Prime offering

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The Galvatron with the red badge is in the Nexus, his slender black mate at his side, and the arm that usually holds his gun bare. For a moment he studies something in his hand, and then he looks up with a gravely quizzical expression as he holds out a kidney bean sized red diamond and a yellow topaz the size of a human man's fist

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[runwithsciss0rz]

"Eh, we're kinda up to our ears in gemstones," says Cut. "But I could get you a list of good places to try to sell 'em."

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Galvatron brightens slightly. "That would be appreciated. Thank you."

[runwithsciss0rz]

Cut makes a call back to the Warehouse, and then nods. "Elec's on his way with a list."

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Galvatron nods as he shifts slightly where he's resting on one knee. Deathscream looks at him alertly, and then resumes disadmiring the sign.

[feathers_in_wax]

It's only a moment before Elec teleports to his big brother's location, bringing a datapad with various decent places through the Multiverse to cash in gems. The currency exchange at the Nexus Mall is mentioned. There are also notes on the rest as to whether or not the universes are AI-tolerant or whether it's best if things are handled by someone who can pass for human.

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The young Prime nods to the newcomer and greets him quizzically, his optics going to the datapad.

[feathers_in_wax]

Elec holds the datapad up to him - or at least as far as the four foot and a few odd inches 'bot can reach.

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"May I?" Galvatron reaches.

[feathers_in_wax]

"Of course. That's why I brought it."

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"Thank you." He gives the smaller mech a grave smile, and then takes the datapad to read and record the contents. Deathscream watches him, and then eyes both little mechs with a predatory gaze till he elbows her gently in the side. Then she turns her attention back to him, intent and alert.

[feathers_in_wax]

"You're welcome," says Cut.

While Elec just gives Deathscream a big grin back in return for that predatory look, as if not in the least concerned about being around bots big enough to step on him.

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Galvatron records the data, then offers the pad back to Elec, his optics flicking toward Deathscream to make sure she's not looking like she wants to eat anybody again. Thankfully, right now she's focused on him and just smiles hopefully.

[feathers_in_wax]

"You can keep it if you need to," Elec says. "It could save the trouble of having to copy it down for people."

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"Copy it down for people?" asks Galvatron, unsure of the smaller mech's meaning.

[feathers_in_wax]

Elec blinks, feeling a bit confused himself now. "In case you meet someone else who might need to know?"

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"Ah. The data's easier to carry in my processor, and it's no trouble to transfer it or write it down." Galvatron smiles slightly.