Gobbo
Tactical Goat
Eli stared at her blankly for a moment as she told him she was a better thief, though the blank stare only lasted a moment before the corners of his lips pulled up in a small smirk. If that was the case, he'd have to prove to her that she had a lot to learn about lifting stuff. His competitive nature was showing again, with the look that he was giving her.
His attention was diverted when she told him what the chips were, and he blinked slowly as she pulled out the pamphlet. He tried to read what the cover said, but words that long were too much of a challenge right now. He did, however, know exactly what a microprocessor was. He'd heard the techs in Genesis talking about them, and how valuable they were. He had heard of another Scavver bringing back three of them and having enough coin to last him the next year. Abraham paid very, very well for tech like this. His eyes widened slightly as it dawned on him how much he was holding in his hand with just one sitting there.
Then she pulled out more.
His eyes got progressively wider until she pulled out the last one, placing the seventh on top of the other six. Okay, maybe she was a better thief than he was giving her credit for. A much better thief.
"C-Carly..." he muttered, staring at them. He was holding a literal fortune in his hands. "You... I..." he stammered, finally tearing his eyes away from the chips to look at her. He didn't even have it in him to fight her on this. He would just have to use the coin to get her something, if she wasn't going to keep them for herself.
"Do you know how much this is worth?" he asked, staring at her. "I could kiss you right now."
His attention was diverted when she told him what the chips were, and he blinked slowly as she pulled out the pamphlet. He tried to read what the cover said, but words that long were too much of a challenge right now. He did, however, know exactly what a microprocessor was. He'd heard the techs in Genesis talking about them, and how valuable they were. He had heard of another Scavver bringing back three of them and having enough coin to last him the next year. Abraham paid very, very well for tech like this. His eyes widened slightly as it dawned on him how much he was holding in his hand with just one sitting there.
Then she pulled out more.
His eyes got progressively wider until she pulled out the last one, placing the seventh on top of the other six. Okay, maybe she was a better thief than he was giving her credit for. A much better thief.
"C-Carly..." he muttered, staring at them. He was holding a literal fortune in his hands. "You... I..." he stammered, finally tearing his eyes away from the chips to look at her. He didn't even have it in him to fight her on this. He would just have to use the coin to get her something, if she wasn't going to keep them for herself.
"Do you know how much this is worth?" he asked, staring at her. "I could kiss you right now."