They're fine, they're fine-- [He tosses another one, except this time a . . . plastic credit card sized thing falls out of the book and skates across the floor. Taako instantly looks at it, narrowing his eyes.]
[She watches as it comes down, glancing down at the card and then back at him. Similar to how she picked up the books, her hand is already reaching for it, somehow.]
Is this yours? What is it?
[He'll have to be pretty quick to stop her from grabbing it.]
[He doesn't stop her! He just. Sighs deeply and leans into the memory bullshit again. IT HAPPENS.
I'm gonna be a 'lil lazy and link a video for this one, but Taako doesn't seem all that displeased? It's a great show of his mercantile wits? Taako this . . . probably isn't as impressive without context. ]
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[She’s about to finish that thought when he just starts tossing books on the floor, and she starts to pick them up without thinking. As she does:]
Don’t do that! You might damage them...
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Ah, fuck. Seriously? This again?
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Is this yours? What is it?
[He'll have to be pretty quick to stop her from grabbing it.]
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I'm gonna be a 'lil lazy and link a video for this one, but Taako doesn't seem all that displeased? It's a great show of his mercantile wits? Taako this . . . probably isn't as impressive without context. ]
Oh. That one wasn't so bad.
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...Nice bargaining skills. Was the, uh, sword all it was cracked up to be?
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[Did . . . . did he never use it.]
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