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[esoteric_rose]

[text]

I recall something about possible supplying of weapons to those who could not make their own being mentioned within the file I received on arrival. Anyone who might be able to help, please respond. I don't have much in the way of physical materials, but I'd owe you a massive favour.

[She thinks for a moment.]

Some sort of blade would be

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[daddys_hit_girl]

[Mindy's lying on her bed, communicator dangling idly from one hand. She's got a slightly more modern outfit on today, black and white striped tights with a shorter skirt, and for the hell of it she's wearing the wig from her Hit Girl outfit, because it matched. She hasn't bothered to cover up the scars on her face and neck with makeup today, and combined with her mismatched eyes, she's got a bit of a lazy, feral look that's only amplified by the little splatter of blood on her cheek. She gives Grell a little smile]

A friend of mine made me a really cool weapon a little while back, but she's not here anymore. [She turns the camera to show Grell one half of a double bladed naginata which is apparently stuck into the wall for some reason.]

There's another guy, Lili's dad.. he's got blacksmith stuff. Eddie.

[esoteric_rose]

[Oh, now that's gorgeous...really gorgeous, who cares why it's in the wall? It's just so cool! She laughs and quickly types a reply.]

Mr. Eddie Riggs? He responded-I hope he can help. I just need something easy to wield that might perhaps also be easy to conceal. Just as a precaution if some of these experiments turn nasty.

But that's a wonderful weapon you have there, regardless.

[daddys_hit_girl]

Rikku was really good at making things. It's enchanted, too, even if it doesn't do much besides make it look pretty. It heats up, which I guess makes it cut things a little better, but... [She shrugs]

I'd take it out of the wall, but it's kinda busy imapling things right now.

[She shows Grell the neatly impaled corpse of one of the scaley green gremlins]

I think the little furry thing found some of my food after midnight. I woke up to this guy trying to eat my foot.

Well I can help you with the conceal bit if you want. I've got a bunch of knives, if you want one of the extras you can have one. I like the butterfly knives best anyway, so I don't really need the combat knives or the funny triangle one from Temari...

[esoteric_rose]

Is that what Val was warning about? Suddenly I'm no longer envious of those who got one of them when they were cute and fluffy.

Would you really? Thank you! I'd owe you for that, haven't given much thought yet on how to hide anything in my usual clothes.

[daddys_hit_girl]

Apparently. Dumb things.

Oh. Well what you'd be looking for is one of these.

[She tugs up the sleeve on her left arm, showing a little black sheath on her bicep with one of the aforementioned butterfly knives tucked snugly into it]

Easy enough to make.

[esoteric_rose]

Ah yes, I do believe I've seen something like that before. Do you use buckles to keep yours fastened?

[daddys_hit_girl]

Velcro. [She pulls at it, showing Grell some of the hooks and fuzz of the velcro]

I got some from the weird space-western place.

[esoteric_rose]

Velcro... [She repeats the word slowly, marvelling at the way the two fabrics seemed to fit together. Simple, and yet such an elegant invention.] How strong is it?

[daddys_hit_girl]

[She straps it back on]

Not too strong. Enough that this doesn't fall off. Not so strong that you can't just pull it off whenever you want to.

Where... I mean, when are you from? What year, I mean?

[esoteric_rose]

[She hesitates, then speaks.]

1889. And you?

[daddys_hit_girl]

Oh.

Huh, um...

Two thousand ten.

....

That's cool.

[esoteric_rose]

[. . .]

Good to know the world will still last for at least that long. What with all the madmen declaring the end is coming every Tuesday.

[daddys_hit_girl]

They still do that, by the way. With big signs, and even more annoying if they're rich enough, national TV.

[esoteric_rose]

When you're really bored, try quoting their logic back at them, just switched around enough to be contrary. It drives them mental.