"With a new price, does it get a new warranty?"

13:48, Today: Theodore McFarlane rolled 12 using 2d6+1.  streetwise.
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     Varca made a slight 'shushing!' motion with his hand--blocked from Rachando's sight by the bulk of his own body.

     Varca collects Zhouth, then heads off to the section of the store where the fitting booth is.

     "Yes." Varca answers quietly, "It just won't be here.  As Rachando told Theodore a few moments ago, he doesn't make the suits he has--he imports them.  I, on the other hand, know a local place that manufactures suits--the biggest manufacturer of suits, in fact."

     Varca taps the chest of his own Hazard Suit,

     "They custom made this for me, according to my own specifications, and I've been quite happy with the results.  I want to get your exact measurements for them, with Rachando's LIDAR measuring booth, to ensure they get the proper form.  Zariid Excursionista Outfitters manufacture a variety of protective gear for a variety of situations, but I'm not sure that they have Vargr dimensions in their database.  I am sure they can construct a suit for you--I'm just not sure they know how to build a suit for a Vargr.  So we use this..."

     Varca gestures at the cylinder shaped booth they have just arrived at.

     "And, while Zariid Excursionista Outfitters should still have my measurements, from when they built this suit, I'll still get a scan of myself, just in case."

     "You go first.  I used this machine once before, years ago.  As I recall, you only have to remove any loose-fitting clothing--though when I used it, I had to remove my entire Star Guard issued Hazard Suit.  There's actually two chambers inside, one for any disrobing, and the inner chamber where all the LIDAR work is done.  Oh, there'll be protective covers for your eyes, inside."

     "But you probably know all this, right?  Rachando says this booth is a Tech Fourteen model--and you said your homeworld was...Tech Sixteen, was that it?  These things must be commonplace for you."

  "I don't remember ever taking a sartorial laser-bath on Rockball!" Zhouth grinned lopsidedly, then shrugged. "Uhh, maybe I should just say that our sensor tech was more advanced than this thanks to all of those fancy astrophysics labs and their gadgets lying around everywhere?"

  Fortunately, he'd had two and a half decades of living primitively at one of the premier naval research facilities in the Imperium, and was quite accustomed to dealing with throwbacks such as this!

  It wasn't long before Zhouth was scanned and ready, with a copy of the data sent to his comm for future reference, and a cheerful, "Your turn!" delivered to Varca upon emerging.
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In reply to Zhouth (msg # 63):

     Varca enters the booth--though it takes about twice as long for him, in there, than it did for Zhouth.

     "There, that's done." Varca says upon exit--tugging at his suit to get it back into proper set,

     "Now, if you'd just shoot me copy of your measurements, I should be able to handle all the rest.  I've already signaled down to my family to ship up some crates I've had stashed down planetside.  All I have to do, now, is get these measurements to Zariid and sign the contract, and he'll put together the suits--including one that's custom fit for you."

     "Okay, I'm off." Varca says, "I've still got people to shake down--so I'll see you all later.  Oh!  Zhouth...when you get into the Tower, besides finding any technical schematics or details about the Harriers, could you also do a quick search on any Old Drinaxi technology concerning atmospheric moisture vaporators?  Just a little something I'm interested in..."

     "Later!"

Theodore had the tool kits he bought all delivered to the shuttle for transport to the Harrier. He had apparently offended Rachando when he tried to 'jew' down the price of the vacc suit, but there was no way he'd pay new for used with no warranty. It would have to be completely reconditioned with a full warranty in order for him to consider it. He was too astute for that, but not obviously astute enough to work a deal. Tech World would have them!
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In reply to Theodore McFarlane (msg # 65):

OOC: Oh, you did not!

In reply to Varca Lexand (msg # 64):

"Seems a little fancy just for a fitting." Ingrid says. "I don't think I need a hazard suit for anything, do I?"

In reply to Ingrid Gustavdottir Sigar (msg # 67):

     Varca pauses on his way out,

     "Fancy?  Not to folks who have to spend a very long time wearing protective suits." Varca responds to Ingrid, "Sure, most suits are adjustable, able to be adjusted to give a good fit within a specific body-size range--but such suits always end up having one or two spots that are either too tight or too loose.  LIDAR fittings give exact measurements over the entire body.  With these numbers there won't be any pinch-points or places where there's enough play for the suit to move and rub the skin."

