Back to the Market
Moz hid the bag of T-guns in a location she knew of not far from the Market. She was pretty sure no one had spotted her, so they should be safe the time she'd be gone. Returning to the Market she strolled up to one of the stalls. "Heard you're someone to go to for information." She mentioned.
"If you've got something worth trading." He replied.
"If you know something worthwhile." Moz countered.
"Depends on what you're looking to find out."
"Heard a rumor about the Mallrats. That they're the ones running this game...the one being played in the empty sectors..." She picked up a knife from the stall, studying it. "Seems some of them have been seen around with T-guns...Like their computer whiz kid...what's his name? Jack?"
The man frowned for a minute, then shrugged - trying to appear casual. "I don't have any new information on that right now." He replied.
"Well, when you do - let me know. I want to keep informed." She placed the knife back and headed away from the stall, a smug smile on her face. Of course he didn't have any information! She'd made the whole thing up. But by presenting it as being the one looking for the information, it would lend it believability. She chuckled, heading off to retrieve the bag of T-guns.
"If you've got something worth trading." He replied.
"If you know something worthwhile." Moz countered.
"Depends on what you're looking to find out."
"Heard a rumor about the Mallrats. That they're the ones running this game...the one being played in the empty sectors..." She picked up a knife from the stall, studying it. "Seems some of them have been seen around with T-guns...Like their computer whiz kid...what's his name? Jack?"
The man frowned for a minute, then shrugged - trying to appear casual. "I don't have any new information on that right now." He replied.
"Well, when you do - let me know. I want to keep informed." She placed the knife back and headed away from the stall, a smug smile on her face. Of course he didn't have any information! She'd made the whole thing up. But by presenting it as being the one looking for the information, it would lend it believability. She chuckled, heading off to retrieve the bag of T-guns.