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9/26/2020 4:34:39 PM
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[i]Cobalt walks in, snaps a couple finger guns, and walks up to the bar.[/i]
“What’s the print for?”
English
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Blaze quickly rolls it up. “Nonya business!” He laughs.
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“Sure. We all need privacy. I am curious, though.”
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“You’ll find out next week! It’s for that Offtoberfest thing.”
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“Oh yeah, forgot about that. I should make a pawn shop.”
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“Why a pawn shop?”
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Edited by CrazyCobaltMan: 9/26/2020 8:32:29 PM“So travelers from far and wide can sell me their loot that they don’t need. And so I can resell it for inflated prices.”
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Blaze grins. “Smart.”
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“Definitely. I am running a little low on ammo, so I had to make money somehow.”
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He nods. “Yeah, ammo isn’t always cheap.....” He closes his eyes and holds his chin, like he’s remembering something
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“Got something on your mind?”
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“Yeah....just have seen what ammo prices are on other planets.”
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“Mhm. Probably should figure out a replication system for them.”
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Blaze nods. “That would be helpful.”
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“Anyway, what’s up with you Fox?”
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“Oh. I’m fine.” She says bluntly.
