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Pine Garden
yinsukin:
Suerte
Suerte ran a finger along the aging gun. "I probably would kill you too if you treated my babies with disrespect," she said, her voice heavy with a half seriousness. "But you know, that boy has messed up my weapons a few times and he is still alive. Honestly, the joy of creating weapons is giving agency to those who don't have any. If a man wants to fight a monster with a minigun he can. In the end men live or die by their own choices."
Suerte sat on the counter next to the guns, looking the cloaked man in those very nice eyes. Strange, she couldn't help but think they looked as worn out as those guns. "I wonder what choices you have made."
YOLF:
Justice
He stared for a moment longer than it was polite and crumbled into a chuckle. The rawest purpose of a weapon was to empower, that wasn't anything new to him, but the way she saw it struck a hole in his expectations like a stray bullet. Justice had never been good at making things. He was envious of being able to say that what one brought to the world had purchased agency for others where their own power might not them allowed them any.
"Bit early for those questions," the rider retorted. "Why did you choose to retire from gunmaking?"
Bern:
Amanda
"That's great to here, then I trust you won't mind conducting some unsavory bussiness later on. We lack the might to just oppose head on, which leaves getting even dirtier than him as our only option for overcoming him."
She flicked up something else from her pocket, this time it wasn't device but rather a..... collar. On it was written 'Property of Amanda.' with big italicized pink letters. "Will you please put this on for me~"
yinsukin:
Suerte
Suerte shrugged her shoulders and said, "I guess that garb isn't for nothing," she said with a giggle. "Your the type to keep to himself huh? Well I don't dislike that. As for me, I technically lied. I didn't retire persay, more like i've stopped doing everything related to the old me since I came to this city a few days ago, short of fighting that is."
The cowgirl's confident smile faded, giving way to a more straightlaced frown. "Honestly, I still don't know what to make of this city. I've met some good people but mostly questionable ones since I arrived. Tell me, how long have you lived here?"
SINIB:
--- Quote from: Bern on April 30, 2019, 02:28:41 PM ---Amanda
"That's great to here, then I trust you won't mind conducting some unsavory bussiness later on. We lack the might to just oppose head on, which leaves getting even dirtier than him as our only option for overcoming him."
She flicked up something else from her pocket, this time it wasn't device but rather a..... collar. On it was written 'Property of Amanda.' with big italicized pink letters. "Will you please put this on for me~"
--- End quote ---
Eruraviel
Eru's shadow snaked out, grabbing Amanda and pulling her closer. She took the collar and deftly put it on, her ears throbbing from embarrasment and annoyance.
"Yes, I will do anything to accomplish my goals." She reiterated once more, pulling Amanda down to sit next to her. The short elvish woman nuzzled her ear against Amanda's, tickling hers. "But don't expect me to put this on eveeeer again after this, okay?"
She wrapped her arm around Amanda's back, massaging her shoulder. "So what's this about buying me clothes. Is my fasion sense really that bad?"
Her ears twitched like the whiskers on a cat.
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