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“We both woke up today, not a bad start, ay mate?”
The weapons expert was looking at the other, she’s pretty certain she has never seen this one in her life. But could pick up on the vibe that was being exhibited.
“What’s up with you?”
“We both woke up today, not a bad start, ay mate?”
The weapons expert was looking at the other, she’s pretty certain she has never seen this one in her life. But could pick up on the vibe that was being exhibited.
“What’s up with you?”
“Well aren’t you a small little plonker? Run along, I’m not exactly the friendliest with kids.”
That’s the weapon smith’s way of warning the kid, due to her having a potty mouth. Alongside with none childish friendly actions.
“Well aren’t you a small little plonker? Run along, I’m not exactly the friendliest with kids.”
That’s the weapon smith’s way of warning the kid, due to her having a potty mouth. Alongside with none childish friendly actions.
“You look like you’ve seen a good fight. What’s your name, mate? Don’t think Sheila and I ever met you.”
She gave him a curious look, though it didn’t linger as some bubblegum popped from her mouth.
“You look like you’ve seen a good fight. What’s your name, mate? Don’t think Sheila and I ever met you.”
She gave him a curious look, though it didn’t linger as some bubblegum popped from her mouth.
“What you’re wearing is enough to get you around. But if you really want to utilize everything you’ve got, it needs a Rampart on it.”
She’s referring to her logo, more specifically a custom design she can make. Course it’s not without a cost.
“What you’re wearing is enough to get you around. But if you really want to utilize everything you’ve got, it needs a Rampart on it.”
She’s referring to her logo, more specifically a custom design she can make. Course it’s not without a cost.
“What’s that trash you’re wearing mate? Better than seeing that bloody midriff.”
As always, her eyes scan the kind of outfit this other individual is wearing. Poking at it, albeit not being hostile.
“What’s that trash you’re wearing mate? Better than seeing that bloody midriff.”
As always, her eyes scan the kind of outfit this other individual is wearing. Poking at it, albeit not being hostile.