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Post by The Stranger on Aug 22, 2012 17:06:15 GMT -5
The man took out a sleek looking black machine pistol and laid it on the counter. "I've got optional 100 round magazines. And with that baby, you'll empty the magazine in about four seconds."
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Post by Marie on Aug 22, 2012 17:15:02 GMT -5
"That's cool," she said. "Um...how much?"
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 22, 2012 17:24:53 GMT -5
"Six hundred? and another fifty for each magazine, and fifty for each box of a hundred rounds?'
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Post by Marie on Aug 22, 2012 17:36:12 GMT -5
"That's a bit much. I'm not sure I can afford that."
She tried to work out how long they had been talking.
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 22, 2012 17:36:49 GMT -5
At about that time she saw the door behind the counter open behind Bucky, and saw Rebar standing there.
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Post by Marie on Aug 22, 2012 17:48:14 GMT -5
She raised an eyebrow at him and waited a moment to see what he would do next.
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 23, 2012 12:17:39 GMT -5
He raised a pistol and shot Bucky in the back of the head. Blood and brain matter sprayed across Morrigen's face, as the gun store owner grumbled to the ground.
"C'mon," Rebar said, throwing a large black duffel bag at her,"Start gathering up product."
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Post by Marie on Aug 23, 2012 12:47:50 GMT -5
She caught the bag in one hand and wiped her face clean with another. Then she grabbed stock and started stuffing them in the back. She was shocked by the callous murder but this was no time for hesitation.
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 23, 2012 12:57:31 GMT -5
When the bag was as full the brim with guns, magazines and bullets as Morrigen could manage, Rebar led her to the back, where the rest of the gang had already cracked the large gunsafes and was loading up sleek black assault rifles and boxes of ammunition.
"This is gonna be a good haul." Rebar said, mostly to himself.
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Post by Marie on Aug 23, 2012 13:15:21 GMT -5
"So now what?" Morrigan asked. "You get the box?"
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 23, 2012 13:16:38 GMT -5
"What?" Rebar replied, as his men began to exit through a backdoor which had been physically removed by a welding torch.
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Post by Marie on Aug 23, 2012 13:29:55 GMT -5
"The thing you were looking for," she said. "Did you find it?"
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 23, 2012 13:39:50 GMT -5
"I was looking for his stash," Rebar replied, "What the hell did you think this was?"
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Post by Marie on Aug 23, 2012 13:45:05 GMT -5
"Oh. I thought you were looking for a parcel," she said. "It doesn't matter."
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 23, 2012 14:06:38 GMT -5
"Anyway, You did good work. If you see a piece you particularly like, go ahead and grab it," He said.
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