small trader

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She drew herself up with as much pride as she could muster. “I am an independent operator, scavenger of the metal lands, free of debt and beholden to no one. Least of all to a small-time trader named Plutt.”
“You are…you are…” The merchant tried to control himself. “You have nothing. You are nothing!”
“On the contrary,” she shot back, “I just told you who I am. As to what I have, that would be my freedom and my pride.”     [ The Force Awakens by Alan Dean Foster ]

She drew herself up with as much pride as she could muster. “I am an independent operator, scavenger of the metal lands, free of debt and beholden to no one. Least of all to a small-time trader named Plutt.”

“You are…you are…” The merchant tried to control himself. “You have nothing. You are nothing!”


“On the contrary,” she shot back, “I just told you who I am. As to what I have, that would be my freedom and my pride.” Murmurs of assent rose from behind her, from the vicinity of the worktables. She had said aloud what her colleagues and compatriots, regardless of species, all wanted to say but dared not. At least not to Plutt’s ugly face.”

—  Star Wars: The Force Awakens novelization
Il était né grand seigneur
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Pierre-Auguste Renoir told his son Jean the following wonderful anecdote illustrating Monet’s way of life:

For a while, Renoir and Monet shared the same studio, earning whatever they could from making portraits of small traders. Sometimes months passed without any order, but that didn’t prevent Monet to dress lavishly and have the best tailor in Paris, even though he couldn’t afford him. Actually, according to Renoir, he never paid him and replied to his invoices and reminders in a condescending manner: “Sir, if you insist, I will withdraw my business with you.”
Upon which the tailor didn’t insist anymore, immensely proud as he was that he was chosen to dress a gentleman of such class.
In Renoir’s words: “Il était né grand seigneur!” - He was born grand.

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I am an independent operator, scavenger of the metal lands, free of debt and beholden to no one. Least of all to a small time trader named Plutt.      

                  YOU HAVE NOTHING. YOU ARE NOTHING.      

On the contrary, I just told you who I am. As to what I have, that would be my freedom and my pride.

The Inquisitor's Pet

@cybersmithrp
Inquisitor Alexis had found a small Slave Trader ship and boarded it. She had to make her stop believable and paid them for Cyber, saying he was important to the Inquisitor’s mission and that killing them would be a waste of her time. Once he was brought to her though, she wasted no time killing all of the guards and evacuating the slaves. Once everyone was safe the trader ship blew up. She released everyone but Cyber to be placed back to their families if they had any. Cyber stayed with the Inquisitor. She could use someone to help her with small things.