Piraten Möbel

[inneedofasmoke]

[Ever since the attack on the Chalice by the Space Pirates, Luger had sought out yet another hidey hole. He has now recently come back out into the open with... some grisly looking things.]

Guten Tag Mein Freund!

May I interest you in some furniture?

[Well... its.... well. That would explain why some of the bodies of the Space Pirates were.... missing

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[fermionprincess]

Ah, what fine handiwork! I did not expect you to be a man of so many talents, sir Luger.

[inneedofasmoke]

Well I did need to make a living. Cigarettes and Medicine don't come cheap, and I couldn't get everything on a militiaman's salary.

[Luger cleans off the seat of one of his hand made chairs and kicks his feet onto a footstool made of feet.]

[saikyocivrobo]

You have issues.

[inneedofasmoke]

Mein freund I don't have issues... Issues have me. There's a difference.

Now would you like a cage for that annoying robot of yours?

[He holds up the... thing with a grin and waves it around. It looked pretty sinister.]

[saikyocivrobo]

I'm not that kind of scientist.

Is this supposed to be a step up from the porn? Don't tell me people buy this too.

[inneedofasmoke]

But its furniture. Made from Space Pirates! Who WOULDN'T want to buy it?

[Lots of people obviously, but Luger doesn't know that.]

[gudbye_despair]

*Elena is hugging a well-used knife and looking very elated.

Senior Luger... You... always... have the best ideas...

[inneedofasmoke]

I know!

[Luger claps his hands together eagerly.]

Now if only we could find more of these dummkompfs I could have a steady supply!

[gudbye_despair]

But these space pirates don't visit often though.

[inneedofasmoke]

Then we're going to have to look for substitutes until we find more pirates!

[zetahatsudo]

[already fishing through his wallet upon seeing the clock.] I believe Lady Kahn will find such a thing to be useful. How much for the clock?

[inneedofasmoke]

Twenty, and a box of cigarettes. If no cigarettes then triple that.

[Luger's giving you the evil eye Kamille. He still remembers the Broom to the head.]

[zetahatsudo]

[Kamille's giving it right back, he gets flashbacks from the hallucinations sometimes from that bite of yours.]

[Sixty, and the cigs are set on the counter.] I'm not looking for trouble, Amwulf. Just here to buy my boss something nice. [Because furniture made from your enemies corpses is considered nice, apparently] Keep the extra, consider it a peace offering.

[inneedofasmoke]

Sure thing Girly Man...

[Luger's looking through everything to make sure its Legit before giving Kamille the clock. The alarm on it rung - and those googly eyes spun wildly.]

Hah!

Luger....

[blackguard_x2]

....More of your grisly work?

[inneedofasmoke]

Yup! It's going to be a fad-...

Hey... you're a space pirate right?

[Luger's looking creepily at you Zabine.]

Hell no!

[blackguard_x2]

"I...am a member of the Crossbone Vanguard. I'm not a pirate."

Stickin' to the aristocratic ways.

[inneedofasmoke]

Weird... you've got an eyepatch, crossbones and such... I figured you'd be a pirate....

Maybe I can use pirate substitutes?

[He's scratching his head now as he's pondering. Zabine you may want to creep away as fast as you can now.]