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Makita is down in the bar. She's wearing her coat, her boots, and her hat. Those who know her will recognize the look on her face as the one she generally gets before she heads home for a bit. Those who don't know her may well recognize the fact that she doesn't normally walk around Milliways with forty pounds of guns, grenades, and ammunition.
She pauses at her usual table to go over her weapons one last time.
She pauses at her usual table to go over her weapons one last time.