Freedom Arms | Saturday

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Bellamy was not pint sized and he was glad for that. He had, however, noticed the multitude of tiny people wandering around so he'd prepared accordingly.

By locking the front door of the store.

The sign still read open but he wasn't about to have some tiny kid wander in and get their hands on a firearm. He was reckless but he also had a little sister and he didn't want anything to happen to anyone that small.

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[good_for_six]

That was pretty good plan, Bellamy.

Well, except that Naishe's mama had taught her that locks were opportunities, so you now had an eight year old Rivaini trying to pick that locked front door.

[notgetkilled]

Bellamy wasn't oblivious and he was sitting at the counter so it wasn't too hard to hear that something was going on at the front of the store. Bellamy got up and strolled over to the front door, crossing his arms and waiting to see if whoever was trying to come in would have success.

[good_for_six]

This would be going a lot easier if it were a proper lock like mama let her practice on, but it was still a lock and Naishe could hear tumblers clicking as she moved her picks.

It was just getting them all to click at once that was giving her trouble.

[notgetkilled]

Whoever was out there trying to pick the lock, they were certainly determined. Bellamy leaned against the wall near the door and waited quietly. He could have just put a foot against the door to keep the person out but this was more fun.

[good_for_six]

After longer than she cared to admit (she might be young, but she had her pride), Naishe heard the sweet, sweet sound of a lock opening, and pushed open the door,

She wondered what kind of store this even was, must be important to have that much glass.

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"The door was locked for a reason," Bellamy said, staring down at the small child who'd just come inside the store. "You could have just knocked."

[good_for_six]

Naishe shrugged and smiled up at him. "You need a better lock," she said without missing a beat. "Anyone could get in."

And knocking would have been less fun.

[notgetkilled]

"It's not my lock," Bellamy said, smiling down at the little kid. "If a door's locked, that typically means they don't want anyone coming in. That's rude."

[good_for_six]

Naishe didn't particularly care about being seen as rude, she had manners when it counted. "It's a challenge," she said, still smiling.

[notgetkilled]

"Well, you picked the lock but you're not coming in this store," Bellamy told her. "Too dangerous for tiny children."

[good_for_six]

"I'm not tiny." She was eight, and the only reason she'd been surprised when waking up alone this morning was that it'd been on a ship instead of in a tavern. "You're just tall."

[notgetkilled]

Bellamy shrugged, smirking down at her.

"You look pretty tiny to me," said Bellamy, amused. "Point stands that you're not coming into this store. It's way too dangerous. I'm not gonna be arrested for letting you in here."

[good_for_six]

Naishe rolled her eyes at him. "Everyone knows the guard don't arrest people for that."

Of course, her mama regularly took her places where the guard barely bothered arresting criminals.

[notgetkilled]

"Here, they do," Bellamy said, shrugging. "They're a little trigger happy. I'd rather not take my chances so why don't you go get some ice cream or something?"

[good_for_six]

"What's that?" Naishe asked, tilting her head.

[notgetkilled]

"You've never had ice cream?" Bellamy asked, raising an eyebrow. "At all? Ever?"

[good_for_six]

"Would I be asking what it was if I had?" When she faked ignorance, it was much more charming and likely to deflect suspicion.

[notgetkilled]

"It's a cold sweet food," Bellamy told her. "You'll like it. It's a much better place to hang out than this store. Go run along and let me work. You're not getting in this store, little one."

[good_for_six]

That definitely sounded intriguing but Bellamy was making getting into this store a challenge, which would be why she was trying to duck past him.

[notgetkilled]

"No," Bellamy said, blocking her with one arm and giving her a light push backwards. "No, you stay out there. Don't try that again."

[good_for_six]

"Fine."

She'd just try and climb over him instead.

[notgetkilled]

Bellamy grabbed her around the middle and shouldered the door open so he could deposit her outside on the sidewalk.

"No. You're not going in and that's that. Go get some ice cream, kid."

[good_for_six]

Which would be when Naishe tried to kick him in the shins...she'd probably feel bad about that come Monday. Probably.

[notgetkilled]

While that stung and made Bellamy yelp, he still didn't let her in the door. He blocked the whole entrance with his body and glared down at her.

"Look, either you go now or I call the cops and let them take you wherever they want," he said irritably. "This isn't a store I'm gonna let you in. It's too dangerous and it's not for you. Go."

[good_for_six]

Naishe crossed her arms and glared back. "You're an arse."

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"Yeah, you're not the first person who's told me that," Bellamy said, shrugging. "It's for your own protection. Run along, kid. Run along. Go get some ice cream."