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dagas_isaTitle: Money for the Art
Fandom: Final Fantasy X
Characters Kimahri, Rin
Rating: G
Word Count: 835
Summary: Rin works his salesman magic on Kimahri.
Author's notes: Just a slight change of pace and an attempt to dust off my old humor cap.
"Hello. May I help you?" Rin sounded as cordial as always, with the same smell of perfumed grease that had always followed him these days. Somehow even the stress of living on the Airship, and seeing Home destroyed, still left the man polished and smiling.
"Kimahri browsing."
"I see... for a new armlet, perhaps?" Rin opened one of his many special cases, the ones he always carried his merchandise in. "As you can see I have quite the selection right here."
Almost unconsciously, Kimahri ran the fingers of his right hand over his armor, suddenly taking note of how many nicks and scratches seemed to mar the surface, and how dented parts seemed to be. He had worn the same armlet since the start of the journey, preferring to think about stronger arms than stronger armor.
"Well, you perhaps might be interested in this model here. This is Elemental Armlet. If Lulu gets angry and unleashes the black magic, then you will be safe."
Kimahri shook his head. Lulu, for her famous temper, had the self-control of the saint, having kept Wakka in line since they were children. "Kimahri not afraid."
"Well, how about this one? Made especially for Ronso. Defends against four status ailments, so when you and Lady Yuna and the rest of her guardians go dungeon delving and run into a Malboro, you will be safe from his bad breath."
"How much are nose plugs?"
"I'm sorry sir. I'm afraid we don't carry nose plugs here. But we do have this nice armlet made for Ronsos. Have you ever been confused?"
"Kimahri confused now."
"No, no. I mean. Have you ever been confused in the heat of the battle, and you accidentally lash out at one of your teammates?"
Kimahri shook his head. "Kimahri not remember."
"Has one of your teammates ever been confused in the heat of battle, and accidentally lashed out at you."
"Once pup dropped sword on Kimahri's toe. Turned out sword was too heavy."
Rin sighed and stroked his chin where a beard would belong. "Confusion is a terrible ailment, especially in battle. This armor not only protects against confusion. It also protects against poison, blindness, and silence. Shall we try it on?"
Not seeing any reason not to humor the man, Kimahri took off his old armlet, noticing with a bland disinterest that it seemed to have rusted on the underside, most likely from their trek across the Thunder Plains. Rin took Kimahri's arm carefully, and clipped the new armlet over the matted fur.
Kimahri lifted his arm, waving it in the air and swinging it forward and back and left and right, to get a feel for the weight of the armor. It seemed heavier than his last one.
"Seems heavy."
"Of course it is sir. This old armlet of yours is made from shoddy tin. The one you are trying on now is made from high-grade mythril, salvaged from the best scrap metal found in the Bikanel desert, and crafted by the finest Al-Bhed technicians."
Once, twice, Kimahri tapped it with a claw experimentally, listening to the low clink it made with each tap. It definitely felt better made, but did the shoddy tin really matter that much. That old armlet had kept him alive through all this time. And for all the claims of it avoiding confusing, Kimahri felt even more confused.
"Kimahri confused. Armlet protect against confusion."
"Oh pardon me sir," Rin undid the armlet, and placed it back in its velvet covered spot. "The confusion protection only works against external confusion, the kind that is inflicted upon you through toxin. Nothing save for a good fish and a good book can really protect against internal confusion. I have some great old literature here somewhere, including copies from the epic poem of Baajira, that will educate your mind and protect you against confusion."
"No, Kimahri understands. How much is armlet."
Rin's face broke into the smile of a true negotiator, like the old medicine woman when a needy Ronso came to her. "Ahh, well, that is a finely crafted piece of armor, but since Lady Yuna and her guardians have been such good customers. I am pleased to say that I can go as low as 74999 gil. Plus tax of course."
From the pouch at his belt, drooping with his share of the gil hoarded since the start of their journey. No...he pulled one of the coins from the bottom of the pouch, since he and Yuna arrived on Besaid. There were about 80000 gil give or take a couple of thousand.
Kimahri opened the pouch, and showed some of the tiny colored coins to Rin.
"I see...I see that you have the means to pay. Are those yellow ones thousand pieces?"
Kimahri nodded.
"Yes, yes." Rin looked up in the air and looked as if he were making his calculations. "With tax... I would say it's about 79,000 gil."
Kimahri just left the pouch with Rin.
Fandom: Final Fantasy X
Characters Kimahri, Rin
Rating: G
Word Count: 835
Summary: Rin works his salesman magic on Kimahri.
