Post by Christopher on Nov 27, 2020 11:27:11 GMT -5
Softly hearing a few clicks and clanks as the cubes of ice scraped against each other with the man called Christopher gazing around himself in the bar, watching the white wood bar and the back door draped with cloth to the front door, there were a few small details that he could take notice of before looking at one of the more reserved tables being marked with an obvious amount of battle damage and repairs being made...
Bringing his gaze towards a few of the people in the surrounding pub, he knew that most of them were doing marine business and that they wouldn't interfere with a mere civilian trying to earn a good few Beli.
Unwrapping the map onto his table as he started to open up a small notebook that he had been carrying with himself, knowing for certain that he couldn't just hop from his current ship onto another, he started to take notes...
"People have been gathering weapons and resources in this region, probably a scheduled rotation of old weapons being rotated out for newer models, or at least a shipment of metal should come in for repairs..." Chris mumbled to himself, before then writing down on the notepad what could be the average price of such old weapons, striking them down and marking the highest profit that could be made before his head got a little more scratched than Christopher wished to admit.
Yet the man known as Christopher didn't stop there as he would slowly bring his hand towards the cold glass of milk that he had been talked into by a few children needing a good example as he stuck out his tongue towards them, grinning contently before throwing the entire drink into his mouth and swallowing strongly.
"With the temperature of the nearby area starting to drop, I could also see if the old stocks that are rotten and destroyed could be recycled into planks and firewood..." Christopher pondered to himself, seeing a few business possibilities in his current situation as he needed to find a way to get out there again!
With a method of paying for his travel, a method to keep going around instead of becoming a homeless man who didn't think his way through the actions he had taken...
Although, Christopher couldn't complain, knowing that this was the exact situation he had caused for himself, another fool that ran into trouble headfirst.
Bringing his gaze towards a few of the people in the surrounding pub, he knew that most of them were doing marine business and that they wouldn't interfere with a mere civilian trying to earn a good few Beli.
Unwrapping the map onto his table as he started to open up a small notebook that he had been carrying with himself, knowing for certain that he couldn't just hop from his current ship onto another, he started to take notes...
"People have been gathering weapons and resources in this region, probably a scheduled rotation of old weapons being rotated out for newer models, or at least a shipment of metal should come in for repairs..." Chris mumbled to himself, before then writing down on the notepad what could be the average price of such old weapons, striking them down and marking the highest profit that could be made before his head got a little more scratched than Christopher wished to admit.
Yet the man known as Christopher didn't stop there as he would slowly bring his hand towards the cold glass of milk that he had been talked into by a few children needing a good example as he stuck out his tongue towards them, grinning contently before throwing the entire drink into his mouth and swallowing strongly.
"With the temperature of the nearby area starting to drop, I could also see if the old stocks that are rotten and destroyed could be recycled into planks and firewood..." Christopher pondered to himself, seeing a few business possibilities in his current situation as he needed to find a way to get out there again!
With a method of paying for his travel, a method to keep going around instead of becoming a homeless man who didn't think his way through the actions he had taken...
Although, Christopher couldn't complain, knowing that this was the exact situation he had caused for himself, another fool that ran into trouble headfirst.