[Shoshanna is seated at the table in her room, a small red clutch bag on the table in front of her. Scattered around the bag are a tube of lipstick (fire-engine red, of course), a compact mirror, and a set of keys. However, there's a bulge in the fabric of the bag which suggests that it's not empty in the least. She gazes into the camera for a
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Thank you, Aya. Have you made any headway with getting your newspaper printed again?
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[switches to private] I also wouldn't go flaunting it around, either. Might be legal here, but it's better to keep your weapons hidden until you need them.
[and have the unmistakable sound of a magazine being slammed back into a Browning, as John was just cleaning his own weapon]
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[He might be right, but she's not about to admit that. Her brow furrows as the sound from his end registers, the same sound her own gun had just made.]
Well. I feel safer now that it's back.
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Yes, that too.
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Oh, and the eyepatch, of course. ] They let you make requests, then? [ He chuckles. ] I wonder what sort of limits they impose on that. I highly doubt I could get my car, but... [ Maybe Haro? ]
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I was not able to make a request, no. My possessions were given back to me one by one, with the most dangerous item saved for last.
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That sounds like the gun the long-haired man not long ago was showing off. ...is it a gun?
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[Her expression is a cross between amusement and something harder, something undefinable.]
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