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fandomtownies2011-03-07 09:56 am
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Wellspring Arms & Meditation Center, Monday
With Ino gone, the shop was now... empty. For most of the week.
Cable wasn't too bothered: he had enough overseas accounts to sustain himself for decades if need be. But it did mean quiet, and an opportunity for other arms dealers to try and make their way onto the island, so: here he was again, hanging the HELP WANTED sign on the door.
He'd left Jan upstairs this time, watching cartoons. Finding AIM on the island on Saturday hadn't been a pleasant surprise. It meant security had to go up. Which meant: checking all their stocks again, reprogramming some of the turrets, and just generally keeping an eye out for who might come in - or near - the shop.
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Cable wasn't too bothered: he had enough overseas accounts to sustain himself for decades if need be. But it did mean quiet, and an opportunity for other arms dealers to try and make their way onto the island, so: here he was again, hanging the HELP WANTED sign on the door.
He'd left Jan upstairs this time, watching cartoons. Finding AIM on the island on Saturday hadn't been a pleasant surprise. It meant security had to go up. Which meant: checking all their stocks again, reprogramming some of the turrets, and just generally keeping an eye out for who might come in - or near - the shop.
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