Monday Morning at the Bank

[salmoneus.livejournal.com]

Salmoneus opened the bank precisely at ten o'clock. He did so with a smile.

His radio, which had falled to the floor, was no longer working, and that did make him frown for a moment. But his cheer was regained quickly.

It was nice to be back in Fandom. Even though there was much here that was still new to him, and even if it was cold -- it was still good to be back.

Besides, he had a business here. Technically, it was owned by Hades. But he almost never dropped in, and when he did he didn't stay long. Which, after the very long weeks back in Greece, suited Salmoneus just fine. He'd decided he didn't really like Hades very much. In fact, he hated him.

And he was going to do as much as he could to ruin the god.

Starting with the following:

"Through the end of the year only!
Open a Savings Account for a minimum of $100 --
Get 5% interest!
December 12 - 31st!
If you're a current Account Holder,
see Salmoneus for special offers on your current accounts!
Hurry! Off good only through December!"

He smiled at what he'd written and nodded. This would be a good start.

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[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

Jack walks in. "Um, I'd like to open a savings account."

[salmoneus.livejournal.com]

Looking up from fiddling with his broken radio, Salmoneus smiles.

"Wonderful!" He gets up from the desk and moves behind his counter, then turns a semi-serious look to the young man in front of him.

"I'm Salmoneus, First Local Bank of Fandom. And you are?"

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"Jack Harkness. What do you need from me?"

[salmoneus.livejournal.com]

"It's very nice to meet you, Jack." The banker pulls out some forms. "To start with, I need two forms of identification and for you to fill out some papers." He winks. "Pesky paperwork. But it's necessary."

Salmoneus hands over the forms along with a pen. "And how much will you be depositing into the account today?"

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

Jack pulls out his student ID and the paperwork for his recent adoption. "Is this okay? And I want to deposit $100." He lays five $20s on the counter.

[salmoneus.livejournal.com]

Without a blink, Salmoneus fills in the proper slots for the identification, then waits for Jack to fill in the rest of the papers. "That's just great. One hundred dollars in your savings account." He beams, a slightly evil look on his face. "And you'll be getting a whopping 5% interest rate for the first six months!" And Hades can .... can... turn blue, for all I care.

As he watches Jack fill out the rest of the papers, Salmoneus decides he really needs to learn some new curses. He wonders if Lorne at Caritas knows any good ones...

[aka-vala.livejournal.com]

Vala is wandering through town, trying the 'Crissmass shopping' thing again, while keeping any eye out for that creepy guy in the shades Mr. Petit anything odd., when she spots the sign.

Waltzing in happily, she addresses the banker. "I've got an account already! So what do I get?"

[salmoneus.livejournal.com]

Leaning forward on the counter, Salmoneus considers Vala with a smile. "You know, I hadn't quite figured that out yet. But it's the Solsice season, and I'm feeling generous. How about I raise the interest rate for the next three months, and drop all fees? How does that sound?"

[aka-vala.livejournal.com]

"Excellent!" Vala beams. "Happy Crissmass!"

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Vala. Looking to case the joint?" Jack askes, smirking.

[aka-vala.livejournal.com]

"Me?" She looks entirely innocent. "I don't know what you're implying Mr. Harkness!"

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"I'm not implying a thing," Jack says, blinking with limpid innocence. "Just that you appear to be lurking."

[aka-vala.livejournal.com]

"I am not lurking!" If I were, you wouldn't be seeing me, moron! "I'm a bona fide customer of this fine institution!"

[salmoneus.livejournal.com]

Salmoneus couldn't help but smile at the two bantering teenagers.

"Yes indeed, Miss Vala is most definitely a customer here." He nods, then a thought strikes him.

"Say. You're both from the school, aren't you? Students at Fandom High?" His eyes are gleaming with an excited light. "I've been thinking of making a donation to the school. What do you think would improve things for the students?"

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"Funny you should ask. I'm putting together a proposal for a school spirit club (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomhigh/445957.html?thread=20787461#t20787461). Having a business sponsor would be fantastic!"