     "As for needing a Hazard Suit--for the most part, a Vacc Suit can do just about anything a Hazard Suit can do, with one exception.  As long as you're using a Hazard Suit in an environment where oxygen is available, the built-in filters of a Hazard Suit can clean anything else out of the air you're breathing--therefore the endurance of a Hazard Suit can be much longer than that of a Vacc Suit.  For instance, the Hazard Suits that the citizens of the Floating Palace manufacture for trade with us Vespexers--thus, a suit designed to be used down on the contaminated surface of Drinax--has expected filter lifetime of one month, plus life support for totally sealed operations of 3 hours, and the suit is designed to be worn continuously for one-hundred twenty hours."

     "Whereas the average Vacc Suit provides a standard six hours of life support, when sealed--and wearing a Vacc Suit without a helmet, or even just with the faceplate opened, reduces the protection of the suit by a significant margin--and wearing a standard Vacc Suit for more than ten hours starts to become problematical.  Oh, you can wear one for a longer time, it's just that the suit starts to become uncomfortable.  And it starts to smell.  However, unlike a Hazard Suit, Vacc Suits are designed for prolonged exposure to outer space conditions, and can even take greater exterior pressures--including being able to go deeper under water."

     "Basically, Ingrid, if you're just going walkabout on a planet with an atmosphere that's at least<Cursive> minimally <Cursive>breathable, then a Hazard Suit is great, but it's a one trick quadruped for that environment type only.  A Vacc Suit is more versatile, when it comes to the variety of environments it can protect you from."

     "So don't worry--I'll have you in a Vacc Suit before we go down to the surface of Drinax.  Count on it." Varca says with a grin.

     "In fact..." Varca gestures back at the fitting booth, "Care to give me your measurements, so I can give them to my suit-maker?"

  Having sent a copy of the scan data to Varca's comm, Zhouth inquired of the group in general, "You're all the experts on tools and parts, so I can go pay a visit to the Tower while you deal with those things, and we'll meet up later for the formal affairs? Or am I needed for something else here first?"

In reply to Zhouth (msg # 69):

     "No, I can't think of anything I need you for, now." Varca replies to Zhouth, with a shrug, "I'm off to make arrangements for the manufacture of Vacc suits for the ship--which has been my intent all along.  And since nobody will admit to being a better bargainer than me, I guess I'll just have to do my best, deal-wise."

     "Ingrid, didn't you say, a little while ago, that you would handle the acquisition of the materials needed to complete repairs on the Galley?  Some of that you should be able to acquire here, the rest is paint and other such light décor materials--I can send you the locations of a few small shops, here on the Floating Palace, that should have what you need.  If you'd like."

     Varca addresses the whole group, "Other than that, we were after materials for the Med-Bay, yes?  Again, much of that can be acquired here, with supplementation from a few small shops around the Palace--I can send the locations of the various shops to anyone who wants go after those supplies.  I was garrisoned here, on the Floating Palace, for several years, and know the layout fairly well."

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OOC:
     Just a reminder--Persuade is the skill for bargaining over prices in an open venue, Streetwise is the skill for locating and making Black Market deals.
     Varca IC admitted to not being very skilled with either skill, and asked if anyone felt they might be a better "front man" for the Team--nobody stepped up.  So Varca is doing what he does--bulling his way forward, anyway. And all that will mean, in this situation, is that he'll end up paying whatever prices are asked, maybe more, as he has little chance of influencing the seller.
     Also remember that not every merchant, here, participates in Bargaining!  Some of these merchants are RETAIL Merchants, and the prices that they advertise are the prices that we're gonna pay.  Period.
     So, since we can't seem to agree on a single, silver-tongued devil to make all Persuade/Bargaining rolls for the Team, then whoever is going after this stuff should just start making Persuade Rolls!
     Also, as has already been said, Varca has made 10 Cosmetic Repair Units available to use for ship-based purchases--well, actually, that's 7 CRU's.  Varca has committed 3 CRU's to acquiring some ship stuff, already...or, he's about to. ^_^

    And Theo...I just wanna say that Varca will always cherish the memory of watching you trying to make a Black Market deal with Rachando over vacc suits--in the middle of Rachando's store!  That was such an "Imperial On A Foreign Planet" scene, I almost wet myself, trying to hold in the laughter.

"Custom made vacc suit Varca? Why did you leave us hanging with Rachando then? Mighty kind of you to finally enlighten us! Kack eating Vespexer!"

In reply to Theodore McFarlane (msg # 71):

     "I told all of you back on the shuttle--on the way here" Varca snaps back, "That I had a suit tailor I did business with, and that I was going to go to him for acquiring the dozen suits we need to outfit the Harrier.  It is not my fault that your snooty Imperial nose is always pointed so high that your ears weren't listening!"

