Freedom Arms, Monday

Mar 17, 2014 16:25

Monday morning, Ron spent some time upstairs in the apartment enjoying large helpings of breakfast food. After consuming this food, he took a moment to discard the newspaper someone had once again left on his doorstep, fixed several lamps around the house, then descended down the stairs to open up the shop ( Read more... )

aeryn sun, gulch, ron swanson

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imnotgoodatnice March 17 2014, 17:24:06 UTC
Not that Aeryn had had to shoot anything since she'd been here (which to be honest, was a little disappointing), but she wasn't very comfortable with only the weaponry she had that could run out of charge, so she wandered into the shop.

She acknowledged the man behind the desk by seeing that he was there, and began looking around at what they had.

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nomeatvirgin March 17 2014, 17:28:37 UTC
Ron offered her the faintest of nods in return as a courtesy. One had to appreciate customers who understood that their role in this exchange was to find and purchase an item wished without causing any fuss.

Then he went back to his whittling.

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imnotgoodatnice March 17 2014, 17:42:20 UTC
She looked for a few moments, finally asking, "Pulse rifles. Do you have anything like that?"

Just in case he even knew what those were. A girl had to try.

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nomeatvirgin March 17 2014, 17:43:46 UTC
"I have rifles that shoot bullets," Ron told her.

Which should convey all the relevant information she was looking for, in his estimation.

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