Aurelia
and that the world is always our fault
when we did nothing, how did we do wrong?
when we did nothing, how did we do wrong?
Aurelia huffed out a controlled laugh - after all, didn't want to agitate her injury. She shrugged off Ray's concern with another wave of her hand, leaning back in the chair she sat in to better relax. At the mention of having plenty of spices for cuisines, Aurelia's gaze sparked with excitement. "Well, I hope you have mixes with peppers in 'em. He likes spicy food, I think."
She nodded deeply, shrugging her hands out, understanding that there wasn't likely to be immediate work for her to do. However, eventually was the point there. There was likely to be something to fix or build or even fight, in the future. But her green gaze blinked wider with interest as Ray explained how she traded goods for services - or other goods. The word 'information' made Aurelia's brows raise, if only briefly. Interesting. So Ray, basically, accepted anything in return for her services, and she seemed willing to work with her customers. Well, that certainly made things easier.
However, it seemed that Ray was already tangled up in dealings with the Ark, which grew an amused smile across Aurelia's face. Of course. The Ark was likely to have many deals spread across the entirety of Tochline. She shouldn't be so surprised by this fact. However, it did garner a special sort of interest... that, should she merely mention that she worked on it to the right people, it might prove to be beneficial. She might be able to profit off of such connections. Not that Aurelia was an extremely advantageous person but, it was good to know, should she ever find herself in a situation of need.
"Well, I'm around. If you ever need an extra pair of hands - or fists - I'd be glad to help. Even outside of trading. A friend of the Ark is a friend of mine, after all," her smile fell into one that was more casual, more receptive. "If those teenagers, or anyone, ever bothers you too much, don't hesitate to come call for one of us. I'm sure there's plenty of us that wouldn't mind dishing out reality checks to those that need 'em. I know how people can get," she rolled her eyes in exaggeration of her point, "taking advantage, overstepping boundaries. Shit like that."
She nodded deeply, shrugging her hands out, understanding that there wasn't likely to be immediate work for her to do. However, eventually was the point there. There was likely to be something to fix or build or even fight, in the future. But her green gaze blinked wider with interest as Ray explained how she traded goods for services - or other goods. The word 'information' made Aurelia's brows raise, if only briefly. Interesting. So Ray, basically, accepted anything in return for her services, and she seemed willing to work with her customers. Well, that certainly made things easier.
However, it seemed that Ray was already tangled up in dealings with the Ark, which grew an amused smile across Aurelia's face. Of course. The Ark was likely to have many deals spread across the entirety of Tochline. She shouldn't be so surprised by this fact. However, it did garner a special sort of interest... that, should she merely mention that she worked on it to the right people, it might prove to be beneficial. She might be able to profit off of such connections. Not that Aurelia was an extremely advantageous person but, it was good to know, should she ever find herself in a situation of need.
"Well, I'm around. If you ever need an extra pair of hands - or fists - I'd be glad to help. Even outside of trading. A friend of the Ark is a friend of mine, after all," her smile fell into one that was more casual, more receptive. "If those teenagers, or anyone, ever bothers you too much, don't hesitate to come call for one of us. I'm sure there's plenty of us that wouldn't mind dishing out reality checks to those that need 'em. I know how people can get," she rolled her eyes in exaggeration of her point, "taking advantage, overstepping boundaries. Shit like that."
and I've been thinking that when we thought
the world would break us, that we weren't wrong
the world would break us, that we weren't wrong
