Post by Eve Crossbones on Jan 2, 2009 4:39:54 GMT -5
The newly christened Eve Crossbones had been told that Eight-Fingered Willy's place was the best arms sales store in the Solar System, and she was not disappointed walking in the door. In here was everything she could ever want to level a colony or even a decent chunk of a planet.
From what she saw while casing the joint earlier, there would be even more in the back. Mechs and fighters and artillery galore. She walked up to the counter and put her purse down on it, smiling widely to the portly man behind the counter.
"Hi, my name's Eve. I'd like to look around, if that's alright?" She asked with just a twinge of playfulness in her voice. Willy smiled and said, "Please, take your time. Rocky!" he called behind him. "Get your keister out here, we have a customer."
His son was a pretty thing, her sense of aesthetics decided. Pretty things always bothered her the most for some reason. When I get a crew i should make sure they're suitably homely so I don't kill them too quickly. She decided. "Hm, yes. I think this is sufficient." She pulled a gatling gun off the shelf with one arm and hefted it a few times. The pair boggled at her for a moment before probably deciding she was a mage or a cyborg or something.
"I think I'll take it." She said finally.
"An excellent choice. That'll be one hundred fifty credits for the gun. Will you be buying ammo today as well?" Willy asked.
"You misunderstand." Eve replied, pointing the gun idly at the father and son. "I'm taking everything. The stuff in back as well. All of your stock."
Willy was no fool. He clicked on a switch under his desk and asked, "How were you planning on paying for all that?"
"Oh, I was going to let you two live." She replied off-handedly, putting down the gatling gun and picking up an anti-tank rifle and staring down its sights a few times.
"I suggest you leave, lady." Willy replied. A pair of laser cannons popped up from either side of the desk, and a shimmering energy field formed around it. "I don't take kindly to threats."
"Okay, we can do this the other way. Because this isn't the first shopping trip I've made." She said casually, putting down the anti-tank gun. "You'll notice my purse is inside the shield. There's also a conversion bomb in it, under a few layers of sensor-baffling."
"You're bluffing." Willy replied. "At this distance, even with the shield bottling it a conversion bomb would kill you too."
"Unless I was both insane and made mostly of starmetal, yes, yes it would." She sighed. "But now I'm bored. So I guess you don't get to live after all." Then, Eve tapped a bracelet and it shattered and then there was a rather large explosion, bottled in a very tiny space by the shield.
Fortunately, Willy's place was built like a bunker, and rather than get blown out inbto the street, Evev merely smashed into the wall and was covered by several tons of weaponry in the shockewave.
However, she was up moments later and putting everything into neat piles even as her twisted structure re-aligned itself.
Her arsenal was now assembled.
****
Eve was completely unconcerned at being surrounded by Tyke's men, which was causing Tyke to be just a bit nervous, despite himself.
"So then, luv, wot is it ya need?" He asked cautiously.
"Metalworking equipment, including but not limited to a fusion forge." Eve replied. "And I want top of the line stuff, too."
"An' how much were ya willin' ta pay fer that, then?" He asked.
"Oh, I've already paid you." She said dismissively.
"How so?"
"Well, everyone knows the reason you don't do weapons is because of Willy. I killed Willy and stole all of his stock and I have no itention of giving it up or selling it. So now you have an opportunity to make the black market your monopoly." Eve said casually.
"You downed Willy. Pardon me if I'm a bit...skeptical." Tyke replied with a dark smirk.
"Don't make me kill your men to make a point." Eve sighed. "I'm really not in the mood."
One of his men put a pistol to her head and pulled the trigger in one fluid move. Eve's head jerked as the bullet bounced off. She then tossed her her back from her face, revealing the skull-like metal underneath before she punched the guard through the chest and then kicked him off her arm, blood spraying everywhere as the body tumbled away, including a spot splashing onto Tyke's panicking cheek.
"That was self defense. I really don't want to klill any more of your men, it's no fun anymore killing mooks." She replied earnestly. "So, metalworking equipment and enjoy your monopoly. Deal?"
"Y-yeah, whatevah ya say." He responded after the shock wore off. "Pleasure doing business with ya an' all that."
****
Back in her ship, Eve was hard at work. Phase one was complete.
Phase two, she was pretty sure, would take a very long time. To that effect, she sealed herself in the ship, welding the doors shut, welding plates over the windows, and sending a very large bribe to the Cove's docks and to its enforcers, to clear her of any charges that might have been outstanding and to make sure no one bothered her in her seclusion for a long time.
