Paranoia: Happiness is just a laserblast away

[Dark Silver]

"I'm a lil teapot short and stout..here is my handle here is my spout"

John half sang, half slurred the verse, as he lifted the stubby arm, and a spurt of blood coated Jim's head, shortly before he fell face first infront of Eddie from blood loss

[Josh]

"Hmph," he said. "Some people have no regard for hygiene," he groused at the others as he awaited the response from the bot.

[B4UTRUST]

Eddie looks over at Jim and gives the robotic equivilent of a shrug.
"Issue lists? Here in SPD sector we don't believe in issue lists! If you can find it and you want it, you can have it, assuming of course you can pay the mandatory deposit..."

[Caz]

"And what is the mandatory deposit, Eddie?" Colgate asked with a friendly smile.

[B4UTRUST]

"It depends entirely on the item, Citizen. Please talk to the ven-helpful clerks and they'll be happy to assist you!"

Eddie turned and quickly left, merging and disappearing into the crowd that was bustling around.

[Dark Silver]

"one pence, two pence, six pence a dolla!" John burbled from the floor, his left hand starting to make lil doodles in the pool of blood by his head.

[Josh]

"Well, let's go talk to the clerks," he said. "Since citizen John is disabled for the moment, I'll see to his equipment requisition, while he pulls himself together."

[Caz]

Colgate headed toward the nearest outfitter and smiled as she approached him.
"Might there be a waste disposal closet near here?" she chirped.

[Josh]

Jim followed along, also eager to be shucked of his grubby uniform.

[B4UTRUST]

"Waste disposal? Why we've got the latest in waste disposal technology right here! Why..."

The citizen, an INFRARED, quickly grabs a random device and holds it up.
"Why this is it, Troubleshooter! This right here will dispose of your waste for you in a flash! And since everyone here knows its good luck to sell to Troubleshooters, I'll take a hit on this and let it go for lets say...200 credits?"

[Caz]

"And a replacement jumpsuit?" she asked. "Preferably one with improved armour?"

[B4UTRUST]

"Ah!" the man stated, a grin on his face. "Armor is what you want, eh? Well aren't you the intelligent troubleshooter. I don't think you'll be a RED for long if you keep thinking that good! Of course we have armor. We've got top of the line armor! This stuff is so new that no one else has it. Now give it a week or two and everyone will have it but I managed to get it before hand and I'm going to pass the savings to you! At 500 credits it's a real steal! You see this looks and wears just like regular armor but it's been made to absorb laser light up to the highest levels of RED, almost into ORANGE. And if you ask me," the man starts as he leans forward, cupping his hand over his mouth to whisper. "I hear including some lower levels of ORANGE."

"And of course you'll want to add these brand new extra-rubberized boots. I'll include them in for just an extra 150 credits! That's lower then you'll get anywhere else!"

"Oh don't listen to him" comes a voice from the next stall over.
"His wares are junk! He's spray painted half of them and that's being nice. Now you see, I've got your enhanced armor right here. And I won't sell it to you for no 500 credits either. 425 out the stall with the boots. You see how much thicker this armor is then regular armor? You know it's good then!"

"Ignore those idiots, this is what you want right here. Top of the line stuff. This was originally suppose to be ORANGE clearance armor but due to a fully intentioned and scheduled mistake it was dyed to dark and was too close to RED to be allowed for ORANGE production! So it protects twice as good as any RED armor knockoff they're hawking! Come over here! I'll give you a great deal!"

"Oh no you don't! They're all lies and cheats, I've got your armor, tailored to your size right here!"

"What good is having all that armor, Troubleshooter, if you've got no ammo for your laser pistol? I've got laser barrels of all clearances here, at cut rate discount prices! I'm overstocked and it's costing me more to keep them here then it is to sell them to you at cost!"

[Josh]

He looked at Colgate and produced John's ME card. "Shall we go shopping?"

[Caz]

"There's only one way to tell who has the best armour," Colgate said methodically. She whispered something into Jim's ear, then stood there, smiling sweetly.

[Josh]

He nodded, then suddenly got a conspiratorial look on his face as he grabbed Colgate. "Quit rubbing your filthy uniform on mine!" he shouted. "You'll violate my hygiene standards!"

He wrestled with her, 'coincidentally' bumping into the salesman on the far left...

[Caz]

"I'm the hygiene officer here!" she snapped. "Which means that's in effect for this mission, too!"

As she spoke, she stuck her leg out, tripping the salesman.

"Oh, forgive me!" she said. As she helped him up, she felt his armour to see which type he was wearing.

[B4UTRUST]

Neither of the INFRARED citizens were wearing any feelable type of armor though both gave dirty looks to the troubleshooters. A pair of Guardbots manuvered their way over, what appeared to be large bludgeoning apperati in their manipulators.
"Is there a problem here, Citizens?"
"No, no problem," one of the INFRAREDs stated dryly.

The Guardbots wheeled themselves away again, ever vigilient and ready to strike. The sounds of other stall managers calling out their wares was present everywhere, cries stating the prices of everything from Crunchetyme Algaechips to B3 to Hot and Cold Fun, laser pistol barrels, Reflec upgrades, pills, med kits, any hundreds of other assorted items.

[Josh]

"I'm sorry, Citizen," he said apologetically. He turned back to the venders, pointing to the cheapest one. "We'll take one suit of that," he pointed to the next cheapest one. "And two suits of that."

[Caz]

Colgate methodically stripped of her dirtied jumpsuit, and before putting the new one on, she used her Hygiene Officer's shears to snip a sleeve off the dirty one and apply it as a makeshift tourniquet/bandage to John's arm-stump. She then repeated the process with his leg wound.

After that, she pulled on the new jumpsuit and re-secured her belt, checking her possessions and finding them all intact. Good.

[Josh]

Jim did likewise, quickly transferring all his belongings to his new jumpsuit. "Now!" he said cheerfully. "Weapons!"

[B4UTRUST]

At the sound of the word weapons several stall callers rose to their feet and began to shout out advertisements for their wares. They were offered everything from ORANGE clearance laser barrels to gernades to brand new R&D Prototype weapons guarenteed to work twice as well to the brand new state of the art slug throwers available only here for a limited time! The prices they were shouting were all over the place ranging from high to low to in between. Oh what to buy, what to buy.

[Caz]

She looked over the selection without listening to any of the voices. Sometimes you just had to go off your own damn instincts, which was a bad idea for most things in Alpha Complex. This, however, seemed to be an exception. She perused the various racks of weaponry with a look of idle boredom.

[Josh]

Humming a happy tune, he inspected a laser barrel, looking for cracks, then asked the price for four of them.

Red barrels, of course.

After all, he didn't plan on doing any fighting. John had shown a perfectly good talent for such things. At least, a perfectly good talent for intercepting weapons fire, which was what he took to be the ideal attribute of a teammate.

Colgate was a little more problematic in that regard, but he'd just have to keep on top of the situation and both of them between him and trouble.

[Caz]

She regarded the man's purchase out of the corner of her eye as she perused the weapons herself. As she did so, she looked over to Jim and then down to John.

"Hey! Keep an eye on him!" she shouted, distressed, pointing.

[Josh]

He looked down. "He's not going anywhere," he pointed out.

And he didn't have anything left to steal.