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Post by eez on Mar 4, 2010 2:48:51 GMT -5
"Heh?" Was all the Fixer could come up with.
"What the--What do I look like? Some antique seller!?" He barked, setting down his greasy tools and used rag as he made his way back behind the counter. He hopped up onto a stool to better see them, but his disposition did not change despite his change in height. "What yer looking for ain't something you see everyday, ya know. I doubt there's anyone who would find something like that fanciful to them--at least on Trade World."
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Post by Skyfire on Mar 4, 2010 7:39:17 GMT -5
Buzz pressed his palms against the counter and leaned forward. “Look, I’m well aware of the fact that they’re unique. It was worth a shot. Do you have any contacts offworld who might know something?” If the man had good information, Buzz was willing to pay – aiding the law should be rewarded, Section 2, Subsection Omega: Ranger Conduct.
***
Oh. Well. That was embarrassing. XR scooted up to Mira and gave her a cheesy, sheepish grin.
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GENESIS
Mar 4, 2010 12:16:13 GMT -5
Post by Warp Darkmatter on Mar 4, 2010 12:16:13 GMT -5
Warp just shook his head, deciding that it would be best if he didn't comment right then. He figured that with Mira being who she was, being quiet and being smart could often be the same thing. It was that way with Erin.
XR is liable to get his head knocked off if he stays where he is. Personally, I like to stay out of reach of hands and feet. He really didn't feel like have Mira attack him. Verbal onslaughts he could handle; lasers were a different matter.
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GENESIS
Mar 4, 2010 15:22:53 GMT -5
Post by eez on Mar 4, 2010 15:22:53 GMT -5
"Well, what's it worth to you..." The Fixer grinned, resting an elbow upon the counter as he pretended to find his fingernails fascinating--as dirty and filth covered as they were. "I run a business here, and like most decent businesses I don't offer my clientele list simply because you say 'please'." He grumbled.
This was Trade World! No such thing as kindness and free help here!
"Hmph, I'm not even sure I've got a client who wants something so...so...odd, anyway."
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GENESIS
Mar 4, 2010 20:02:07 GMT -5
Post by cherryproductions on Mar 4, 2010 20:02:07 GMT -5
"Are you sure about that?" Cora asked, crossing her arms. "Because I know quite a few people who would love to get their hands on these things. More importantly, Zurg would love to get a hold of these things. Did I get your attention yet?"
***
Mira gave XR an exasperated look before landing on a bridge that crossed over the main shopping district. A few yards away, on a bench, was a snoozing Crumford.
"Well, this is knew. Never thought I'd seen Crumford napping in the middle of the day... on a bench."
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Post by Warp Darkmatter on Mar 5, 2010 6:27:21 GMT -5
Warp had to admit that Mira made a good point, as he landed off to her side a bit. Crumford, lazy and selfish as he was, seemed to never sleep even though he was up all hours of day. However, this wasn't the first time he'd seen Crumford sleeping.
"Maybe you should get out more." He smiled. He wanted very badly to go and wake the small, rodent-like form. But the alarm bells in his head prevented him from doing so.
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Post by Skyfire on Mar 5, 2010 7:04:29 GMT -5
Buzz was opening his mouth to reply when Cora beat him to it. Ohhhh, badbadbadbadbad… “That will do, Cadet,” he managed to say evenly. Then he turned back to the Fixer. “I think she overestimates their value, but it’s true that they’re worth a fair amount.” He pulled out his wallet, drawing out a fifty-unibuck bill – not laying it on the counter, just fingering it. “They’re worth this much, for sure – they’re Star Command property.”
***
“Yeah – weird…” XR muttered. Having none of Warp's caution, he wheeled over to the man, his chassis opening. Something that looked like an old-fashioned car-horn (seriously old-fashioned, like a Model-T) popped out and blew. AH-OOGAH! “Hey, Crumford – rise and shine!”
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GENESIS
Mar 5, 2010 15:34:25 GMT -5
Post by Warp Darkmatter on Mar 5, 2010 15:34:25 GMT -5
"Um, I don't think--" It was too late. The sound of XR's ancient car-horn would've caused almost anyone to at least smile, for one reason or another. The almost right now, was Warp, who was doing his best to remain as inconspicuous as possible. Signalling for Mira to stay right where she was, he moved a little closer to a nearby hot dog stand.
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GENESIS
Mar 5, 2010 22:29:52 GMT -5
Post by eez on Mar 5, 2010 22:29:52 GMT -5
"Fifty!? What do you take me for, Crumford Lorak!?" The Fixer scoffed, rolling his eyes as he plopped back into the comforts of his hover chair. "I can make fifty from one customer--and don't think I can't. Everyone comes to the Fixer when they need a problem, well, fixed!" He chuckled, apparently finding something ironically amusing.
