and 1 Explosive) to cover his side of the deal. He would then check what he had for a Ration. "<b>Let's see.....the canteen of water from earlier, still yours, a bag of coffee or a box of tea, a bread roll, a can of fruit, a vegetable, and a cut of meat." </b>He said, placing them in front of her, along with a<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fimage.sportsmansguide.com%2Fadimgs%2Fl%2F6%2F667722_ts.jpg&amp;hash=7f3165d1cfe46b1981957822bb12c98b" href="https://image.sportsmansguide.com/adimgs/l/6/667722_ts.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">bag</a>to carry them in. It was a typical survival ration- Water (basic Necessity), Coffee or Tea for energy, Bread, Fruit, Vegetable, and Meat to cover all the basic food groups. Typically they were made for Trade Caravan's, but individual survivalists bought them when they were making long journey's.<br/><br/>He would then shake her hand as she introduced herself, before grinning. "<b>Pretty name for a Pretty Woman, though the term doesn't do you justice- Don't think we met the Tsingani Tribe before- Ever met the Mondogori Tribe up North?" </b>He asked, as he saw her Hound- Devos. He would walk towards it, before grinning. "<b>Well now aren't you just the most fearsome dog-beast I've ever seen? I saw Nightstalker's down South before, But I bet you could give those pesky things a run for their money." </b>He said, with a grin, before dropping his Brumak steak near him. "<b>Oh my~ I seem to have dropped my food! Well, I can't eat it now- You want it, Devos? it will go to waste otherwise." </b>He said. These things were smarter than most people gave mutants credit for.<br/><br/>He would then perk up as he heard a caw. He would then gently push past Eos. "<b>Sorry- This is urgent." </b>He said, as he stepped outside. She would then watch as a Northern Vyst, a<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fimg00.deviantart.net%2Ff436%2Fi%2F2015%2F072%2Fb%2Fe%2Fce___dragon_x_harpy_eagle_by_1_084-d8lj6d2.png&amp;hash=eac48105b1385ee3d6534bfd68050bed" href="https://img00.deviantart.net/f436/i/2015/072/b/e/ce___dragon_x_harpy_eagle_by_1_084-d8lj6d2.png" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Dracolisk</a>, would fly over and gently settle down. Jerrick would walk over and hug the creature, which was almost as big as he was! "<b>Voss! How are you, my baby girl? Whose the cutest little Dracolisk this side of the old US~ You are, yes you are!" </b>He said, affectionately, earning a nip from the creature. Dracolisk's were interesting Vyst's that were commonly used as Messengers- Whoever thought it was fun to splice a Lizard and Eagle DNA, then for some reason give them fire breathing, was a genius. It made them hard to kill, and harder to intercept, as they were loyal creatures. Jerrick had raised Voss since she was a chick. His whole family got one.<br/><br/>All Seven of his sisters and him.......<br/><br/>His parent's were very active, shut up.<br/><br/>Jerrick would then take the message as he checked in on the happening's of his people. The Supplies got there.....there was a raid, but thankfully no dead.....they had set up camp East of their local.....and apparently, his old friend Decore was a dad now! Good for him, He would make a great dad, if Jerrick's opinion was anything to say. Jerrick would let out a sigh of relief, before rolling up the note and.....lighting it on fire! He would toss it in a metal trash bin, before speaking up. "<b>Sorry, but my people's location need to remain a secret- Just glad to know they are okay." </b>He said. The Vanguard were still searching for a home for his people. They had to be careful that their actions didn't threaten the main camp and compromise their safety, cause that would likely destroy their future. He knew that Tribal's acted in a similar fashion.<br/><br/>He would then finally turn his attention back towards her. "<b>This is Voss. She is my most trusted companion- Smart little creature that will help us on our hunt tomorrow! Ain't that right girl?" </b>He said, earning a caw/roar from the Dracolisk. He would then cross his arms. "<b>We hunt at Morning. They won't be up at Dawn, oddly enough, but so long as we leave early we'll be able to find them. If we can't by Sunfall, it's a loss. "</b>He said. He would then hand her a local area map. "<b>Study the terrain, it will help us later, I will meet you at the Gate's Tomorrow.....or...."</b>His grin would return once again. "<b>If you were being serious, I get off soon- Can take you back to my Shack, make you something proper to eat and....<i>discuss</i> things." </b>He said to her, knowing the most probable answer was no.<br/><br/>Hey, worth a try, right? Even if she said no, she couldn't say he didn't leave an impression.<br/><br/><a class="username" data-user-id="536" data-username="@Solunae" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/536/">@Solunae</a>