Freedom Arms | Tuesday

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York was sitting behind the counter of the store, feet propped up on the counter. He had brought the small TV down from his apartment upstairs and was watching daytime soaps. He had no idea what was going on but he was completely invested.

[No OCD and I'm gonna be afk/slow as hell until 8 EST but if you're okay with that ping away, otherwise mod your service]

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"What are you even watching?" Wash stuck to classy daytime television. Like HGTV.

[no-i-in-york.livejournal.com]

"Days." Yeah it had a nickname now.

[worstofalltime.livejournal.com]

York, no.

"Days."

[no-i-in-york.livejournal.com]

"Of our Lives." You knew the one, Wash. Don't act like you didn't know.

[worstofalltime.livejournal.com]

Wash sighed because yes, yes he did. "Is anything good happening in it?"

[no-i-in-york.livejournal.com]

"Looks like Stefano is up to no good again." As always!

[worstofalltime.livejournal.com]

"He's still alive?" Okay, safe to say he'd seen it once or twice.

[no-i-in-york.livejournal.com]

York gave Wash some side eye. With one eye. "And here I thought I was hearing judgement in your voice before."

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"I might have caught an episode or two," he replied defensively. While he was One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest-ing. "I wouldn't say I watched it regularly."

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"Sure." He in no way believed that. "What brings you here?"

[worstofalltime.livejournal.com]

"I need a reason to stop by?" Ammo. He wanted to buy ammo.

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York shrugged. "Figured you were maybe buying one of your cats a tiny gun."

[worstofalltime.livejournal.com]

"First of all, why would my cats need a gun?" That was why he was there. To shoot things that threatened his cats. "Second of all, you sell tiny cat sized guns?"

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"First of all, because you're the type of crazy cat person who would think their cats should be protected at all times," York said. "Second of all, there's a lot of weird stuff in the back that I didn't order."

[worstofalltime.livejournal.com]

...okay, that was just planning ahead, York. Planning ahead.

"I'm not crazy." That was important to establish. "But I would like to see these tiny guns."

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York lifted his eyebrows. "Are you seriously going to buy your cats a gun?"

[worstofalltime.livejournal.com]

"York, they don't have opposable thumbs."

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"I don't think you have enough faith in your cats."

[worstofalltime.livejournal.com]

How dare you!

"Most of them have claws if they really wanted to commit homicide." In which case, Wash would just have to sleep in his armor. Again.

[no-i-in-york.livejournal.com]

"And how often do they use those claws on you?"

[worstofalltime.livejournal.com]

"Not... often. Look, are you going to show your paying customer the tiny guns or not?"

The paying part was debatable.

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York sighed, like it was so awful that he had to do his job. He got up from his seat and headed to the back for a moment. There was a whole lot of crap back there but he managed to find the tiny guns.

He brought them out and laid them on the counter. They were different colors and some were glittery. "I think whoever designed these meant for them to be in pet or kid portrait sessions...they just wanted them to be really realistic."

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Wash looked like he was struggling to not go 'oh my god they're so tiny!'. Because... oh my god, they were so tiny.

"They look like you could load them into a larger gun to shoot at people like bullets."

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"...that'd be pretty cool." Especially if they tiny guns could somehow shoot their own bullets.

[worstofalltime.livejournal.com]

"Better than a bouncing gun."