Lukewarm customers or not, Ves still owed the Clarke Clan and the rest of the Pentahull Coalition a lot of gratitude for embracing the Pacifier mech line.
He was more than happy to see his existing products serving their intended purposes. It always brought a smile to his face to see his own work getting used in the ways that he envisioned during the design process.
He did not come here for a meet-and-greet with his customers, though. He satisfied his curiosity concerning the Clarke Clan's use of the Pacifier mech line and proceeded to direct his attention back to what mattered the most to his family at the moment.
Shopping.
Everyone except Ves quickly turned into shopaholics as soon as they stepped inside an upscale mall that catered to the more monied clientele of Pentahall Station.
The entire place exuded both class and energy. Much of the architecture blended modern aesthetics including the use of bare metal panels with classical features such as columns and pediments.
It gave the impression that the mall was an exclusive bastion for the new aristocrats that rose to success after establishing themselves in the Red Ocean.
The amount of traffic in the mall was much lower than elsewhere on the Armidia because of one important reason.
The prices were too damn high!
"Papa. Papa. Papa." Aurelia tugged at her father's pants. "I want to buy a present for Clixie. Will you buy this cat bed for me? It's so cute!"
"Errr, let's not be too hasty, my dear. That cat bed costs 279 MTA credits. Do you know how much money that is? Our clan can produce nearly the same amount of Pacifier mechs for that money! If you compare the value of a small mech battalion and this fluffy pink bed for pets, which one do you think is worth more?"
"The pink cat bed!"
Ves wanted to palm his face.
"Wow! Mama, look at this!" Andraste excitedly ran in front of a toy store that featured a display where autonomous mech figures battled it out against each other on a miniature battlefield. "That's Cristine Oxton's Dark Witch mech from the latest episode! Can I buy it, please?"
Gloriana bent down and stared at the mech figurine that was clearly set up to be the protagonist of the mock battle taking place in the display area.
The mech figurines were all based on fictional mechs that featured prominently in a popular mech action franchise that was called the Hopewell Cinematic Universe.
The HCU was over 2000 years old and was created by an ancient clan of the Greater Terran United Confederation, which meant that it actually came into existence before mechs even existed on a wide scale!
While humanity had created many popular and successful media franchises over its long and storied history, few of them had the ability to maintain a degree of popularity and profitability that was as consistent as the HCU.
The owners of the HCU had always managed to keep their franchise alive by sticking to a tried-and-true formula of bringing out new shows, games and merchandise that revolved around the same kind of stories.
The tone of its main shows were always positive, humorous, optimistic and generally exciting without displaying an excessive amount of violence.
Of course, the HCU also received a lot of criticism due to its frequent habit of recycling plots, its heavy use of cliches and its unwillingness to enact any major permanent changes to its setting.
However, that commitment to stability was also the main reason why the HCU managed to remain one of the successful media franchises for 2000 straight years!
Children especially loved the HCU due to its focus on presenting plenty of cool and heroic characters.
Gloriana had also spent a lot of time admiring the most perfect characters and mechs of HCU when she was younger.
She fell off after she started to study mech design and work with mechs in reality, but she always retained a soft spot for the HCU.
It was not a coincidence that Andraste became a fan of Cristine Oxtin, the protagonist of an actively running kid's show called the Terra Guardians.
Cristine in the show came across as a sassy and wise-cracking mech champion who had a heart of gold. She was a typical example of a female lead of the HCU, and many critics faulted her for being too perfect.
That was just the way that Gloriana liked it. Even the protagonist's mechs were just a bit too powerful and beautiful compared to the mechs piloted by the other characters of the same show.
"Okay, pumpkin." The young mother said as she barely threw a glance at the projected price tag hovering above the active toy. "I will only allow you to buy a single toy from this store. Are you sure you want to buy this Dark Witch figurine?"
"This is enough!"
"Alright, then. Let us head inside so we can secure your little treat!"
Gloriana soon paid 9999 MTA credits to secure the overpriced Dark Witch Prestige Edition mech figurine!
Ves grew more and more exasperated with the exaggerated spending of his family. His wife and children wanted to buy luxury products that did not do anything to boost their capabilities or enhance the strength of the Larkinson Clan.
It was one thing if they spent thousands of MTA credits on a powerful new implant or secured an exclusive masterclass with one of the foremost experts in human space.
Yet instead of spending the clan's hard-earned money on productive goods and services, they instead splurged on unnecessary luxuries that only mildly enriched their lives!
Ves felt sick at the huge amount of money flowing out of his bank account. The Larkinson Clan's earning power might be a lot greater than in the past, but he still couldn't stomach how much the shops charged for all of these so-called exclusive and limited edition products!
They weren't even masterworks, but that didn't seem to matter to his spendthrift wife.
The few times Ves mustered up the courage to approach Gloriana and encourage her to rein in her impulses, she threw him a sour look.
"Do not interrupt my fun." She quietly hissed at him. "You were the one who insisted on dragging our family to Pentahull Station. The least you can do is compensate me for the enormous risks you have taken with your willful decisions!"
"Uhm, Gloriana?—"
"?—SHUT. UP."
That was another 3499 MTA credits down the drain. freewēbnoveℓ.com
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