Fifth shot [Recorded loudly]

[eatshootsnleves]

 Alright, folks. This is your local arsenal speaking. We're opening up the armory.

Red, I'm sorry. People are dying - we have to do this. We'll recoup losses later.

If you need arrows, projectiles, bladed weapons of any kind! Tell me where you are, what you use, and how urgent. Make your way to the west side of the market district if you can. Stock's

Comments

[tightpantsrawr]

Always so generous, Harper.

[eatshootsnleves]

I'm still not making you a gun, Elliot.

[tightpantsrawr]

Breaking my heart.

[eatshootsnleves]

Another bad habit of mine. You wouldn't happen to have any silver, would you?

[tightpantsrawr]

Duly noted. And what, do I look like the kinda guy to wear a silver - anything? No, I don't have any silver.

[eatshootsnleves]

Worth a shot. Be a peach and pick me up a couple clips, willya?

[tightpantsrawr]

Tch, fine, since you're too lazy to get them yourself.

[eatshootsnleves]

Thanks honey. We're also out of milk.

[tightpantsrawr]

That was rat poison, remember, schnookums?

[eatshootsnleves]

A common mistake.

[Absently said. Faintly, there is shattering glass, and the low, solid kachunk of crossbow fire.]

[deals_death]

...I have silver bullets too.

[eatshootsnleves]

Your generosity knows no bounds.