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[open] ROCK LOBSTER!!
CHARACTERS: AJ Harris and Algidus and YOU!
LOCATION: Encampment
WARNINGS: None
SUMMARY: Two new arrivals return to camp triumphant and ready to barter with the biggest river-pig yet.
NOTES:
1) Backdated to several days after the September batch of newbies arrived. September 15 or so.
2) Catch-all for setting up some trade. They're looking for tech, trading for sea-bacon. Try to start some shit and the bit ice alien will end it.

When they finally arrived back to the outskirts of the encampment late one afternoon, AJ Harris was a sweaty mess of grumbly frustration, but she forced a wide grin on and picked up her step from the moment she spotted the camp's first inhabitants. Algidus had held up his part of the bargain by catching this monster. Now she had to hold up hers. "This way," she encouraged him, meandering through onlooking survivors as they gawped at the massive tentacled beast carted between the two of them. Soon the pair were flanking a two-meter long rock lobster--missing several bony plates near the back of its massive jelly eyes--showing it off as best as possible for would-be connoisseurs. It was so big that AJ had had to fold its now frosty tentacles over on itself, lest they trip up passers-by.
Luckily, they had no incidents as they approached the clearing developed for bargaining, gathering, and shouting, and the long-haired human was pleased to finally take a position over the olde shouting rock to holler up some attention. She waited until Algidus had finished placing their catch on the ground before them before he withdrew to menace any who thought to slip in and poach, then got down to business. She had recently ripped the sleeves off of her standard issue jump suit, so now she wiped her hands off of one wedged over her belt before raising her sweaty guns to the encampment at large.
"Me and my big friend here have icy slabs of calamari just waiting for anyone who wants a bite, but she was a bitch to wrangle out of the river, so they're not gonna be cheap! You want a slice, this could just be the start of some beautiful business!"
She pointed down at the rock lobster with both hands, two fingers apiece, hyping up the catch by flagrantly flexing her pipes. "Who's sick of eating leaves? You are! Who's sick of climbing trees? You weren't born to be a fucking monkey! Who wants to eat cooked fucking meat without a throat full of nasty gecko bones? You, right here! This is one-hundred percent triple A-grade natural river-fresh meat right here, and if you got details about how we can get off this fucking rock we got a place for you at the front of the line! I want parts and supplies, I want gas and a generator, I want whatever passes for alien federation mind-meld voodoo that got that thing up there!" She pointed first to the wreck looming in the distance, then up to a low-hanging moon, then brought her fist back down, a show of force as her grin dropped into a sneer. "And neither of us are gonna be fucked with, so don't think of bumming any fake shit; neither of us are neanderthals who are gonna be spoon-fed a bunch of horse turds and believe they're apples!"
Hopping down off the rock, she did her best to saunter. Showmanship was never her strong-point, but by god she was trying her hardest here. She really owed Algidus if she expected him to keep hunting for her.
LOCATION: Encampment
WARNINGS: None
SUMMARY: Two new arrivals return to camp triumphant and ready to barter with the biggest river-pig yet.
NOTES:
1) Backdated to several days after the September batch of newbies arrived. September 15 or so.
2) Catch-all for setting up some trade. They're looking for tech, trading for sea-bacon. Try to start some shit and the bit ice alien will end it.

When they finally arrived back to the outskirts of the encampment late one afternoon, AJ Harris was a sweaty mess of grumbly frustration, but she forced a wide grin on and picked up her step from the moment she spotted the camp's first inhabitants. Algidus had held up his part of the bargain by catching this monster. Now she had to hold up hers. "This way," she encouraged him, meandering through onlooking survivors as they gawped at the massive tentacled beast carted between the two of them. Soon the pair were flanking a two-meter long rock lobster--missing several bony plates near the back of its massive jelly eyes--showing it off as best as possible for would-be connoisseurs. It was so big that AJ had had to fold its now frosty tentacles over on itself, lest they trip up passers-by.
Luckily, they had no incidents as they approached the clearing developed for bargaining, gathering, and shouting, and the long-haired human was pleased to finally take a position over the olde shouting rock to holler up some attention. She waited until Algidus had finished placing their catch on the ground before them before he withdrew to menace any who thought to slip in and poach, then got down to business. She had recently ripped the sleeves off of her standard issue jump suit, so now she wiped her hands off of one wedged over her belt before raising her sweaty guns to the encampment at large.
"Me and my big friend here have icy slabs of calamari just waiting for anyone who wants a bite, but she was a bitch to wrangle out of the river, so they're not gonna be cheap! You want a slice, this could just be the start of some beautiful business!"
She pointed down at the rock lobster with both hands, two fingers apiece, hyping up the catch by flagrantly flexing her pipes. "Who's sick of eating leaves? You are! Who's sick of climbing trees? You weren't born to be a fucking monkey! Who wants to eat cooked fucking meat without a throat full of nasty gecko bones? You, right here! This is one-hundred percent triple A-grade natural river-fresh meat right here, and if you got details about how we can get off this fucking rock we got a place for you at the front of the line! I want parts and supplies, I want gas and a generator, I want whatever passes for alien federation mind-meld voodoo that got that thing up there!" She pointed first to the wreck looming in the distance, then up to a low-hanging moon, then brought her fist back down, a show of force as her grin dropped into a sneer. "And neither of us are gonna be fucked with, so don't think of bumming any fake shit; neither of us are neanderthals who are gonna be spoon-fed a bunch of horse turds and believe they're apples!"
Hopping down off the rock, she did her best to saunter. Showmanship was never her strong-point, but by god she was trying her hardest here. She really owed Algidus if she expected him to keep hunting for her.
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Just picture the guy in this icon as AJ sauntering past him
Hint, it was always AJ. >:)
She does have a way of making him bristle~
Don't look like no hedgehog!
He is no swine!!
She's hedging her bets on that one!
She pushed away from the shouting rock, made a show of leaning one foot on the frosty, crispy shell of Algidus' catch. Resting her elbow against her knee, she cast him a considering look. "I'm still on your side. You look like you're trying to power up your lasers, glow like that. Save it for night time or something."
/slow clap
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"You're scaring off customers," AJ spat, instead, and pointed down the path to a tree at the edge of the camp as though it was some kind of time-out. "Give me a few minutes to work people back again, would you?"
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With that he spun on his heel and walked off to the tree she had pointed out, folding his arms and glowering as he leaned back against it. There's your space, AJ, you'd better appreciate it.
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That said, anyone coming to see the goods was going to get a relatively grouchy but terse woman for an advocate, at least until she had cooled down.