Deadeye Gun Range
"That's right.." They were still being tested, but he's pretty sure they're rolling them out this year. The legit M4 carbine replacement for the military. "I just may..."

Said evasively, but he grins. "I just went through some old contacts of Diego's and I that we hadn't talked to in a long time. Turns out one of them went on to larger and more dangerous acquisitions .. so I called in a favor."

Alejandro won't mind the looks, though he's obviously not going to be answering any questions.

"Oh, a hundred percent." He appears to be in agreement, nodding along with you as we move to the interior. He'll do much of the same as you, readying for the onslaught of firing coming from within. He keeps his eyes on you so he doesn't miss anything you say accidentally.

"I do. But that's still beyond our control if she wants us to do something stupid or suicidal."

He shrugs, and opts to go to where you had likely been set up yourself, and you already know he's going to set your Mk47 aside so he can open the duffel and unveil that newest model Military rifle.

"I wanted to get the Fire Control Smart Scope too .. but I thought that might be too much to ask for right now. One thing at a time, you know?"

He starts putting it together, piece by piece. And while it wasn't necessarily taken completely apart, it does take him a little bit to carefully attach everything, including the Sig Sauer suppressor.

"Honestly..." He holds it up, looking down the sights and toward the ground of the range ahead of him. "... I want to have a boat or chopper ready to pick Lilou and I up within an hour should I need it for some reason. New documents, names. You know the drill..."

New identities.

presents itself

While I am here might as well check
the training tapes

Fenix Arsenal
He can neither mentally confirm nor deny that kind of self-satisfaction. But Echo is definitely lighter on his feet and appears well-rested right now.

"Yeah, it's hot as hell outside today." He should go back in time and punch his great-grandparents for ignoring climate change back when something could've been done about it.

With your signal, he uses his real hands (which are actually cyberware) to open the box. While his mechanical arms all bend backward to lay their weapons on the bench behind him.

"Hmmmmm." Echo pulls one transponder box out of the crate and has a look at it. His eyes turn black as his optics switch to Engineering Mode. Turning the older piece of tech over a few times. He notices some sand grains here and there.

"You get these from Edwards?" That's the ruin he usually delved into for aerial parts. "Did you run into any other nomads?"

They are fun. And right now, they're bending backward again. Moving the guns off the bench and pulling parts from various shelves and boxes to assemble a drone to hold the object in his hand.

Careful. I farted... Uh, a little. Like a squeaker, really. Not girly or nuttin... But you know, a sort of eeeeeeek kinda fart.
Anyway, easy on the inhaling toots.
Unless yer into that kinda thing.

relaxes in the booth
sipping my drink, swirling the ice around

Careful. I farted... Uh, a little. Lime a squeaker, really. Not girly or nuttin... But you know, a sort of eeeeeeek kinda fart.

Anyway, easy on the inhaling toots.
Unless yer into that kinda thing.

Stopping in to pick up some folders I left that were sent from
Qatar.. the Sheik there

Deadeye Gun Range
"You got your hands on a legit Sig Spear mil variant? You have a military procurement connect that I don't know about?" Holly wanted to just unzip the bag right here in the parking lot to see if you were bullshitting her.

Rather than do something rude, though, she just kept walking alongside you. The shop up front offered a passive look but didn't make much of a bigger deal about it, like seeing Holly around was not even noteworthy and neither were you, like if some cops came by then Budd up by the counter could feasibly say he doesn't remember who came 'round, and oops all the surveillance data got corrupted, bad luck.

The second that rifle got into view, though, some of the lookyloos around the range might take note, mostly out of curiosity.

"…even then, I have to imagine she knows plenty of others who can do her dirty work. I don't like any line of logic that comes from Vargas that ends up with 'Alejandro and Holly need to do this job'…" her pace slowed a bit as they got to the ready room just before the range, where she lifted her hearing protection up and activated the filters. The attenuated pops even past the insulated walls interrupted the voice filters as she continued.

"…not much planning, as far as I can sense. My best maneuver with her is to make sure we represent a far greater value succeeding and continuing to be available for her, so she doesn't feel tempted to burn the ticket, nahmean?" The station that Holly left to go meet you at the parking lot remained untouched, the unloaded and safed Mk47 resting on its side but with plenty of room for you to push that aside and get your rifle set up.

"…why, did you have something in mind for a plan-in-case?"

*poof*

sips my drink
thinking that as much as it's late, there may be some other patrons around at some point, given it's Saturday night

The sleens were released to patrol the perimeter during the night

you too....hot stuff...kissss

kiss kiss.....lovely to see as always

gaze roaming the place
wondering if I'll encounter a starlet or wannabe starlet who is ripe for exploitation

Fenix Arsenal
"Glad to hear it."

Oh, is it THAT kind of self-satisfied? The kind that makes even a hardass like Dylan smile?

"Doing all right, now that I'm back in the air conditioning."

She would never make it out there as a nomad, not without a lot of adaptation. Which she knows she could manage, but she likes her city life conveniences. Feel free to laugh at her.

She pulls the crate behind her into the more secure section, and gestures to you to have at it. She could probably do something with them with enough time, but they don't have that right now. So they're all yours.

"Good. There are a few from both the A-10s and the F-35s, and they're legit. So that should buy us the redirection we need."

She eyes your extra arms again with curiosity.

"Those look like fun."

so nice to see you....... thank you for the kisses.....*wink*

it's ok.... see you soon, i hope

new boobs......loving them.....

so sorry rti