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originally posted in:The Roleplay League
9/21/2015 3:38:53 PM
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"The Baltic Wasteland, lust past the border of Old Russia. I'm searching for a weapon that is rumored to be in that region." Her expression grows somber, knowing that the weapon she speaks of is banned to be used in the presence of the light.
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"What's it called?"
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"The Red Spectre, the Auto Rifle that was later bastardized into the Pulse Rifle known as Red Death. Legend holds it's still out there."
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"You mean this thing?" He pulled out a Red Death, branded with New Monarchy colors.
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"No, unfortunately. If it were, I'd pay anything to own it." She lets a brief sigh escape, looking down towards her feet.
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"The Red Spectre doesn't exist, unfortunately. I mean, who would keep a downgraded version of a weapon? The Red Death is as close as you'll get to it."
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"Maybe so for you, but I'm a collector." She grins and tugs at the side of her cape, somewhat agitated by it.
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"I could probably make one, but it'd take a while."
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"Worry not my friend, I will find one eventually." She chuckles and grabs her knife from her belt, twirling it on her index finger.
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"I wish you luck then."
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"Thank you, and don't be afraid to tag along once in a while. I wouldn't mind the extra bit of help." She bows her head, and stands attention, not letting the shivers get to her.
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"Where you heading off to?"
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"As for now, the Dreadnaught. However, I'm not too sure what comes after. You in?"
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"Sure."
