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titsi

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Deadeye Gun Range
A soft chuckle falls at that reaction, and he does hold it in a way to allow you to see it. He nods along with your assessment of it's marketability.

"I hadn't really planned on it. This is for me. At least for now." He'll hold still as you reach to grab your own rifle. He hadn't really planned on firing it with you and your weapon this close. He'd have taken his own station nearby, or waited till you moved. Whichever came first.

"I know, but it's just the reality." A glance to you, pausing. "I don't know that it'll be that easy.. but I suppose we could give it a shot."

You begin slotting rounds and he'd chuckle at that next bit, shrugging shoulders. "He may have been exaggerating about being able to get it, honestly. Unless he knows how to get a prototype.

Sí, agreed." Alejandro might keep this for himself, ultimately.

That you respond to his suggestion with that question gives him pause and has him looking your way a moment.

"If you think it'll be beneficial, then sure. Set it up."

He'll walk over to you where you're slotting the 6.8×51mm rounds into his spare mags and only accept it once you've got it fully stocked.

"Gracias."

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titsi

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Fenix Arsenal
"Yeah, I can believe that. They're kind of assholes that way."

The intense prejudice against Arasaka she was practically born into didn't go away once she learned more about the realities of the megacorps.

She listens, her head tilted slightly while she watches you assemble things.

"I know nothing about nomad culture. I'd love to learn, but doing it without putting myself in danger requires some luck in meeting the right people."

She gives you a bright smile. Adorable, almost. She's kept so much close to the vest since you met her that this sudden shift to insatiable curiosity must be jarring. But Dylan trusts you, and that makes you a safe person in her book too.

She laughs, shaking her head.

"I don't know. Impulsive thought that got past the usual social filters."

She grins and tracks the drone with her bright blue eyes when it takes flight and you confirm that it's putting off the right signal.

"I like learning stuff and making things and I always have. With... my background... I wasn't given a lot of opportunity to pursue it."

Fenix Arsenal
"Yeah, I can believe that. They're kind of assholes that way."

The intense prejudice against Arasaka she was practically born into didn't go away once she learned more about the realities of the megacorps.

She listens, her head tilted slightly while she watches you assemble things.

"I know nothing about nomad culture. I'd love to learn, but doing it without putting myself in danger requires some luck in meeting the right people."

She gives you a bright smile. Adorable, almost. She's kept so much close to the vest since you met her that this sudden shift to insatiable curiosity must be jarring. But Dylan trusts you, and that makes you a safe person in her book too.

She laughs, shaking her head.

"I don't know. Impulsive thought that got past the usual social filters."

She grins and tracks the drone with her bright blue eyes
when it takes flight and you confirm that it's putting off the right signal.

"I like learning stuff and making things and I always have. With... my background... I wasn't given a lot of opportunity to pursue it."

walks into the bar with some free time

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titsi

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Golly!

Room Name: Castle Dracula

Room Code: vladcstl@bwr

Additional Details: Please add the following description to View Castle Dracula: Behold, a proud and mighty bastion of power. Forever resilient to the passage and ravages of time. We are House Dracula, and we bid you welcome. Take heed of your heart's intent, or you will need to deal with consequence.

Please add the following description to view Formal Gardens: The most expansive of a trio of gardens, with pathways leading to Pentru Celestina (For Celestina) and Gradina Dracula (Count Dracula's Garden)

Please add the following new views with Romanian words and with descriptions as noted:

Incintei (Courtyard)

Balta (Bathing pool)

Podgorie (Vineyard) with this description: A beautiful and well kept vineyard where treasures of exquisite vintage have been pressed and preserved for centuries. Best known for Sarutul Noptii (Kiss Of The Night), 1450, commemorating the birth year of Prince Dumitru Vasile Dracula.

PentruCelestina (For Celestina) with this description: A beautiful and tranquil garden created centuries ago by Count Vlad Dracula. An everlasting testament to his eternal devotion to his beloved bride, Lady Celestina Targova Dracula.

Visele (Master Bedroom)

Could you please change the view list to read as follows:
Castle Dracula
Incintei
Vestibule
Great Hall
Throne Room
Parlor
Family Room
Library
Kitchen
Dining Room
Balta
Greenhouse
Podgorie
Formal Garden
Pentru Celestina
Gradina Dracula
Visele
Prima Vara
Vara
Toamna
Iarna
Sanctum

veronica is the designated room designer.

Thank you so very, very much!!

Example image link(s): The images have been uploaded and are named exactly as the view name.

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titsi

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sees the time and slips to the floor to try and rest

Deadeye Gun Range
"Bah gawd…" well, she looked at the new gun like it was a plot on a graph, somewhere on the risk/reward curve. The awkwardly muffled noise of their voices through the digital hearing protection like a grainy high-pass filter under the faint noise of other shooters firing downrange. "Way too hot to sell to some western Europeans, you know what I mean? We see a picture of that over at Rezekne and I can almost guarantee your army friend is gonna feel the heat. On your left."

Holly edged forward and collected her rifle to put back into her bag, as not to leave the station too cluttered and dangerous.

"…well that's one thing I hate to hear: 'beyond our control', even if it's true. I think step 1 if she makes contact is to try and guess what her ultimate goal is, and see if we can find a way she gets what she wants that circumvents whatever part she thinks she's gonna have us play."

Backing off from the station and to the loading table behind it, she started to slot the 277 fury rounds into some of your spare mags.

"…the scope even done being developed? No way the gangbangers and Famiglia types that buy your gear even want this shit. I'm used to customers who want volume of largely midpack metal that they're gonna hand out to their soldiers, and maybe some stupid gold-plated liberacé lookin'-ass AK or something for himself, not serious weaponry…"

Because some gripman with a snubnose scares a gas station worker into compliance just the same. Longarms like this with scopes and furniture, whenever that featured in the news it was for a different kind of crime altogether. A result that she continued to fear having a part in.

She considered what you spoke of last, some contingency with sea or air vehicles. "You want me to introduce you to my Mexican contact?"

Fenix Arsenal
"Ah. We usually stayed away from the coast growing up. Arasaka ships will open fire on anything that looks nomad if they see it." At least that's what he's heard.

He chuckles at you being thankful. Arms working, his own fingers splitting the ends for his microtools to extend so he can start stripping away unnecessary parts from the transponder.

"Let's see. Near the coast. Vandenberg. I think that's still Folk Nation territory? Some drinking water and a few songs in trade would've defused any problems." Echo's knowledge was outdated, but it was once vast regarding the desert nomad cultures.

His arms finish welding the last few components together before lifting the newly built aerial drone over his head and holding it above his multi-tool hands. So that he can slot the important parts of the transponder right into the underside.

"Apprentice? I don't know, I've never thought about it. What would that mean, exactly?"

Echo flips the drone on and his extra arms release it. Leaving it to hover silently about 5 feet above the floor. He checks the signal coming off of it. A-10. Perfect.

Yay...continued prayers for healing.

Of course!

thighs wide open
as she was told

street is very quiet
just a little movement in the dim light