For Services Rendered [Jesse]

[u_can_have_it_4_a_song]

The base camp outside the tomb has grown with each of Jesse's visits, the people there carefully packing each relic, carting the day's haul to somewhere in the Nexus every evening. Better cameras have been procured, a whole portable photo studio's worth of lights, tripods, high-grade lenses.

Today, when Jesse arrives, Schön waits beside a number of polished sandalwood boxes, some large, some small. "Good morning," the thin man calls with a smile. "At last, I've something to reward your patience: the pieces you requested are in."

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[notalldead]

"Goes a long way with us. If you need anythin' you think me or my Rotten can provide, you just give a holler and we'll come runnin', y'hear?" He offers his hand for one last shake.

"Me, I better be gettin' back to the homestead and gettin' all yer gifts squared up. Gonna be some soldiers real happy to see those pins especially. An' I'll be givin' 'em all the instructions on magical things like you told me."

[u_can_have_it_4_a_song]

"I shan't forget," Schön promises, shaking Jesse's hand again. "Farewell, and may your tools serve you well."