The mask of the Queen of Pentacles

[elevatoravatar]

[Liz has recently regained her coin purse and has decided that perhaps now is the time to make use of it]

Phone:  Drone Filter

"Many of you have mentioned a listless dislike of this place...  Existing in a state of readiness yet with nothing to do.  The town however has returned to me one of my articles of office, and now I offer something to you all...  I have tasks...  Endeavors..  Quests...  Whatever you call them, were it that you feel the need to expand your horizons, I have them...  As well as suitable reward.  Please, feel free to call and we may band together to face the darkness of inaction."

Action 1:  Around town

[You may notice Elizabeth shopping today, clothes, various odds and ends and food, dear goodness is she buying a lot of food, all the money is coming from a bulging coin purse that seems to have far more nickles in it than there should be space.]

Action 2:  The tavern

[Liz has asked (see bribed) a drone to drop off a box at the bar with a bright red bow to a Mr. Chulainn having inside it one pair of cowboy boots and one white cape, she then sits down in a booth near the door to watch]

Comments

[elevatoravatar.livejournal.com]

"I am Elizabeth... Assistant to Igor..."

[There is a pause]

"How difficult of an ordeal are you wishing for?"

[walking-nuke.livejournal.com]

Hit me with whatever ya got. Mayfield ain't given me back my Logos Abilities, though, so if it's a combat-related task I'll hafta get creative.

[elevatoravatar.livejournal.com]

"No... None of my tasks NEED combat. Some may benefit from them, but violence is not necessary.... Only fun."

[walking-nuke.livejournal.com]

Ahright. Well then, hit me with whatcha got. Difficult or not, I'll get it done.

["Only fun" tasks? Balin can only imagine what he's about to get himself into.]

[elevatoravatar.livejournal.com]

"I am in need of three firearms... In compensation I can offer one perfect sapphire for each."

[walking-nuke.livejournal.com]

[Huh ... gemstones? Balin's train of thought is stuck between "what need would I have for gems" and "holy crap she just gives away gems how rich is this dame?!"]

Ahright. Any preference to'a firearms? Handguns, shotguns, rifles ... ?

[elevatoravatar.livejournal.com]

"None what so ever. They are merely to rest briefly in my care, yet, I feel that a soul may call for one soon enough."

[walking-nuke.livejournal.com]

[Firearms for self-defense, then. And it sounds like a time-urgent request.]

Ahright. I'll see what I can do.

How soon do ya need 'em by? Jus' so I got a time frame'a work with.

[elevatoravatar.livejournal.com]

"You have till August 31st to complete this request."

[walking-nuke.livejournal.com]

Ahright, August 31st. Got it.

An' where am I deliverin' 'em to?

[elevatoravatar.livejournal.com]

"1128 Taylor road... Into my care."

[walking-nuke.livejournal.com]

Understood. I'll get 'em to ya as soon as possible.

[elevatoravatar.livejournal.com]

"Thank you."

[She hangs up the phone]