[salmoneus.livejournal.com]

"That's a great idea!" Salmoneus nods enthusiastically. "School spirit is very important." He sighs and looks wistful for a moment. "I remember my school days in Athens. The trips to the Forum, going to hear Cicero, watching the Olympics... the women's baths near -- " He shakes himself and looks back at Jack. "Yes, Business sponsor. I'll do it! Who should I talk to at the school?"


[ooc: I hope you don't mind the slow play. Work and such.]

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"Well, I'm going to talk to Principal Bristow on Friday. If he already had heard from you, then it will make my proposal that much stronger." Jack smiles at the banker.

[salmoneus.livejournal.com]

"Principal Bristow. Right." Salmoneus nods. "I'll see if I can reach him on the phellyto-- I mean, the tellypon-- that call thing. And I'll let him know I'm willing to sponsor your club!" He stamps and signs the papers for Jack's new savings account and hands him a folder with a flourish.

"And here is all the information for your new account. All fees are waved for the month of December. It's been great meeting you, Jack. If I'm going to sponsor this club, I guess I'll be seeing you soon." He offers his hand to both Jack and Vala. "Have a great day!"

Salmoneus is very excited about this opportunity. Not that he has any idea what being a 'sponsor' means.


[ooc: did I say it was THAT Cicero? This is Salmoneus -- it was probably Cicero from three doors down and his baudy songs about tavern women!]

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

John walks in, with an ammo case by his side, wearing leather chaps with some grease stains on them, a leather jacket, a wool cap, and a rather blue facial expression.

It takes him some time to thaw out enough to state his purpose. Namely, opening a savings account.

[salmoneus.livejournal.com]

"Well, hello there! Come in and warm up!" Salmoneus offers a cup of hot tea to the young man. "It's rather cold outside I take it?"

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"It's not so much that it's cold outside so much that it's I'm not used to winter." John gratefully takes the cup of tea. "I saw your sign in the window, about the savings account."

[salmoneus.livejournal.com]

"The savings account. Wonderful!" The banker pulls out the requisite forms and starts his speech. "I'll need two forms of identification. Do you know how much you'd like the initial deposit to be?"


[ooc: I hope slow play is okay.]

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

John starts rifling through his pocket, gets his student ID driver's licence and passport.

"Well, I'd like to deposit enough to cover the rent on a safety deposit box, if ya got 'em."

[salmoneus.livejournal.com]

"I do have deposit boxes. The rental is $28 for six months. That must be paid separately, however. You need to put a minimum of $100 in the savings account to take advantage of the interest rate. So, if you want both the box and the account, it comes to $128."

Salmoneus hands a pen over to the young man. "Fill out these forms, and we'll be all set!"

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

John starts filling out the forms. After he's done, he puts the ammo box on the table and rifles through it, unloading $700 in 50s and 20s.

"Is there a way to get checks or an ATM card or something?"

[salmoneus.livejournal.com]

"Checks are only available for checking accounts, not savings. And I'm afraid I'm not set up to do those little plastic card -- thingies." He sighs. "I'm afraid it's really just a small town bank." His characteristic grin returns quickly. "But we're moving up in the world! Just you wait!"

He stamps and signs and does his normal routine with the paperwork, then counts the cash.

"Do you want to rent a deposit box? Or just put this all in savings?"

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"Um, both, actually. I've got some stuff that would be a bit better in a secure box instead of a hole in the ground, y'know. So just the savings account and the safety deposit box."

[salmoneus.livejournal.com]

"Okay!" Pulling out a small brochure, Salmoneus hands it to John. "These are the rules from the safety deposit box. They're pretty basic; nothing that could explode, or catch fire. Nothing that will go rotten, like food or some such. After you read those, sign the card at the back."

He makes a note on the sheets for John's savings account. "Okay, that's $672 in your savings account."

[ooc: shall we play this out, or just presume John got the box? I bow to whatever decision you make.]

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

John fills out the paperwork for the box. "I'll need to get one about this size." He waits for Salmoneus to make the appropriate arrangements.

((Um... didn't want to godmod you, but yeah. John'll fill the box, grab his empty ammo box and leave. Nice transactin' with ya. :D ))