Snippet #939040

Irran raises a brow as the man rambled on about his fame. It was slightly annoying, but he decided to humor him none the less. The comment about the parts being corroded however, struck a nerve. Reaching into his pack, he pulls out his metric wrench and screwdriver set and deftly pulled off the faceplate and belt spool of the alternator, exposing a series of copper wires wrapped into a spiraling spool around the core, everything appeared to have been tarnished slightly, but a few of the wires had scratch marks, where the surface had been removed to reveal a layer of bright gold copper just beneath the surface. "As I said, these were the only parts in serviceable condition. I'm not some two bit swindler off the streets, if I say it's good, it's good." As he replaced the cover and the spool, A clear irritation showed on his face, as his professional pride had been challenged. "If I were to try selling parts that weren't worth anything to a dealer who knew his goods, I'd be killed on the spot. Call me many things, but never an idiot, sir."
((ooc: lol, sorry for being so gruff. Irran doesn't like when people question his handy work. :p ))