Hermitcraft x Reader

Scar - Oneshot - An Offer You Can't Refuse

Contains: Flirting, No Implied Relationship, Mermaid!Reader
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It wasn't often you came to the shore, but strange things had been happening on the server.
You hadn't had a dark night in a while, unusual given the regular cycle of the moon.

A swim up to the surface and it was quite apparent why, the moon wasn't exactly looking like itself.
And so, to shore you swam, hoping to find someone to explain what was going on.

Being an ocean dweller it's not like you ventured much on the land. Something that could easily be attributed to the lack of legs.
Movement wasn't exactly easy on land and without the water, well, things would go wrong.

It didn't take you long to find a settlement, the only one that seemed to have an inhabitant was a collection of houses on wheels.
So, you waited.

It didn't take him long to notice the head and shoulders in the ocean, he seemed quite concerned at first at your lack of movement.
"Hey, are you okay?" He shouts out.
"I am, I was wondering if you could tell me about the moon." You shout back, deciding to swim closer.

You're careful not to show your tail as you swim, definitely concerned about how things might go down if he just saw you had a tail.
Usually land dwellers don't react well when they come into contact with mer-folk like yourself.

You've heard the stories, you don't want to become one of them.

"Oh that?" The man in the hat points up. "It's, well, no one really knows." He leans a little closer, continuing in a hushed voice, "I'll tell you this though, it's a great business device, impending doom."
"Impending doom.. that's not good." He shushes you, clearly thinking you're being too loud.
Surely if it is as bad as it sounds it should get attention.

"Yes, it's getting closer you see, or so I've heard. Great for sales, I can't say it will be great when it hits though." Despite his words he laughs, seemingly amused by the situation.

"What are we to do?" You ask.
"Escape."

"Is that all you have?" Your concern is rising. If it's as world ending as he's making it sound surely, surely he has more of a plan than that.
"Well, no. I'm building a rocket above Boatem. I'll give you a half price ticket for being so attractive." He winks, reaching into his jacket.
Well at least he has a solution. That's better than nothing.
Although, it's not much help to you.

"I, well.. I don't think I can get on your rocket Mr-"
"Scar. The name's Scar, owner of the Swaggon." He tips his hat with a little bow and gestures behind him. That's what he's calling the houses on wheels then. The Swaggon. Fancy.

"Right.. I still can't get on your rocket."
"Why not?"
You sigh, "I have plenty of riches, Mr. Scar, I just lack the ability to get there, and then the ability to board the rocket."
"Oh?" Well. Now you have to answer.
You were hoping to avoid that, but the end of the world has said otherwise.

You swim closer before finally poking your fins out of the water.
"No legs." You state simply.

"Ah. I should have expected that" He stares at the water, likely wanting to see more of your tail, but you don't grant him that. You instead throw a confused look in his direction, prompting him to explain. "Well if you had legs you wouldn't still be in the water. I wouldn't forget seeing someone like you."

Scar looks as if he slips into deep thought for a second, before his eyes light up and a grin appears on his face.
"I have an idea. You see, I am an inventor. I mean, I'm a business man first but I do like to create. And I believe I have the perfect solution."

"What would that be, Mr. Scar?"
"Just Scar, please. I could build you a portable tank and you can come on the rocket with us." He looks proud of himself, of his idea.

"What will that cost me?" You ask. You have some riches, sure, but you're talking about escape off of the planet in a custom built tank that would need to be big enough for you to swim around in.
That's got to add some weight and some therefore increase the price by more than you could ever hope to afford.

"Oh, well.. for you I'll do it for free, any donations are welcome, but not necessary. I can't leave you behind when the moon crashes into the planet." He winks at you again.
It's not an offer you can refuse, passage off of a doomed planet for no cost.
So you don't.
"I'll take it."

"The rocket will launch in one week. I'll have your tank built in four days time. If you stay here I'll be able to make it to your liking." You nod.
"I'll make myself comfortable in this area."
Shouldn't be hard, all you'll need will be your most valuable items.
It's not like you can pack up your entire home and take it with you.

Scar smirks, placing down a sign you can't read.
You don't know if he meant to make it so you can't see it, but you don't question it.

He's doing a lot for you, the two of you have only just met.
Like most, judging from his initial reaction, you're also the first mer-person he's ever met.
So you can't fault him for forgetting to point signs toward you.

"I'll go draw up the plans now, meet me here at noon and you and I will look over them." Scar smirks.
"Noon, okay. I'll be here." Scar gives you a small wave as he turns and walks toward his houses on wheels.
Noon tomorrow and you'll at least be able to rest assured that you won't be here when the moon collides with the world.

The lack of payment is more than a little worrying. Scar said he's a business man first, so why he offered to help you out for free you're not sure.
You just hope he's being sincere