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[b][color=DECF4C]Wordage:[/color][/b] [i]462 words (+1 points)[/i]
[b][color=DECF4C]Experience:[/color][/b] [i]5/10 EXP[/i]
[b][color=DECF4C]Location:[/color][/b] [i]Sector 7 ➡ Valley of Ruin[/i]
[sup][b][u][color=DECF4C]Interaction[/color][/u][/b][/sup]
[sup]Tora and Poppi's [@Lugubrious], Roxas’ [@Double], Susie's [@Archmage MC] and Pitt's [@Yankee][/sup][/center]
The melancholy he felt as the desolate landscape shifted to the ruins of crumbling civilizations melted away when both the merchant and nopon engineer took the time to bond over a shared fascination over machinery though different in their perspectives they may have been, Partitio was more than willing to just happily listen to Tora expound upon his pride and joy.

"[color=DECF4C]Well I'll be, guess techno-logical thinkin' runs in your family.[/color]" the merchant chuckled, he shared a similar sort of upbringing as Tora so he could appreciate that someone else learned their craft from their folks just like he did growing up learning everything about trade with his old man "[color=DECF4C]My pops taught me everythin' there is bout business.[/color]" he also learned to value people more than their wealth and that hard work pays more than money but that was besides the point "[color=DECF4C]Can't say I ever heard of something like a fancy 'Ether Furnace' that like a sorta steam powered contraption what keeps Poppi a running?[/color]" something rattled at the back of his brain, faintly recalling hearing about steam power back when life was good and silver had been a prosperous commodity.

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Partitio stepped out of the vehicle with a grunt as his slacks met the dirt, the ground was wet and muddy in some areas. The merchant dusted off his pant legs while he adjusted the metal cuirass he wore beneath his coat, he surveyed the wreckage of the plane through squinting eyes neath his fedora like a mockingbird searching for a shiny object to add to its collection. All he saw though was clothing and other assorted commodities strewn about, nothing special but it did give the merchant an idea. Using the time he had, he went to work hauling as much of the cargo as he could within the time they had, unaware of the things going on with the others as they tampered with things.

Partitio knew that people must have owned the things in the suitcases but they weren't around no more probably thus their belongings would probably serve folk back in the slums a lot better than out here.

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When they piled back into their trucks, he bid the engineer farewell with a smile and a wave, flipping his silver coin as he sat the merchant couldn't help but speak up as they began to once more rattle along in the truck "[color=DECF4C]Ya'll are quite the strange bunch,[/color]" the Seekers came in all shapes and sizes it seemed, from a little critter like Tora to a normal kid like the one sitting towards the back brooding "[color=DECF4C]Interestin' people doing interestin' things, I can admire that.[/color]" was all he said resting his hands behind his head and leaning back listening to the truck hum as they drove to wherever they were going.