Blood Gulch Arms - Monday (NFB)

[freelancerchick.livejournal.com]

Tex is glad Parent's Weekend is over. She's a bit disappointed that no one took her up on the super saver deal. It could have been fun, but people on this island seem to be too much in the business of not hurting other people. She went down to the Halloween party last evening, but people panicking over ghosts had become boring very fast.

She opens up the shop, the gas mask sign is still hanging on the door.

Special offer: gas mask and goggles
Price: $46
Students: $37


((Shop lay out and supplies can be found here.))

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[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

After classes and study hall, John enters Tex's shop.

"Hey!" He figures go for cheer and she might not kill him today.

[freelancerchick.livejournal.com]

"Good to see you came without those pants," Tex remarks dryly as she leans her elbows onto the counter.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Yeah," John grumbles. "I lost a bet."

[freelancerchick.livejournal.com]

"Of course you did," Tex says lightly, although it's not really clear if she believes him or not. "Anyway, I got the goods. I take it you want to try them out first?"

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Uh, I guess. I'm not really a gun person so I don't wanna damage anything." John frowns at her. "That all right?"

[freelancerchick.livejournal.com]

Tex shrugs. "You can buy on sight if you want. It's not like I care as long as you pay me."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Okay. Can I see them?"

[freelancerchick.livejournal.com]

Tex nodded and lifted the side of the counter. "Come on through."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John walks through the open lift and waits for Tex to lead the way.

[freelancerchick.livejournal.com]

Tex lets the lift fall down behind him and then moves towards the armoured door. She hits the panel beside it, entering a code and then mumbles something that sounds suspiciously like 'fuckberries'. The door slides open and she motions for John to enter first.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John enters slowly, making sure not to touch anything. He stops when he's in the room.

[freelancerchick.livejournal.com]

Tex follows him inside and the door shuts right behind her. It's like a library inside, only there's racks of weapons. She nudges him forward as the rack with Peacekeeper weapons are at the end of the room. If he were to look to his right, though, he'd probably see Aeryn's own pulse rifle lying safely in one of the other racks.

"I managed to get hold of two weapons from her world. The rifle and the pistol," Tex explains.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John is almost gleeful. He can just imagine her face she sees these, can just imagine her reaction.

"God, that's amazing. I'll take them both, no matter the price."

[freelancerchick.livejournal.com]

"You've really never heard of bartering, have you?" Tex shook her head and moved to the rack. She first pulled out one of the pulse pistols (http://www.starshipmodeler.com/other/mm_pulse_Finished.jpg) and held it out for John to see.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John's eyes widen at the pulse rifle. "That...looks deadly. She'll love it. I am so naming it before I give it to her."

[freelancerchick.livejournal.com]

"It's a pistol, golden boy, of course it's deadly." Tex smirks and takes the rifle (http://www.yourprops.com/image.php?id=4299c68276774) out of the rack for him to see.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Whoa." John looks the rifle up and down. "This is what she shoots, huh? Looks powerful. She'll love it."

[freelancerchick.livejournal.com]

"You wanna try it or what?" Tex asks, she sure as hell has had her own fun trying the new weapons for herself.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"I've never shot something like this before," John admits. "I guess I can try..."

[freelancerchick.livejournal.com]

"Don't they teach you anything at that school?" Tex shakes her head and moves to the door right behind John. She hits the panel with the nuzzle and it slides open.

The room she's in now is completely bare except for the targets at the end of it. It's clear that she's been using them reguraly, though, as the targets are getting blackened.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John slips into the room behind her. "I'm just not a gun guy. I let Aeryn do that stuff. I like other things better then shooting stuff."

[freelancerchick.livejournal.com]

"Don't be a whuss," Tex rolls her eyes. She puts the pistol aside and fires the pulse rifle.

"There, see? It's easy." She says as she pushes it into John's hands.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John stumbles back a bit and juggles the weapon.

"Just aim and fire?" John finds what he hopes is the trigger, aims and fires. He completely misses the target and blackens the wall.

[freelancerchick.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, don't quit school." Tex says dryly as he misses the target. "I don't think you're going to go pro any time soon."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John grimaces and hands the weapon back to Tex. "I told you. Aeryn's the shooter in our relationship. But this is what she wants. I want to give them to her."

[freelancerchick.livejournal.com]

"Sure, and I want to sell them to you." Tex sounds actually cheerful as she moves back into the other room. "2000 for the two of them and let Aeryn know that I found a Chaken oil supplier."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"You take credit?" John asks and takes out his wallet.

[freelancerchick.livejournal.com]

"Yes, but in the shop." Tex says as she puts the weapons back in the rack and pulls out a case. She takes two unused ones and safely puts them inside the case.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Thanks." John heads into the shop before her and waits with his credit card.

[freelancerchick.livejournal.com]

Tex joins him in the shop, putting the case down in front of John. She wordlessly takes his credit card and handles the payment before putting it back on the case. "Remind her that I still have her other rifle?"

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"I will. Thanks for your help, Tex. I appreciate it."

[freelancerchick.livejournal.com]

Tex nods, "Happy to take your money. Did you see about that other gun that needs fixing?"

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John shakes his head. "Haven't had much time. Things were crazy this weekend. Should settle down this week and I can see about it."

[freelancerchick.livejournal.com]

"You know where to find me," Tex says simply with a nod.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John takes the case and smiles and nods. "Thanks!"

[freelancerchick.livejournal.com]

"Sure. Now get out of here," Tex smirks.