Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20190330040916/@comment-3293219-20190401185726

Denis was far more interested in the ammo, than the weapons. He grabbed two plasma, two pulse and two frag grenades for the journey and tucked them into his pockets before removing his duster and putting combat armour over his clothing and putting the duster back on.

"Hey, Denis?" Naomi asked, stepping into the room.

"Mind leaving the duster here? I was hoping to make some modifications for it and it'll take me a few hours. I could make that thing combat armour for you, if you like."

Denis raised an eyebrow and nodded, that seemed fair enough... He passed it to her before swapping the elbow pads for miltary'esque arm guards.

"Alright." Denis shrugged, pulling the latch back on the Terrible Shotgun. He then noticed Willy's predicament and approached him, waiting to see what was going on.