Mauvaise Chance Apartments, Sunday Afternoon

[landlord-quark.livejournal.com]

When the power flickered back on, the lights in the basement finally awakened Quark from his slumber. After he rubbed his sore eyes and sore head, he stared a bit at what was before him. After shaking his head, he walked over, unlocked the door to the stairs, and then locked it again behind himself.

His rumbling stomach and bruised forehead make for an extra cranky Ferengi, so he stumbles up the stairs to his office, where he had set up the secondary replicator. Slug liver and preserved tube grubs was on the menu today, and Quark even splurged a bit, cracking into his personal stash of Slug-O-Cola ("The slimiest cola in the galaxy!").

He sat down at his office counter in the lobby, wondering if any of his tenants are going to hate him or blame him for the lack of power and such. Quark didn't care much, to be honest.

After all, Rule of Acquisition 19: Satisfaction is not guaranteed.

[ooc: Open for interaction, yay.]

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[theharperisgood.livejournal.com]

Since he couldn't spend the rest of his life sleeping in a school gym, Harper was in search of more permanentlodgings. "Hey there."

[landlord-quark.livejournal.com]

Quark may be grumpy, but a true Ferengi doesn't let his mood get in the way of profit. "Well, hello there. Let me cut straight through the pleasantries. Are you tenant, potential tenant, or potential employee?"

[theharperisgood.livejournal.com]

Harper blinked, this guy didn't look like a Nightsider, but he sounded suspicously like one. "The last two I guess. At least, if you need an engineer."

[landlord-quark.livejournal.com]

Quark's ears perk up, which would be quite a sight if it actually wasn't just a figure of speech.

"As a matter of fact, I've been in the market for an engineer or three. What sort of qualifications do you have?"

[theharperisgood.livejournal.com]

"What qualfications do I have?" Harper pointed to himself. "I, Seamus Zelazny Harper, am the chief engineer of Andromeda Ascendant, I keep that ship running practically single handed."

[landlord-quark.livejournal.com]

"Chief Engineer?" Quark looks suitably impressed and pulls out a few contract forms from behind his counter.

"So, let's talk pay. I can offer you... two thousand a month, plus a room in the complex at no cost to you."

[theharperisgood.livejournal.com]

"Five hundred a week?" It sounded reasonable especially with no rent to pay, but Harper didn't quite trust this guy. Time to commence haggling. "One thousand."

[landlord-quark.livejournal.com]

Quark knew this was going to happen. He knew exactly how much he was actually prepared to pay, and one thousand a week would be easy. But even when it comes to ridiculous slips of green paper, Quark isn't going to let too much of it out of his grasp if he can prevent it.

"Six hundred. And two hours off for lunch."

[theharperisgood.livejournal.com]

"Nine hundred, and I'll work Saturdays." Hey, back home he was on a seven day work week, he was still gonna get more time off than on Andromeda.

[landlord-quark.livejournal.com]

"Seven-fifty," Quark folded his arms. "Take it or leave it."

[theharperisgood.livejournal.com]

It wasn't the highest figure in the world, but it wasn't like Harper couldn't figure out other ways to earn some extra cash if need be. "Done."

[landlord-quark.livejournal.com]

Quark shuffles through the contracts and finds the exact one he needs. "Sign at the bottom, Mister Harper. You'll be living in room ten, on the fourth floor. For the proximity to the workplace, of course."

[theharperisgood.livejournal.com]

Harper read through the contract, seeing none of the usual red-flag clauses, he read it again. It looked legit enough. He signed. "You have workshop or something like that?"

[landlord-quark.livejournal.com]

"Right now, it's more like a shed. If you can get me specifications for tools, we can replicate the smaller stuff and put in orders for the bigger ones. I don't expect us to be doing anything too major. Just maintenance and the ocassional broken appliance." Quark smiles, stands, and offers his hand. "Glad to have you aboard, Seamus."

[theharperisgood.livejournal.com]

"Well, thankfully I still have my essentials, but I'll get the specs for what else I'll need to you asap." Harper shook Quark's hand. "Good to be aboard, boss."

[landlord-quark.livejournal.com]

Quark grins with being called boss, and then rummaged for a moment and produces a small key ring, and puts two keys on it before handing it to Harper.

"Room key to number ten, and a key to the workshop on the roof. It's a bit snowed in right now. You might need to dig it out on Monday."

[theharperisgood.livejournal.com]

Harper took the keys and sketched a salute with towards Quark, before heading towards the stairs to go check out his new digs. "So until Monday, then boss."