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[fireofunknown]

So I hear the- uh...ship thing is having some problems. And I dunno if my specific set of skills might be helpful, but back home on Earth I was a pretty damn decent metalworker.

Need to patch up the haul or anything and give me a holler. Though like the best things, I'm not exactly free.
Labor that is. Negotiations?


[Locks out Shepard;He rather keep her opinion of him nice!]


Which leads me to my next order of bzn-nus.


[Fox holds up a small 10ml glass vial and gives it a little shake.]

This my friends is a little thing called...benzo...dia-ze pine? Fuck it. It's a wonderful little vial with two very excellent purposes. Medical for if you get your ass injured out here and wanna dull the pain or I don't know- perform surgery maybe and recreational for when you want to forget your ass is here.

[He closes his fist and reopens each finger slowly to show the vial is now gone! And in his other hand. Little show magic.]

Anyhoo, I'm willing to give this vial to anyone who can find me a forge. An abandoned one, a homemade one, one that is barely holding it together-- I don't care. I want a forge.

Seems like a fair trade for something you probably ain't going to find much of around here.
Takers?

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[lehnsherr]

Perhaps you should let me worry about my safety instead. There'll be provisions in place to make sure you don't hurt anybody.

[Because if need be, he'll ask Charles to keep an eye over them both. Just in case things do go wrong.]

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[fireofunknown]

I guess...I guess I trust you've had enough experience to deal with someone like me.

[Fox takes a moment, looking Erik over as if weighing the choice carefully. He doesn't typically look directly at anyone and the moment doesn't last long. His eyes drop and he nods his head.]

Alright. I think it could work.