"Hey. Chuck. This way." There's the little stand that sells softs, but he ain't interested in that. No, once he catches up with her he takes her by the hand and steers her toward the weapon shop. He could go ahead and explain that the bangles are armor, but if she wants to see 'em just like pretty jewelry, that's okay by him.
"Pick somethin' you like."
Sky's the limit. Shit, she could get the friggin' bazooka if she wants. He don't care.
"As long as we can fit it on the helicopter to get it back home."
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Date: 2009-04-12 06:54 am (UTC)"Pick somethin' you like."
Sky's the limit. Shit, she could get the friggin' bazooka if she wants. He don't care.
"As long as we can fit it on the helicopter to get it back home."