"Ughhhhhh! Open mouth, closed ears, I didn't hear it! Sorry."

In reply to Theodore McFarlane (msg # 73):

     Varca shrugs his hazard suit-covered shoulders and takes on an indifferent look, as he responds to Theodore,

     "Whatever.  But, while--technically--you're correct that I'm getting custom made suits--that only goes so far as to mean my tailor will actually make the suits, once I order them.  Otherwise, the suits will still be standard, basic versions.  The only exception being that, if I give him some exact measurements, he'll make a few of the suits to those measurements."

     "So, while it's correct to call these 'custom made' suits, it would be more accurate to say that they are really only 'custom fitted', you see?"

     "Okay, so, am I waiting on anyone else besides Zhouth--oh, and I've got Aaron's measurements, already--anyone going to give me measurements--or am I free to go order the suits, now?"

Ingrid listens politely to Varca and nods at his description of the vacc suits. "Oh, yes, I'll get you my measurements. It'll just take me a moment" she says, looking a little embarrassed. Changing in and out of her outfit would take a bit.

"I can... I can try bargaining for you, if you like. I think I'm pretty good at it" Ingrid says hesitantly to Varca. A proper Sword Worlder lady is modest and shy; boasting about herself or her abilities went completely against how she was raised, and it wasn't easy for her.

"Yes please. I can handle that" she says when Varca asks if she wants him to send her the location of some shops.

"Thank you for buying the tools, Theodore" she adds with a smile.

In reply to Ingrid Gustavdottir Sigar (msg # 75):

     "Why...of course, Ingrid, it would be great if you came with me to Zariid's." Varca responds with a smile, "I'd appreciate the assistance--between me knowing the Zariid family, and your charm, I'm sure we'll be likely get them to give us a big discount!"

Teddy follows in the lidar after Ingrid goes. He gives his measurements to Varca. "I'm free now too plus I have some cash."

Ingrid smiles. "Kind of you. I'm glad to help!" Once she's been scanned, she gets dressed again and joins the others.

  "See you all soon-ish then?" Unless something went wrong, which in these circumstances struck him as having a likelihood much higher than normal - though unlike certain academic vid characters, he didn't immediately conjure an on-the-spot percentage chance.

  Barring any objections, he was off...

"How many vacc suits do we need? Altogether? Seven? Ship's locker needs stocked but it can wait on the new owner, we need ours."

In reply to Theodore McFarlane (msg # 80):

     Varca casts a puzzled frown towards Theo,

     "What?" Varca asks his old friend, then sighs, "It is suits for the Ship's Locker that I am buying.  Listen better, will you, Imperial?"

     Varca continues to head out of Rachando's, followed (presumably) by Ingrid and Theo,

     "However," Varca continues as he walks, "If a couple of the suits from the Ship's Locker should just happen to match the measurements of a few specific members of the Crew...well...I just can't imagine anyone objecting if those couple of Crewmen should use those suits that just happen to fit them so well as if they were their own, personal suits.  Even if those few Crewmen should--at their own expense, of course--even go so far as to personally modify those suits."

     "I mean, sure, those suits, coming from the Ship's Locker, are property of the Ship, and so, are only being issued to those few Crewmen--but the Crewmen are using the suits in performance of their duties on board the ship.  So what's the harm if they act like the suits belong to them?"

     "Right?"

     "Oh, and the Ship Locker manifest requires twelve suits." Varca says as he opens the door out of Rachando's and starts out--then pauses, backs up, then holds the door for Ingrid to exit first, "So I've arranged for the manufacture of a dozen suits."

"My question is why did they clean out the ship's locker? Everyone knows it's a Drinaxi ship already."

In reply to Theodore McFarlane (msg # 82):

     Now out in the public corridor, outside Rachando's store, upon hearing Theo's question, Varca suddenly stops and reaches out to grab Theo's arm--turning Theo to face him.

     "The Princess' people didn't remove the suits from the ship, Theodore." Varca says in a deadpan tone, "The previous Crew were wearing them...when they died...just over two hundred years ago...and current Palace tech can't replicate them.  I suppose that not all of those suits were buried with the people wearing them, so it might be possible to get one for you, if that's what you're asking..?"

Ingrid smiles at Zhouth. "Of course. I hope you have success!"

"I should have enough to get my own suit. The ones I've used before are a little older."

"You think the crew had EVERY item in the ship's locker with them? The locker also contains the tool kits and such. You think the crew died clutching all of the wrenches? I don't. The locker was purposely cleaned of ALL items. I know where the suits were. Now unhand me and see that you never do it again Vespexer!"