<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=89494.msg3935748#msg3935748">Quote from: Wheresmycow on 25-11-2010, 06:24:12</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">[Doctor Mephiston Luciferion Bahl] - [Entering from the lobby] - [Ordering a drink and socializing]<br/><br/>Doctor Mephiston looked at Selena with stunned amazement, his mouth gaping, "My dear!  How did you ever know I find most undergarments to be uncomfortably binding?  I had always thought that I simply was not wearing the right size and once bought a larger pair.  Unfortunately, they had the tendency to slip rather easily, which is rather embarrassing to have happen when addressing an assembly of people, I kid you not.  And yes, I found the pair of leather I wore to be rather chafing.  When I had designed the 'Crotch Cannon', the armed undergarment you may have seen me pass onto George, I had experimented with lighter materials and found them a bit wanting.  Leather was the only one durable enough, while still allowing for flexibility.  I had also experimented with higher caliber pistols, but found the recoil to be a bit, a ha ha ha, a bit prohibitive.  But that's another matter entirely, I leave the choice of materials to your expertise and am willing to submit to measurements at the earliest opportunity."<br/><br/>"As for a drink, I propose Cognac! Extra Old, preferably.  Nothing against younger cognacs of course, but I find myself craving something special to commemorate a return to civilization and good company.  Three glasses, or would you prefer drinks of your own?  It needn't be said that this round is on me, of course."<br/>Adjusting his waistcoat, since he no longer had a shirt, the rustling of papers inside his pocket brought about a surge of recollection.  Shaking his head with a cry of "Mephiston, how could you forget!", the inventor withdrew several crumpled pieces of paper and began to unfold them, revealing them to be banknotes valued well over a thousand sovereigns.<br/>"How silly of me to forget to turn these in.  They had been laying about the home and I had meant to cash them in at the nearest opportunity, but then I left in a bit of huff and forgot to add them to my account.  Is there a banking establishment within the Dome at all?  I need to also turn in a modest sum of coin as well, just need to retrieve it from the Steam Walker later."<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><strong>[Selena Yttrium] - [the bar] - entertaining Mephiston</strong><br/><br/>Selena could feel the heat from Donovan's face through his mask, and smiled slyly at the man. He had always been something of a mystery to her, and she dearly wished to one day see the face behind the mask. What did he have to hide behind there anyway? A scar? Disfiguration from acid? A missing eye? All these possibilities made Selena curiouser still.<br/><br/>She would ask the bartender one day. For now, though, she sat on a bar stool and listened to Doctor Bahl's story about the 'crotch cannon' with a mixture of amusement and disbelief. The consequences should such a weapon go off accidentally could be quite disastrous! Nevertheless, she was careful to continue smiling with interest at Mephiston. "You are quite the inventor, aren't you?" she said approvingly. "I myself have no need for weapons, because I do not know how to use them, and I prefer to let other men have the chance to save the damsel in distress. Anyway, you already do have a cannon in your crotch, so you don't need another one. Not for tonight at least..." She laughed quietly, leaning closer to Mephiston and lifting her knee-length skirt just a little, so she could let her inner leg rub against his pant leg.<br/><br/>"Cognac is an excellent choice! You have good tastes in your liquor too, doctor..." she agreed as she signaled for Xias to fill Mephiston's glass. "I usually go for red wine, but I suppose I could make an exception today, just for you." Selena's eyes widened at the sheaf of banknotes Mephiston removed from his waistcoat, and nearly choked on her drink when she caught the number of zeroes one of them. Deranged as the doctor may be, he was certainly rich. She smiled to herself. This client was definitely a keeper.<br/><br/>"I don't think we have a bank in the Dome, do we, Xias, Jenna? Or has dear Lee added that facility to the bar lately, Marie? I don't quite keep as up to date on the happenings in the Dome as I should..." she asked the other three near the bar, hoping they could provide a more satisfactory answer to her client.