Author's notes: Just a slight change of pace and an attempt to dust off my old humor cap.
"Hello. May I help you?" Rin sounded as cordial as always, with the same smell of perfumed grease that had always followed him these days. Somehow even the stress of living on the Airship, and seeing Home destroyed, still left the man polished and smiling.
"Kimahri browsing."
"I see... for a new armlet, perhaps?" Rin opened one of his many special cases, the ones he always carried his merchandise in. "As you can see I have quite the selection right here."
Almost unconsciously, Kimahri ran the fingers of his right hand over his armor, suddenly taking note of how many nicks and scratches seemed to mar the surface, and how dented parts seemed to be. He had worn the same armlet since the start of the journey, preferring to think about stronger arms than stronger armor.
"Well, you perhaps might be interested in this model here. This is Elemental Armlet. If Lulu gets angry and unleashes the black magic, then you will be safe."
Kimahri shook his head. Lulu, for her famous temper, had the self-control of the saint, having kept Wakka in line since they were children. "Kimahri not afraid."
"Well, how about this one? Made especially for Ronso. Defends against four status ailments, so when you and Lady Yuna and the rest of her guardians go dungeon delving and run into a Malboro, you will be safe from his bad breath."
"How much are nose plugs?"
"I'm sorry sir. I'm afraid we don't carry nose plugs here. But we do have this nice armlet made for Ronsos. Have you ever been confused?"
"Kimahri confused now."
"No, no. I mean. Have you ever been confused in the heat of the battle, and you accidentally lash out at one of your teammates?"
Kimahri shook his head. "Kimahri not remember."
"Has one of your teammates ever been confused in the heat of battle, and accidentally lashed out at you."
"Once pup dropped sword on Kimahri's toe. Turned out sword was too heavy."
Rin sighed and stroked his chin where a beard would belong. "Confusion is a terrible ailment, especially in battle. This armor not only protects against confusion. It also protects against poison, blindness, and silence. Shall we try it on?"
Not seeing any reason not to humor the man, Kimahri took off his old armlet, noticing with a bland disinterest that it seemed to have rusted on the underside, most likely from their trek across the Thunder Plains. Rin took Kimahri's arm carefully, and clipped the new armlet over the matted fur.
Kimahri lifted his arm, waving it in the air and swinging it forward and back and left and right, to get a feel for the weight of the armor. It seemed heavier than his last one.
"Seems heavy."
"Of course it is sir. This old armlet of yours is made from shoddy tin. The one you are trying on now is made from high-grade mythril, salvaged from the best scrap metal found in the Bikanel desert, and crafted by the finest Al-Bhed technicians."
Once, twice, Kimahri tapped it with a claw experimentally, listening to the low clink it made with each tap. It definitely felt better made, but did the shoddy tin really matter that much. That old armlet had kept him alive through all this time. And for all the claims of it avoiding confusing, Kimahri felt even more confused.
"Kimahri confused. Armlet protect against confusion."
"Oh pardon me sir," Rin undid the armlet, and placed it back in its velvet covered spot. "The confusion protection only works against external confusion, the kind that is inflicted upon you through toxin. Nothing save for a good fish and a good book can really protect against internal confusion. I have some great old literature here somewhere, including copies from the epic poem of Baajira, that will educate your mind and protect you against confusion."
"No, Kimahri understands. How much is armlet."
Rin's face broke into the smile of a true negotiator, like the old medicine woman when a needy Ronso came to her. "Ahh, well, that is a finely crafted piece of armor, but since Lady Yuna and her guardians have been such good customers. I am pleased to say that I can go as low as 74999 gil. Plus tax of course."
From the pouch at his belt, drooping with his share of the gil hoarded since the start of their journey. No...he pulled one of the coins from the bottom of the pouch, since he and Yuna arrived on Besaid. There were about 80000 gil give or take a couple of thousand.
Kimahri opened the pouch, and showed some of the tiny colored coins to Rin.
"I see...I see that you have the means to pay. Are those yellow ones thousand pieces?"
Kimahri nodded.
"Yes, yes." Rin looked up in the air and looked as if he were making his calculations. "With tax... I would say it's about 79,000 gil."
Kimahri just left the pouch with Rin.
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Date: 2006-11-12 05:12 pm (UTC)That says it all. LOL
This is pure joy. You have caught the essence of Rin like a fly in amber. He is just as I have always visualized him and I can hear the coaxing, buttery tone of his voice in my inner ear. This is a little treasure. Thank you. ;)