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OPEN FOR BUSINESS

Crowley's Custom Tailoring

Great deals and great craftmanship for men and women.

Just because there's no real economy and we all smell like patchouli doesn't mean that you have to look like you smell like patchouli.

Come find me in the marketplace or send me a message here with custom orders and inquiries.

[ Attached is a flattering picture of him and an address. ]

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I've traded my own goods and services for what I have and I'm always looking for more.

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Come by at your convenience. I keep fairly regular hours most days.

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Trading clothes for the fabric you used to make the clothes. I think that's one step below selling ice to Eskimos.

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I traded other things for the fabric. I'm not a one trick pony.

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There's not a lot to trade with here.

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You should learn to be more resourceful then. Or learn to suck cock.

[ Not that Crowley's earned anything that way, but it seems like a reasonable suggestion to a man who's spent years believing himself to be a demon. ]

[echopraxia]

I think people are never finished deciding what they are. It is good to ask question.

( what am i today? what will i be tomorrow? )

[dissent]

Bandages, pressure dressings, tourniquets. I run a clinic.

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[No stranger to rough talk and rough characters, this isn't exactly out of the ordinary. That doesn't make it easier. But because it's text, he manages.]

Thanks.


[sort of manages.]

[chuvihani]

[ Such is life in this city -- it beats living as a teenage vagrant in the mountains, certainly, but it's also not easy. Those lacking in some kind of industriousness probably aren't the sort of people who get extracted, a thought that has occurred to her before.

Wanda obligingly extends her arms, chin up, holding still in order to be measured. ]

Was that difficult to make? The tape measure.

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Not a problem, then. That's a lot less weird than what I was expecting.

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If you ever need a lesson... ;)

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No. I only needed something I was sure was an inch. From there, it was just a matter of being repetitive.

[ For a man whose bread and butter tends to be making people uncomfortable with the use of sexual innuendo, he becomes oddly professional now, hands staying on the tape measure or at her side if he connects. ]

When I learned to sew, we didn't have all the modern tools they have now--or did... in the Matrix I came from. This all isn't too far off from what I learned in the first place.

[hacker]

And in this case your ideal solution to the squeaking would be ________.
I'm just saying you might wanna let go of the creature comforts.

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Ideally, I will fill in that blank with good sex, good alcohol and a soft bed in order of priority. I'll settle for the shit food because I'm trying to be realistic.

[hacker]

Oh my god



Sorry I just realized that if we came out of those pods naked babies then we've never really done the do and that's a whole new level of weird that I didn't even think about.

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Well, there's only one way to fix that...




That wasn't meant to be a line, but if you are interested, I'm always happy to help a damsel in distress. It's a problem I'm faced with, as well.

[ But literally only when their distress is that they require sex. ]

[roboticist]

Thank god there are some people here who value appearance. What do you usually look for in payment?

[hacker]

Well good because it would have been a terrible line and no thank you.
I mean no offense but really no thank you

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Make me an offer. Goods, services, anything useful. I'm especially partial to alcohol that's actually pleasant to drink, but I don't expect miracles.

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None taken. It was worth a try. ;)
And it would have been a great line if I was younger.

[hacker]

I mean if we want to get technical aren't you like
x months old.

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Going with mental technicality, I'm several hundred.

[hacker]

That really only makes it skeevy that you were hitting me up.

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Well, I'm still human. Apparently.