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Post by Sirhaan on Dec 12, 2018 19:37:09 GMT -5
Her smile returns, “Good to know, though I’m not too worried. Most stay away from me anyways, I haven’t encountered much trouble yet.” She sways her tails as she looks at the passerby’s, “Speaking of which, why didn’t you just walk away? I understand you said seeing people go hungry upsets you, but other than that there was little to no reason for you to approach me like you did.”
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Post by Draig ᚦᛖ᛫ᚷᚱᛁᛗ on Dec 12, 2018 19:43:48 GMT -5
Draig takes a bite out of the food as he ponder's why he did what he did in the first place. He turns his glowing blue eyes down to No-names and shrugs. "Couldn't say. Just did it on a whim really. I do what I want when I want, more or less. Part of why people find me unsettling at times apparently." It's at this time a sickly looking bird cries out over head. Draig, without looking towards the bird, lifts his gun and blasts it out of the air in a flash of blue light and takes another bite out of the sausage biscuit.
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Post by Sirhaan on Dec 12, 2018 19:49:16 GMT -5
She watches as the bird falls, “Well, thank you.” She takes a bite of her food, thinking.
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Post by Draig ᚦᛖ᛫ᚷᚱᛁᛗ on Dec 12, 2018 20:04:10 GMT -5
Draig nods and quickly scarfs down the rest of his food. "Hey No-name, you said you are a Shifter of some kind right? Do you got some kinda weapon? It would be for the best if you did. Hell since you are typically in this form you may want to get some kinda computerized gun saddle or some special energy blades made up for your front legs. Something, anything."
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Post by Sirhaan on Dec 12, 2018 20:27:06 GMT -5
She nods before standing and changing into her human-like form. Mostly looking like her more canine form minus three eyes. She keeps her ears, tails, and wing. “I usually don’t go in this form, but as I said I’m not bothered much. I’m not completely insane, I do have a weapon. It’s just at home.”
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Post by Draig ᚦᛖ᛫ᚷᚱᛁᛗ on Dec 12, 2018 20:37:27 GMT -5
Draig can't help but to chuckle a bit. "AAaanndd what would happen if some one were to bother you and you couldn't get away? What happens if you do have it but don't have time to swap forms and draw it? Hun you may wanna really consider upgrading your gear. Especially since as you said trouble is your middle name. Stealing is pretty minor yeah, but people here are just as happy to shoot a minor thief as they are a blood thirsty bastard."
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Post by Sirhaan on Dec 12, 2018 20:44:54 GMT -5
She thinks about the statement for a second, “True, but I’m not entirely helpless without a weapon. I was banished for it last time though.” She looked down, “Where would I even get it? Let alone be able to afford something like that.”
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Post by Draig ᚦᛖ᛫ᚷᚱᛁᛗ on Dec 12, 2018 20:48:59 GMT -5
Draig stands and brushes the crumbs off himself. "Let's just say I know of a person who specializes in weapons. Have you anything you're particularly good at? She may be willing to trade a favor for a favor. For instance, people good with magic are ALWAYS needed in work shops."
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Post by Sirhaan on Dec 12, 2018 20:58:26 GMT -5
“Well, I can only perform one ‘magic’ but I can do other things aside from that.” She sways her tails on the ground. “What kind of work?”
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Post by Draig ᚦᛖ᛫ᚷᚱᛁᛗ on Dec 12, 2018 21:06:17 GMT -5
Draig shrugs "I dunno, she makes and sells weapons at the very least so anything that can.... Wait. You're not from around here. Hmmm... Alright, she may agree to outfit you in exchange for you answering some questions for her. It'd probably be best to just go talk to her though, rather than having me sit here theorizing about potential solutions. I'm not the smartest guy ever either sooo yeah." Draig turns and takes a few steps before looking back to make sure No-name is following. As Draig leads them down a few turns, the sound of machinery grows. A sign above and to the right reads "Eva's Gun's For Hire". It's at this point Draig clears his throat and leans over to whisper in No-names ear. "By the way, the name is a play on words. It's a weapon shop but its rumored the owner Eva may be even more deadly then the weapons she sells."
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Post by Sirhaan on Dec 12, 2018 21:19:46 GMT -5
She scoffs, “Oh, yeah. Thanks for telling me.” She whispers back at the only slightly less towering form of him.
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Post by Draig ᚦᛖ᛫ᚷᚱᛁᛗ on Dec 12, 2018 21:36:17 GMT -5
Draig smirks and states with a snort "Well I guess we better not piss her off huh? Shes a pretty reasonable person, though a bit reserved. Come we are almost there." Draig rights himself and ducks under the sign before stepping into a little ally to the right and then passes through a door and ensures No-name follows. Once inside an electronic chime sounds off, causing the now visible Eva whom is currently using a lathe to gesture for them to wait a moment. She then powers down the machinery which dies with a sad humm and removes her gloves. As she makes her way towards the pair she pulls the goggles down and gives a light smile and merely says "Hello."
Draig gives a light bow of his head as he greets her. "Eva. I'm not sure if you know of me but I am Draig and this here is my friend. She could use some weapons befitting her typical stature. Sure she's a shifter and could stay humanoid but that's not what she does so we come to you seeking a solution."
Eva says softly "It is expensive but will be done." Her eyes dart to No-name and back to Draig. "Payment first, then I make the weapon. 8000 Credits. No less. Or.... A favor, or a task. Depends on what you two can do." She then casts her brown eyes back down and looks to No-name for an answer.
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Post by Sirhaan on Dec 12, 2018 22:02:26 GMT -5
No-Name merely stares back at her, not knowing how to reply, “Hi?” She states, puzzled.
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Post by Draig ᚦᛖ᛫ᚷᚱᛁᛗ on Dec 12, 2018 22:06:04 GMT -5
Eva raises an eyebrow and crosses her arms in front of her. "You must pay for the item in some way. Credits. A favor. Or a task. A task can be answering questions if you're from afar. Specifically about your technology. Do we have a deal?"
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Post by Sirhaan on Dec 12, 2018 22:47:06 GMT -5
“Well, I don’t have enough credits, but yeah, deal.” She returns back to her usual happy self.
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