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Post by Malcolm on Mar 13, 2022 21:53:06 GMT -6
Some people loved the hustle. Frankly speaking, Malcolm was not one of them. He enjoyed the fruits of his labor much more than he enjoyed the... process, such as it was, of laboring -- in whatever form that labor took, be it actual hard physical work or the carefully laid plans and schmoozing that he preferred. Gods forbid he ever go back to needing to do physical labor again.
All this to say that after several months of handling ridiculous and inane requests, Malcolm was finally going to spend some of his hard earned points on something he really wanted: cold, hard cash.
"Always lovely to see you again," he said to the woman who ran the place, smiling as he walked through the door. It wasn't a genuine sentiment, but then, most niceties weren't. She didn't seem the type for niceties, but even so. "I don't suppose I could exchange my points for some credits?"
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Post by NPC on Dec 5, 2022 10:26:19 GMT -6
"G'day." Jolyne said quickly as someone entered The Inquisitor, quickly setting her book down. She recognized this fellow... a little. Could have been any of the customers that walked in her door for all she knew though- after a certain point, they started to blend together. Still, she returned his pleasantries. "Same to you." She said, quickly checking his card. Yep, he definitely had enough points for this- he had earned a nice chunk of cash from his ventures. "I sure can." She said, quickly signing some credit vouchers and handing them off. He could take those to the bank, easy peasy.
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