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[fateality]

So, seein' as how things are lookin' a little rough out there, figured I'd put this out there.

I may have a small accumulation of various weapons. Quality is definitely a variable, and it ain't a lot, but I figure if some of you might need something while doin' this mission out there to defend yourself, wouldn't hurt to have something.

For a price, of course. But we can talk about that, now or later.

Keep it together. Go team an' all that.

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[fateality]

I dunno, how nice is the hammer?

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[cashlin]

[Ta-da! Here she is, modeling the hammer: it's a fairly solid sledgehammer.]

Nice enough. I don't need a bludgeon, though: not my style.

[fateality]

Not mine either, but I'm sure someone would appreciate it.

All righty, you got yourself a deal. Where do you feel like meeting?

[cashlin]

[Rather than a verbal response, she simply sends a location: a Suncents that falls somewhere between both of their locations. Gotta love that map function on the magitek, just like home.]

See you there, stranger.

[fateality]

Twisted Fate's the name, firebird.

See you there.

[HANDY DANDY, he will definitely be on his way there with his goodies.]

action?!

[cashlin]

[Okay, normally she'd be offended by a nickname, but... that's just because she's never gotten anything cool before. You can have that one, TF.

She's just where she said she'd be, though. The Suncents window's been shattered and hastily boarded up: apparently, the riots haven't been kind to this particular store. Lilith is sitting outside the coffee shop at the one intact outside chair and table available... nursing some horrible whipped cream multiple-espresso-shot monstrosity. There's also the bodies of a few dead infected inside the store.

She got... creative, okay.]

Guess they're self-serve for now. [She shrugs and waves TF over.] You want something? They still got some coffee beans that the infected didn't try to gnaw on.

[fateality]

[Score.

When he approaches, he isn't judging in the least. Self-serving actions make more sense to him than anything else, truthfully, so he's more amused than anything else.]

Not if I gotta brew it myself. But I appreciate the considerate thought.

Hell of a way to get introduced to the team for you, isn't it?

[cashlin]

[She takes a slurping draught of her orange-mocha-java-chip-triple-shot-frappucino.]

Trust me. Pandora's twenty times worse.

[Continuing casually, Lilith gestures at him with the drink.] You got the stuff, right?

[fateality]

Runeterra ain't a vacation, either.

[He rolls his shoulders back reaching into a pocket of his coat and pulling out a bag.]

Naturally.

[The bag opens, and there are a couple of humbly sized pistols. Nothing impressive, but it's at least a gun, right?]

Cut li'l things.