@BURGERKING— @ALL

[dipolar]

I have four palps, one spinneret, and a leg from the metatarsus down.
If anyone has a need for these parts, respond and we'll do business.

If not, I have nothing to say to you at this time.

Comments

[ryuji]

Holy shit your ego is so high it might as well be its own skyscraper

Where the hell've you been anyway?

[As close as he's going to get to an I missed your depressing ass.]

And like hell, you don't have 8 arms you don't gotta strut an abdomen around like it's a fur coat.

[dipolar]

I would say that no one wants mine either, but my legs were popular at the races today.
And although the details are listed above and it's likely that you're being purposely obtuse, I don't have an abdomen.
I have four palps (sold), one spinneret (sold), and a leg from the metatarsus down (sold).

I did some work with the Shuureri peasantry at an outpost in the Thuulian Quadrant.
It was the worst.

[ryuji]

[Look, he doesn't know what a palpus, a spinneret, or a metatarsus looks like.]

... You bet on the races?

[excelsus]

Saying I'm not interested would be a lie, but everything comes with a price.

[dipolar]

Yes.
And won.

[dipolar]

Dorian.
You're alive, I see.

(translation: it is better to hear from you than most.)

You should've asked sooner, they're tentatively sold.
But if you can offer more than 50 CCs, I will tell @SPIRITFINGERS to fuck off and choose your price instead.

[ryuji]

That's messed up. You know they're basically slaves, right?

@SUBUBI - belatedly lol

[excelsus]

it's so wonderful to hear from you as well Hei
we need to catch up

[and here's Dorian, reading between the lines]

ah, if they are already tentatively sold I will leave it at that [John will probably indulge him]
hearing from you is a much better prize anyway

[dipolar]

Why should I care about that?

[dipolar]

(wow... dorian...)

I will go through with my current transaction, then.
In the future, you may attend the skrit chri races with me.

What have you been doing with yourself, this past month?

[inconstantly]

i know where it is

look for the guy in blonde hair and a coat

[Look, John has done far more Suspicious things. Just exchanging body parts for money, this is fine.

When he turns up at the back of the store John keeps his poker face in check, but internally he is far too excited about acquiring more spider bits.]

[excelsus]

[you are loved and adored hei, never forget]

i would love to accompany you, a date with someone regarded as highly as yourself is an honor

as for me, well i'm trying to avoid being an option on the menu

@SPIRITFINGERS

[inconstantly]

glad i didn't have to tell you to back off my bits

[excelsus]

only because I know you'll let me fondle them anyway

[inconstantly]

you don't know that

might not be in the mood

[dipolar]

Acknowledged.

(sure enough, the person john meets at the back of the store is not the robot everyone expects to see.

hei looks polished—even if the look on his face says that it's by no choice of his own—and he holds himself well, assigned a noble's role which makes it too easy to tell which caste he's been assigned: artificial. he's currently reaping his benefits... which is why he walks confidently, with a large bag thrown over his shoulder.)

I will take your money now, prepare your...

(pauses, eyes lifting a moment.)

I can't think of what it's called now.

1/2

[dipolar]

Highly?

(clearly someone isn't spoken well of 99.9% of the time.)

2/2

[dipolar]

Oh, the castes.
You're the magical sort, aren't you?
Letting you get eaten would be disallowed where COST standards are concerned, I will see to it you're not.

(HE LOVES YOU TOO, D.)

[dipolar]

This is a buying, selling, and trading post.
If you're not buying, selling, or trading him, then whine at him in private.

(THIS ALWAYS HAPPENS TO HIM.)

[inconstantly]

you want me to sell him?

that's a bit dark even for here

[dipolar]

He's magical, he's not going to get very far without acting as a servant for someone with higher status.
If you'd rather me be nice, then I'll amend my statement:

Dorian can sell or trade himself.

[excelsus]

I don't think I can go on.

[warning. warning. Dorian has lost complete control over this conversation.]

[excelsus]

well you did save my life, of course i regard you highly

but being regardly highly by the standards of this world as well, so i mean it in both respects
and let's face it, i'm too pretty to be eaten by spiders

[Dorian feels warm and tingly all over.]

[dipolar]

It is entirely up to you.

[dipolar]

(you're blowing his mind right now dorian, no one's ever said that to him before. ever. in his entire life.

skims... over it...)

At the races I will address you as my attendant, then.
Should someone challenge me over it, I will take their limbs as well.