h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

[Sharp]: *Smacks the side of his own forehead* in dumbfounded indignation (: Methinks... </Ooc&gt.

[Sharp]: "Mr. LeRue? Are you all-there? You look a tad paler than usual, (and a tad bit dizzy)."

*While LeRue is still semi-unconscious Sharp fixes the 'mail-loom' he invented by simplifying it to make it easier to use... and just finishes crossing out and redoing the necessary parts of the directions that needed to be reworked. Then he leaves.*

*shouts after*

Yes, much better thanks.

[Sharp]: *From outside starting toward down the lane.*
"You're welcome! It's , don't mention it."

[Sharp]: "Hey neighbor! I just built and tested out a new type of rocket."
*There is a coating of soot over the front of his face*
*Wipes it off.*
"Listen, I had this idea... we could probably,- it'd get somebody on the King's really good side if say somebody were to build a mechanical horse."
*Shows LeRue a pocket gyroscope*
"If you used one of these except bigger for a shoulder, but metal isn't my field or specialty, I just fiddle around making gizmos and blowing sh*t up."
*Shrugs*

"Say, how much for the shovel?"
: LoZ ! Word!! etc.

<*Is vaguley confused, this isn't entirely unusual for a Corkman*>

: It's alright. I was simply suggesting if we went all steampunk and made some sort of a mechanical clockwork horse... nevermind
[Sharp]: *Still has 'an eye' on the shovel.*

*Shrugs*

A copper... two coppers.

[Sharp]: () "Okay!"
*Ecstatically pays the fee*

"I'll bet you're wondering why I seem so gung-ho about buying shovels and such... well, aren't you?"

*Seems a bit disappointed that nobody has asked him yet*

"... treasure hunting. Now I just need to find some archaic fogey to buy a map off of. Say, I don't suppose you might also happen to sell any sort of compasses?"

[Sharp]: " 'Allo again Mssr. LeRue," Sharp says walking in.
"I came by because I was curious on something; perhaps if there was something you knew about, on the subject of whatsit?_ glass blowing,- I think was what it was called. Just wondering."

*Looks around nervously*

I dont know where you heard about that... but that happened only one time... and everyone involved knew exactly what was happening.... aaaand it was good clean fun...

...

Look, I dont how my pants dissappeared that night...

...

[Sharp]: "Er... that's not what I meant."
*Clears his throat a bit before continuing*
Me,- why me? <- goes Sharp inside his head

"Um, what I meant to be asking you about it was,- there's an interesting idea going around about using a strange hollow and see-through sphere to traverse across water... & from my understanding of it, it may have sounded to be like it was made from a special kind of glass."

...
"Oh and , coincidentally Mr. LeRue, in case you were wondering where your pants had wound up,- it seems that you would appear to be wearing them."

*In comes Golelas son of Golelos, Male Elven Water Warrior, peeved after spending 20 minutes soaking in the rain outside the inn*

[Golelas] "Evenin' all"
*Looks around at shop*
"Any chance of getting my 'blade polish'd?"