In the garage

[almostlikestud]

Even though not much is a worry for the pard anymore (besides themselves), Scud still plays with his weapons designs, still keeps his security systems updated. Several projects he never got a chance to work on remain, but a few of them are finished and lying on the bench in a row.

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[thewolf_inside]

Jason isn't playing with them, not at all. And no, he's not planning on taking that gun out for a test run with Carrie.

At least not without asking first.

That doesn't mean he won't sit down and polish it like Gabe does with his Maserati.

[almostlikestud]

"What d'ya think?" Scud bounces back into the garage from inside with an orange popsicle. If he added "huh? huh?" the puppy imitation would be complete.

[thewolf_inside]

Jason looks up, grinning and still petting the gun. "Can I take it out and play with it?"

[almostlikestud]

"Mmkay." No one can accuse Scud of being provocative with a popsicle. He does stick it in his mouth, but pushes it to the corner like a cigarette as he leans over to grab some more ammo. "Whas t'inking for.." Pause for popsicle removal! "... for the target?"

[thewolf_inside]

Giant orange cigar! Where's a match?

"Um, whatever Carrie wants to shoot? Maybe one of the shooting ranges outside of Vegas."

[almostlikestud]

Scud hmmns and wiggles the popsicle around thoughtfully in the air like it's a pencil.

"Yeah, maybe not a shootin' range, ya might get kicked out." He says, not without some pride. "An' not in the nexus, cause it's a Whistler design. The one chick might get kinda, I dunno, weird or whatever."

[thewolf_inside]

He hugs the gun, a dirty look on his face. "No. Mine. Silly bitch can't have it."

"Trans. I should go shoot up Trans!"

[almostlikestud]

He bounces on his feet again, and looks naughty. "Will Gabe get mad if I set off a UV bomb in there t'see who's a vampire and who isn't?"

[thewolf_inside]

"I doubt it." He grins and looks over at the shotgun. "We'll let him use that!"

[almostlikestud]

"Well that there sounds like a plan!" Scud sticks his melting popsicle back in his mouth so he can put on a pair of gloves and unload the silver stakes. He replaces them with wooden ones, and manages to juggle everything around his arms so he's holding shotgun, UV bomb, popsicle and gloves. That accomplished, he bounces up to Jason and gives him an orangy kiss. "Now, now?"

[thewolf_inside]

Jason makes a face, shudder. "Orange popsicles are nasty." He has to get the taste off and what better way than licking up the side of Scud's cheek.

"I'll go get Gabe!" He doesn't exactly run, but he does hurry from the garage.