[Vignette] 27.08.07

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Windsor Weapons, Ezra
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The interior of this room, is something to cause awe in even the oldest of settlers. This is mainly cause, no matter how old they may be, they feel young against the oak counter and the weapon lockers complete with glass fronts and steel gratings. The same counts for the fellow behind it, he looks like an ancient, a tree grown in this place and weathered by ages. The room is actually rather small if you are a customer, most taken away by gigantic sales counter with the old cash box on it. The windows to the outside are laden with dirt and dust, dimming the light in the room to level far lower then outside. A single light bulb hangs from a slowly turning ceiling mounted fan. A door behind the counter leads somewhere else, and the only other exist is Out onto the Public Market
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Morgaine looks over the items here, "I see several things I want but I can't afford them yet."


Peeper doesn't seem inclined to get to close. She just peers at the displays from a few feet back.


Saienne is looking a little idly at the racks of guns and cabinets of ammunition. "Me an' all, Morgaine." She says, her hands in her pockets. She rocks back on her heels. "I expect I should step into the cargo office an' pick our next assignment." She leans in close to peer at a rifle with a fine walnut stock. "Seems every time I try for Persephone, somethin' comes along to turn us around." She smiles lop-sidedly. "Mayhap this time we'll get lucky."


Peeper hmms and says quietly,"I'm gonna see what else is around. I'm not much into guns and stuff."


Morgaine smiles, "it is good to have arms at need. I have my pistol but my heavier armored coat had to be sold."