"Anyway....What I don't want is money." The portly man rejected, fanning a hand. "I need your word as Space Rangers that you'll protect me if I tell you whose got their paws on those little cubes of yours. Deal?"
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Post by cherryproductions on Mar 6, 2010 6:43:58 GMT -5
"That will do? Haven't you ever heard of bad cop good cop before? Don't give me that look, I know what I'm doing!"
Cora was all but puffing out her cheeks at this moment, looking at Buzz before. She watched him pull out the fifty and almost snorted. Heck, even she knew a fifty wasn't going to cut it with a thug. Why was he being so cheap? Wait, no, actually he was always cheap when it came to her allowances. Nevermind.
*** Mira had to plug up her ears at the sound of XR's car horn. Good grief, that thing could wake the dead!
And by the looks of things, it did.
Not paying any attention to what Warp was doing, Mira was watching Crumford flying fifty feet into the air and crash land into the pavement below.
"Holy! What in the galaxy was....oh no, it's you guys!" Crumford as looking this way and that before locking eyes with the two space rangers. He thought about scrambling for the nearest exit, but he knew he wouldn't make it.
"Morning Crumford," Mira said, stepping over, signaling XR to come along. "Enjoy your nap?"
"I did," He said, dusting himself off. "Till you guys showed up. Where in the world did that horn come from, I wonder?"
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Post by Warp Darkmatter on Mar 6, 2010 7:11:03 GMT -5
What exactly did Buzz teach you people about info guzzlers? Nothing appearently. Warp frowned at the two Rangers as they engaged Crumford in conversation.
This still didn't feel right to him. The last time he'd found Crumford sleeping in the middle of the, the rat was coming off a big night, and was completely wasted. On top of that, Crumford had also owed someone some money, and Warp had been unlucky enough to get caught in the middle of their duel.
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GENESIS
Mar 6, 2010 11:00:12 GMT -5
Post by Skyfire on Mar 6, 2010 11:00:12 GMT -5
Buzz just shook his head and returned his attention to the Fixer.
Ooo, Buzz did not like the sound of that. Not one little bit. But he straightened, folded his arms, and nodded. “Fair enough. You have my word as a Space Ranger that I’ll protect you.”
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Mar 6, 2010 14:08:02 GMT -5
Post by cherryproductions on Mar 6, 2010 14:08:02 GMT -5
Cora looked over at Buzz like he was nuts. Did he really just swear that he'd protect this idiotic--slightly smelly--goon?
Oh craters. He was serious about this. He had that air about him, and he just swore on being a Space Ranger that he'd do it too.
Oh, how thickheaded her father was when he was younger!
***
Crumfrod looked between the two. First at Mira then at XR. Good thing Lightyear wasn't here. These two were slightly less thretening then Lightyear was---well besides the Tangean. She could give anyone mental problems, powers or not.
"Look I aint here to stare at. What's your business?"
Mira sighed and looked over at XR. "We're here on business, Crumford. Do you know anything about any cubes?"
"Cubes?" He tapped his finger to his chin thoughfully, looking into the sky like it was going to give him his answer. Actually it did.
"Are they blue cubes?"
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Post by eez on Mar 7, 2010 1:10:24 GMT -5
"Hmph..." Guess Lightyear's word would have to do just fine, and the Fixer settled back into his hovering chair with arms crossed and his expression even more so.
"All right...I'll take your word, Lightyear, but if something wrong happens, you're going to have someone else curse your name, got it?" The man grumbled, scratching the back of his neck as he chose to come clean.
"You didn't hear this from me, but....There's been quite a few hits from the local chop shops around here, if you get what I mean." He winked. "Someone's been keeping touches with all of us, going around to ask for these...cubes. Now, I can't promise if your lead suspect--and you know who I mean--is behind this, but if you're so eager to sign this death warrant, I did get a few pings from Unfriendly Space." The Fixer concluded after he looked over his shoulders several times.
"Of course, Unfriendly Space is a big stretch of space, so it could be anyone in there...not just...you know...." He ended in a whisper.
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Post by Skyfire on Mar 7, 2010 8:48:33 GMT -5
Buzz raised an eyebrow, his outward calm belying his true reaction. I knew it.
Somewhere behind him, Booster murmured an “Oh man…”
Buzz nodded slowly. “All right.” He didn’t make it a practice to trust seedy individuals, but he also didn’t peg the Fixer for the type to lie about something like this. “All right. Thank you for your time, Mr. Fixer.” He nodded politely at the man, then turned to Booster and Cora. “Let’s go meet up with the rest of the team.”
***
“Yea – Mira, are they blue?” XR asked, turning back to his teammate.
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