She had been caught unawares by those pirates before. And now, with her plans in motion, she was ready to make sure she never would be again.
From what she saw while casing the joint earlier, there would be even more in the back. Mechs and fighters and artillery galore. She walked up to the counter and put her purse down on it, smiling widely to the portly man behind the counter.
"Hi, my name's Eve. I'd like to look around, if that's alright?" She asked with just a twinge of playfulness in her voice. Willy smiled and said, "Please, take your time. Rocky!" he called behind him. "Get your keister out here, we have a customer."
His son was a pretty thing, her sense of aesthetics decided. Pretty things always bothered her the most for some reason. When I get a crew i should make sure they're suitably homely so I don't kill them too quickly. She decided. "Hm, yes. I think this is sufficient." She pulled a gatling gun off the shelf with one arm and hefted it a few times. The pair boggled at her for a moment before probably deciding she was a mage or a cyborg or something.
"I think I'll take it." She said finally.
"An excellent choice. That'll be one hundred fifty credits for the gun. Will you be buying ammo today as well?" Willy asked.
"You misunderstand." Eve replied, pointing the gun idly at the father and son. "I'm taking everything. The stuff in back as well. All of your stock."
Willy was no fool. He clicked on a switch under his desk and asked, "How were you planning on paying for all that?"
"Oh, I was going to let you two live." She replied off-handedly, putting down the gatling gun and picking up an anti-tank rifle and staring down its sights a few times.
"I suggest you leave, lady." Willy replied. A pair of laser cannons popped up from either side of the desk, and a shimmering energy field formed around it. "I don't take kindly to threats."
"Okay, we can do this the other way. Because this isn't the first shopping trip I've made." She said casually, putting down the anti-tank gun. "You'll notice my purse is inside the shield. There's also a conversion bomb in it, under a few layers of sensor-baffling."
"You're bluffing." Willy replied. "At this distance, even with the shield bottling it a conversion bomb would kill you too."
"Unless I was both insane and made mostly of starmetal, yes, yes it would." She sighed. "But now I'm bored. So I guess you don't get to live after all." Then, Eve tapped a bracelet and it shattered and then there was a rather large explosion, bottled in a very tiny space by the shield.
Fortunately, Willy's place was built like a bunker, and rather than get blown out inbto the street, Evev merely smashed into the wall and was covered by several tons of weaponry in the shockewave.
However, she was up moments later and putting everything into neat piles even as her twisted structure re-aligned itself.
Her arsenal was now assembled.
****
Eve was completely unconcerned at being surrounded by Tyke's men, which was causing Tyke to be just a bit nervous, despite himself.
"So then, luv, wot is it ya need?" He asked cautiously.
"Metalworking equipment, including but not limited to a fusion forge." Eve replied. "And I want top of the line stuff, too."
"An' how much were ya willin' ta pay fer that, then?" He asked.
"Oh, I've already paid you." She said dismissively.
"How so?"
"Well, everyone knows the reason you don't do weapons is because of Willy. I killed Willy and stole all of his stock and I have no itention of giving it up or selling it. So now you have an opportunity to make the black market your monopoly." Eve said casually.
"You downed Willy. Pardon me if I'm a bit...skeptical." Tyke replied with a dark smirk.
"Don't make me kill your men to make a point." Eve sighed. "I'm really not in the mood."
One of his men put a pistol to her head and pulled the trigger in one fluid move. Eve's head jerked as the bullet bounced off. She then tossed her her back from her face, revealing the skull-like metal underneath before she punched the guard through the chest and then kicked him off her arm, blood spraying everywhere as the body tumbled away, including a spot splashing onto Tyke's panicking cheek.
"That was self defense. I really don't want to klill any more of your men, it's no fun anymore killing mooks." She replied earnestly. "So, metalworking equipment and enjoy your monopoly. Deal?"
"Y-yeah, whatevah ya say." He responded after the shock wore off. "Pleasure doing business with ya an' all that."
****
Back in her ship, Eve was hard at work. Phase one was complete.
Phase two, she was pretty sure, would take a very long time. To that effect, she sealed herself in the ship, welding the doors shut, welding plates over the windows, and sending a very large bribe to the Cove's docks and to its enforcers, to clear her of any charges that might have been outstanding and to make sure no one bothered her in her seclusion for a long time.
She had been caught unawares by those pirates before. And now, with her plans in motion, she was ready to make sure she never would be again.