Renee's Gun Store

Tosh followed her inside, nomming on some cookies.

Tosh heard Renee working on the guns in the back. Hearing the clanking of the metal, and the sound of melding metal.

40 minutes later, Renee walked out from the back, wearing a basic piece of cloth over her chest.

"Gets hot back there" She said, wiping her brow. She layed two guns on the counter. One was a pistol with 3 barrels. It could hold only 9 bullets at one time, but was great for taking out enemies with a small amount of shots. It fired three bullets at one time. The gun was mostly black, the padding on it a midnight blue. A chain dangled on the bottem, showing a three headed dog.

The second gun she layed down was white, with a single, short barrel. This gun had a lighter blue padding, but still a dark color. The gun was small, but could hold up to 20 bullets at once. It was meant for quick access, made easy to hide, and fired bullets quickly. Reloading was done in a snap. It's chain showed a small lion.

"Cerberus and Leo." Renee stated, naming the guns.

The cookie Tosh nommed on fell from here mouth when she stared at the guns. Her eyes were wide at the design and mechanics behind them. "Wooooooow...." she said, still staring at the guns in pure awe.

Renee laughed.

"$345 for both. Excluding ammo"

Tosh opened up her money box and picked out some bills, handing them to Renee.

Renee took them and gave Tosh her guns.

"I hope you enjoy them ^^"

Tosh puts her new guns down and glomped her happily and full of vigor. "Thank you!" she exclaimed.

Renee fell over from Tosh's glomp and laughed.

"Just doing my job~"

Tosh smiled getting up. "Hey do you double gun holsters?" she asked.

"Oh, I forgot to bring them!"

Renee ran off, and came back with two gun holsters. One was black with flames streaking across it, and one was white, with what seemed to be clawmarks ripped into it. It was just well designed to look like that.

"Here you go ^^"

"Whooooooooa, So awesome! You're the best Renee!" Tosh said taking the holster and putting it on her, putting her new guns inside. "This is too cool~"

Renee wiggled her index finger.

"One who has fun with a job, does a better job"

"Haha exactly!" does said still aweing at the guns and holsters.

Renee spoke up.

"You still need ammo for them, though."

"Oh yeah..: Tosh remembered.

Renee smiled.

"How about you go here?"

Renee gave Tosh a slip with a address.

"I make quality bullets, so they're expensive. Go here, and you can get cheap bullets for less."

"Mkays!" Tosh put the slip into her pocket.

Renee waved and walked to the back of the store.

"Bye! Enjoy your purchase!"

[Old RP ended here. Starting new one]

Renee walked into her store. The moment she got to the back, she whipped out a pistol and began hitting things. HARD. She put a hole in a wall, broke a bedpost off of her bed, dented some really hard metal, then went put back and began to beat on a rock with her bare hands till they got all bloody. She quickly cleaned and bandaged them, taking her pills and drinking some tea.

Dwyrin walked into the store, more to look around at a new place than to actually buy anything. She was somewhat suprised at seeing a young-ish girl sitting behing the counter. Her eyes zeroed in on the girls bandaged hands - how could they not?? Her teacup was shaking as if in an earthquake.

"Do you need something for that??" she asked the girl, not bothering with the formalities of introducing oneself.

Renee's hands stopped shaking as she regained her senses. She heard someone talk to her.

"You mean my hands? Oh, no, their fine ^^ Won't be able to make new guns for awhile, but they'll live."

"You'll live?? Isn't this your business??"

She shrugged and turned away from the girl, not wanting to seem as if she was prying.

Renee smiled.

"Its only temporary. As soon as my hands are better, im gonna make alot more guns"

She grinned. "Oh yeah?? Are you picky about who you make them for??"

Even through the quick perusal of the room she had, it was obvious that these were quality firearms.

Renee looked at the woman.

"Not really. I refer to stay away from alchemy based guns. Other then that, even if I hate someone, if they pay the price, I'll make their gun. They try to use it agenst me, and I'll blow a hole through their head."