[PP-PT-F26] Imitation and Flattery

[Mari 1]

“I hardly think it’s against your will. You followed me down here.” A small smirk as she began to wipe down her bunsen burner with a damp cloth. “I ain’t got the time to be making up flashcards. You wanted this knowledge, I’m going out on a limb and giving you bits of information to work from. Something I wouldn’t normally do”

 

Mari had to keep reminding herself she was dealing with a kid, an adult by legal standards, sure - but he was still fresh faced, barely out of High School. “It…really is a hassle, still.” Mari lifted her eyes to stare into his blue eyes, wide with curiosity. “You have an odd fascination with them. With us. I know you’ll grow bored of my warnings, but if you have more questions. I’ll do my best to answer them.” Mari would, because perhaps if she kept hammering in the grave reality of being marked as a PKer, he’d lose interest. Hell - maybe even giving him a small taste of it…trapping an NPC and having him strike them down to gain the temporary debuff - but that was in and of itself too dangerous for Mari’s liking.

 

"...so, what's the catch?"

“None.” Came Mari’s response as she turned and leaned her back against her alchemy workbench. “Although that is a very good attitude to have.” His suspicion didn’t bother Mari. It came as a welcomed surprise, maybe he did have some wits about him after all.

“It’s rare that I can share my knowledge in this sort of thing, that someone takes an interest in it - rather than tell me to steer clear from it.” Mari admitted with a shrug. “And I’ve told you how to make one thing. I’d hardly call that me handing out secrets.”

Mari opened up her HUD, and navigated to the area that showed off how much Col she had. “As you can see - “ She gestured to it with a wave. “I really don’t need the col.” She had millions. Needed millions to keep up with costs of fireproofing everything she owned, so Mari was always sure to have a steady supply of it.

“It’s not my fault people in this game limit themselves to keeping within the system, anyone with an ounce of imagination or knowledge could do the same. I know of people who have done the same.”

Mari closed her menu, and crossed her arms. “You don’t have to take it, leave, go back to the city and live your life appraising items. I don’t care. Frankly, I have nothing to gain, but equally, nothing to lose.”