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Post by Noa on Aug 31, 2019 16:30:08 GMT -6
Normally Aster would send the TROD. He really, really preferred it when he could send the TROD. Rabbit had never disappointed him when he sent her to run errands, and it saved him the trouble of having to interface with another person. He supposed the fact that he was getting out of practice wasn't making it any easier, but it was hard to resist when it was just so easy not to go.
Unfortunately, he didn't know the protocol for this particular... shop. He had his points, but maybe it was better to turn up in person, lest they accuse his robot of some kind of fraud.
Approaching the Mammalian at the counter, he cleared his throat, less to get her attention than to attempt to disperse some of his own discomfort. It didn't really work. "I hear you take... quest points for credits? I'd like to turn in five," he said.
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Post by NPC on Aug 31, 2019 17:13:20 GMT -6
Jolyne was reading some sort of a book when the customer came in, and was snorting out a bit of a laugh before they realized that there was a customer in the shop. She rolled her eyes and immediately got rid of the book before turning to the customer with a hyper-serious expression, as if making up for the fact that she had been caught doing something both undignified and perhaps a bit embarrassing. "Uh-huh, yeah. Hand over your Quest Point card and we'll get you fixed up." She admittedly wasn't crazy about the throat clearing, not at all, but she dealt with worse all the time. She put out her partially hooved fingers for the card, cradling her head in the other hand boredly.
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Post by Noa on Aug 31, 2019 17:20:56 GMT -6
If Aster registered the book and the laugh, he gave no indication of it. It wouldn't have been appropriate, and he had neither the charm nor the social graces to make light of the whole thing. Besides, the shopkeeper wasn't acknowledging it either, and in this case he was happy to follow her lead on that.
The shopkeeper was more blunt and straightforward than Aster had been expecting, but that was all well enough. It was better this than to stumble his way through small talk and pleasantries, or to endure through attempts to upsell him something--- though given the particular nature of this shop, he didn't think the latter was going to be much of an issue.
With a nod, he handed over his card. If there was anything more he needed to do, he didn't doubt that the Mammalian would inform him in short order. For the moment, there was not much else to do but to wait.
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Post by NPC on Aug 31, 2019 17:29:23 GMT -6
Jolyne took the card and then swiped it, reading how much was on it. She saw that the customer did indeed have enough to make the requested transaction and with a few pokes to the buttons on the machine, she nodded, and handed over the card. "Here you go." At that, the machine spat out the credits and she counted them into the customer's hand as a shopkeep should. "One thousand credits." She literally had to bit the inside of her cheek to keep from telling him to 'have a nice life' at the end of that.
At that, she sat back down in her chair and tried her best not to glare at the customer for interrupting her book. At least this shop was doing what it was supposed to. It was getting people to do more work and clean up the city, which desperately needed it. Maybe it will get people used to travelling a bit, as well.
Perhaps Jolyne wasn't the best bet for being a shopkeeper... Well, who else was going to do this dumb job, anyway?
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