Greetings, monsieur. I've been told you have a talent for repairs.
[ Attached: a blurry photo of a moped with flames painted on the sides, with a smashed headset that's barely hanging on—among other dings and dents. From what can be seen, it looks like it sustained some major impact. Sorry about the shit quality, he's not great with technology. ]
[ Huh. He doesn't usually get two repair requests in a month.
But then he sees the image. Recognizes the moped. Remembers the daggers hat he felt thrown at the back of his head during Sciel's birthday. And pauses.
...He knows whose number he got, right? If he doesn't, is that really Cassian's problem? Whoever gave him his number probably told him, right? Which means he's desperate to get it fixed. ]
That depends on how attached you are to the moped I'd probably want to see it in person first. The damage looks extensive
[ Well there was an opportunity during the blackout riots to acquire a new moped with a five finger discount. But he didn't hear that from Cassian. ]
I can come to you
[ If he asked around he could probably get at tow truck of some kind but it just sounds easier to assess the damage first. Though the pictures don't leave him with much hope. The following text gives the impression that Verso might be desperate too. ]
Based on the pictures I would tell you to scrap it and just get a new one Are you hurting that bad for joolies?
[ There's an almost amused huff as he stares at the text. Good music feels subjective but that probably goes without saying. ]
Ah. Advertising.
[ There's a long pause as he turns the offer over in his head; on one hand the joolies and extra work wouldn't be the worst thing. Then again, he doesn't really want people knowing who he is. Not on that scale anyway. The thought makes his skin crawl.
It's hard when you're a paranoid man. ]
I appreciate that offer, but I'm shy What about this? Feel free to tell people by word of mouth if anyone asks you
HELLO CLOUD IS COPYING HIM???? text
[ Attached: a blurry photo of a moped with flames painted on the sides, with a smashed headset that's barely hanging on—among other dings and dents. From what can be seen, it looks like it sustained some major impact. Sorry about the shit quality, he's not great with technology. ]
Would you be interested in a challenge?
YOU TWO TAKE UP IT UP WITH EACH OTHER
But then he sees the image. Recognizes the moped. Remembers the daggers hat he felt thrown at the back of his head during Sciel's birthday. And pauses.
...He knows whose number he got, right? If he doesn't, is that really Cassian's problem? Whoever gave him his number probably told him, right? Which means he's desperate to get it fixed. ]
That depends on how attached you are to the moped
I'd probably want to see it in person first. The damage looks extensive
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[ What, like he's going to go into more debt for a new moped?? ]
It might be difficult to bring it in, but [ ... ] I'll figure it out.
[ Trying not to sound as if he's anxious about spending money he barely has: ] How much do you normally charge for this kind of thing?
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I can come to you
[ If he asked around he could probably get at tow truck of some kind but it just sounds easier to assess the damage first. Though the pictures don't leave him with much hope. The following text gives the impression that Verso might be desperate too. ]
Based on the pictures I would tell you to scrap it and just get a new one
Are you hurting that bad for joolies?
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You could say that.
[ A long pause passes before he sends another message, admitting ] I mostly get paid in exposure right now.
1/2
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[ Surely.....he doesn't mean it like that. ]
I don't take payment that way
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Is "exposure" and a big mouth how you describe what you do?
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[ THAT MAKES IT LOOK SKETCHY... ]
I'm a musician. You've ever been to the Odd Duck Bistro? I play there.
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Can't say I have. I don't really listen to music. What sort of music is it?
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[ :-) ]
I play the piano. But I was thinking I could shout you out after a performance. [ In lieu of money. ]
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Ah. Advertising.
[ There's a long pause as he turns the offer over in his head; on one hand the joolies and extra work wouldn't be the worst thing. Then again, he doesn't really want people knowing who he is. Not on that scale anyway. The thought makes his skin crawl.
It's hard when you're a paranoid man. ]
I appreciate that offer, but I'm shy
What about this? Feel free to tell people by word of mouth if anyone asks you
🎀 until i set up moped a trois log!!!
[ As long as it gets him a decent discount, he'll spread the word to anyone who speaks to him. ]
I'll send you the location.
Merci, monsieur. Your services are appreciated.