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Post by Sir Milo Quartermass on May 30, 2014 20:29:18 GMT -8
Quinn didn't follow immediately after August, taking a moment to take in their surroundings. Some peace and quiet at last. Even though their activity was going to be loud, at least it was going to be private."I'm afraid I'll have to leave the classy ones to you, August. Start me one something simple so I can get the hang of it, yes?"
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on May 30, 2014 20:35:42 GMT -8
The birds did their "ki-diir ki-diir ki-diir" thing and whirled en masse like a lost scarf in a windstorm. Quinn felt his hair starting to get damp from the misty air alone. Santi- "It's just point and shoot, isn't it?"
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Post by Sir Milo Quartermass on May 30, 2014 20:38:45 GMT -8
The damp weighted his curls down just a bit, letting them droop against his forehead."I've heard tell of recoil that can knock a smaller man flat."
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on May 30, 2014 20:40:54 GMT -8
"And aim, posture, grip, breathing... and style. Y'all be fine, just gotta refocus ya body weight." August looked like he could go on but was unruffled. He just wanted to head in there already!
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on May 30, 2014 20:50:08 GMT -8
Inside, there were only a few employees in sight. They greeted the new arrivals as warmly as the wee hours allowed. Gun Guy 1- "Hello there, mates. Santi and party?" Santi- "That's right. Where are the other customers who had the appointment?"
Gun Guy 1- "Not as up for this as they thought. Showed up late, went home early. Need to rent shooters?" Santi- "Indeed. I'll pay for it all after, just show us what you have."
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on May 30, 2014 20:55:21 GMT -8
"Evening y'all. I'm August... Fahrenheit . What do you guys go by? I can't wait to see what y'all have, my trigger finger is itchy. Just ya smallest peashooters for these two. Fresh blood ya know?"
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Post by Sir Milo Quartermass on May 30, 2014 20:58:51 GMT -8
Quinn leaned discreetly towards Santi, genuinely chuffed to see August enjoying himself."Like a kid in a candy store."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on May 30, 2014 21:41:46 GMT -8
Santi- "It's practically depraved."
Gun Guy 1- "Fangtastic, yeah, let's get into some steel."
The guys led them to the range, and nearby, some rows of lockers. They opened them and started playing show and tell.
Gun Guy 1- "I'm Lawrence and this is Terry, and this baby is a 30.06 hunting rifle. You fancy?"
Terry- "This is a Blicken 19 semi-automatic, a bit heavy in the handle with a full magazine, but that can be a good thing. And this is a dual-action Atralli 9 mm with laser sight."
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on May 30, 2014 21:49:48 GMT -8
"They're all beauties, but I'm in the mood for something a little special ya know? Anything new from Antearctos?" August was feeling pretty good, the familiar smells were very soothing. It was almost like being home and the guns were so shiny.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on May 30, 2014 22:11:53 GMT -8
Lawrence- "Hm. Can we trust him, Terrence?"
Terry- "He's from Antearctos."
Lawrence- "Right." He opened a locker and pulled out an assault rifle - illegal even in this place of business. "A 7.62 mm Fightin' Antearctan, sorry no ammo for the under grenade launcher, but the bullets put on a real show."
Santi- "That's really something."
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on May 30, 2014 22:18:16 GMT -8
"Lawdamimbo, she's a REAL beauty! Ya've made me so happy! This ain't gonna turn into a chicken bone on me! Gorgeous. Can I really take her for a spin? Oh gosh!" August was clearly dying with anticipation to hold the gun himself.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on May 30, 2014 22:40:51 GMT -8
Lawrence- "Alright, but it's two hundred to rent because of... rarity."
Terry- "We'll put out a haybail to shoot, but for an extra hundred we'll let you really make a mess. Gallon jugs of gelatin, dishes, ceramic plates, glasses..." Santi- "I don't know if that's a reasonable rate, but we'll take it."
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on May 30, 2014 23:57:42 GMT -8
August was practically dancing with excitement, it was like all his birthdays at once. If Santi were a girl he'd be smitten. "Ya have made me the happiest man ever, Santi. Happier than an echidna in an anthill! I could kiss ya! Oh boy! Hand her over boys, I'll treat her real nice. So what little peashooters do ya have for my mates here?"
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Post by Sir Milo Quartermass on May 31, 2014 16:09:31 GMT -8
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Jun 1, 2014 0:18:05 GMT -8
"Who me? I just want ya first time to be gentle, ya know? Not like a bee with a rocket."
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