Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20160716191324/@comment-5583506-20160717220403

(Was more referring to a specific gun store or something, but I assume that they exist.)

Skipping up to one of the stalls, Deaphanie curiously examined the weaponry laid out for display in a local gun shop.

"You already have a gun", pointed Ward out dryly. "Two even."

"A pistol and a sniper rifle, yeah", chirped Deaphanie. "Ain't seen anything like this though", she said and rested a rocket launcher over her shoulder, feeling its weight and trying its grip.

Ward just shook his head. "That's not your style, Deaph."

She sighed an humorously raised her eyebrows before putting the rocket launcher back. "I know it isn't. Though you've gotta break habits from time to time, you know?"

Ward shrugged. "Since when do you break habits?"

"You are right. Just ammo then, you big oaf."

Pestin admired his reflection in a crude, but polished armor hanging on the wall, running a black comb through his hair and coughed. "Yo, storekeep!" he called out to the owner. "You've got any shotgun shells?"