Prompt #2: Bargain
“Nine hundred ninety-nine gil?? Are you mad??” The glottal stop of the word “ninety” crashed into the well-groomed aetheryte attendant like a runaway train. He blinked at the scrappy blonde miqo’te in front of him, entirely unsure whether or not he was joking. “What, just to go to Doma?? Mate, you are off yer bleedin’ rocker.”
“Sir,” came the miraculously calm voice. “Aetherytes are a highly advanced piece of ancient technology that must be maintained regularly. Without charging a…”
“Yeh yeh, I’ve ‘eard all that a million times before. S’all right if it’s a couple hundred to pop over to Ul’dah or sommat, but you’re talkin’ nearly a fousand gil!”
The hyur cleared his throat. “Doma, sir, is not in Eorzea. It is considerably more difficult to send someone over a distance that great.”
Corwynn wasn’t normally the type to roll his eyes, but there are always exceptions to the rule. He socked his hand on his hip. “You fink I don’t know that? What, like imma expect to just hitch a free ride to another continent? Fing is, mate, they’s a boat nary a hop, skip, and a jump away what’ll take me for a fraction of what you want!”
By now, the long-suffering attendant was suffering a bit too much Gods be good, though, he managed to maintain a relatively pleasant if weary demeanor as he clasped his hands behind his back. “Sir, if I may… passage to the continent of Othard takes in excess of a sennight, whereas teleportation by aetheryte is near instantaneous.”
“Yeh, and I’m payin’ also for the chance of aefer sickness, innit?”
“…or seasickness, alternatively…” murmured the hyur.
He shook his head. “Also, if I may add, the aetheryte network is not one that is open to bartering, I’m afraid.”
Corwynn took a deep breath and closed his eyes. He knew, of course, that such a thing **technically** wasn’t a service you could get a discount on, but here and there, off and on, a favor done or claimed would work in Cor’s favor. Hell, more often than not he had some aetheryte tickets on him. Just not today. The one day Mr. Stick-In-The-Mud Play-By-The-Rules was on duty.
“Look. You know Rodney, right? Over in Gridania? Aeferyte attendant. Been there for years! Since I was a wee lad, really. Short hair, greyin’ now though, you know, more like salt and pepper than anything. Scar over his left eye, lil’ bit of a limp? Old lady’s named Gertrude.”
“Rodney.” The attendant was unimpressed.
“Yeh! Good ol’ Rodney. He’ll usually float me a free ride if I’m a bit light, yanno? Can’t see why you wouldn’t do me a solid as well, really.”
Another rejection was just waiting to spill forth when an older, care-worn miqo’te wandered up. Downright grandfatherly. “Highway robbery is what it is, lad. Highway robbery.” He shook his head and clucked a bit as he reached his hand into his pocket. Drawing out his wallet, he gave Corwynn a gentle smile. “Anymore I don’t travel any further than Gridania, and that’s only now and then. My daughter, bless her, she keeps giving me these aetheryte tickets so I won’t have to fork over any gil when I go visit her.” The stack he pulled out of his aching leather wallet had strained it to its limit, and he chuckled at the mass of them. “Tell you what. You give me more gil than a trip to Gridania… say… five hundred a piece? And I’ll trade you a stack of these.”
Corwynn’s eyes widened, and a smile bloomed on his face full of satisfaction and justification. “Ya see?” He shook his head in a gentle reprimand toward the poor aetheryte attendant as he dug his own wallet from his pocket. He handed twenty five hundred gil over to the older gentleman for five aetheryte tickets. “A little bit of caring and compassion, mixed with a little bit of dealin’, and what do you have?” Both the older gentleman and Corwynn sorted their currencies. “You got a happy traveler, a richer old man, and…” He smirked at the hyur and handed over one aetheryte ticket. “…a paid aeferyte attendant.”
“Thank you kindly, lad. Thank you kindly.” The grandfather tipped his imaginary hat and regarded them both with a soft smile.
“Indeed,” sighed the attendant as he accepted Corwynn’s ticket. “What a bargain.”