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nottrivial ([personal profile] nottrivial) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2013-12-13 10:59 am

Freedom Arms, Friday

It turned out that there were worse things than temporarily dying. Like standing outside a weapons store wearing a sign at his employer's request.

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He was also wearing a rather disgruntled facial expression, though Ron hadn't demanded that part.

It was chilly out, and really, what had Alec done to deserve this? He'd much rather take his chances with the psychos again.

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[identity profile] nomeatvirgin.livejournal.com 2013-12-13 10:16 am (UTC)(link)
Ron came into the store via the door connected to the upstairs apartment.

He frowned.

"I knew the image would be too frivolous," he said.

[identity profile] nomeatvirgin.livejournal.com 2013-12-13 10:31 am (UTC)(link)
"No," Ron said. He reached into the desk and took out another sheet of paper.

BUY OUR GUNS. THEY ARE BETTER. he scribbled on it.

Then he pasted it over the gun picture.

[identity profile] nomeatvirgin.livejournal.com 2013-12-13 11:28 am (UTC)(link)
"Excellent work, son," Ron said, stepping back. "Yes, this will do nicely."

[identity profile] nomeatvirgin.livejournal.com 2013-12-13 12:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"You may take a pause of no more than twenty minutes," Ron said. "You are welcome."

[identity profile] nomeatvirgin.livejournal.com 2013-12-13 01:02 pm (UTC)(link)
"If anyone asks, please inform them that our guns do not spit fire or acid or any other unnecessary additives," Ron said. "Pure American craftsmanship."

He nodded once. "I believe everything else is in order here," he said. "If you run into any trouble, there is a rifle in a panel on the back of your sign."