Light flickers from the ceiling, the bulb briefly casting an ominous shadow throughout the room. Glancing around the bar, you notice it's a little cleaner compared to the drekhole earlier in the night, it actually look a lot cleaner. Alex must work his ass off dealing with this drek. Crash stumbles back, breaking his chair, falling on to his ass. Axle roars laughing "Already Omae?! Night's still young ya damn daisy eater" He stands clumsily, stumbling over to the retro looking jukebox near the back wall, changing the tune.
Andy nears the back exit, Axle and Crsh talking drek, making their way through their second bottle of scotch. He Leads you back down the familiar back hallway, paintings dotting the walls, You notice one painting tilted slightly, poorly covering a large crack in the concrete. Wonder what caused that? Surprisingly Andy stops at the door to his office. Grinning, he opens the door, revealing the same room as before, the now familiar lingering smell of cigars filling your senses. A massive metal chest sits in front of Andy's desk, gaining your full attention, the opening mechanism is facing away from you. Who the hell moved that in to Andy's office? Be a pain for a troll to shift. Drek it might need more than one. Walking in to the room behind the case you see Andy fumble with the lid for a few moments, before long you hear a click, watching the top open.
Cutting the end from yet another cigar, Andy lights up, smiling to you as as he looks down toward the cases contents. "Ahh, let's see, what he have here " he frowns, browsing the chests contents. You head the sound of metal on metal, He frowns, then laughs "Hah! Thought we run out of these. you see Andy casually reach in to the top of the case, grabbing, then tossing a grenade into the air, catching it before putting it back into the case."Ya won't be needed anythin like this, ya?" Andy says raising an eyebrow.
He motions you all to come have a look. "No way I be turning this thing round. To heavy, mon" You take turns shuffling around, checking the contents. Inside is a collection of small arms, ammunition and several grenades, neatly lining the interior, it also looks like several weapons are intended for a troll, the modifications obvious. Andy unclips the two latches from the case, unhinging the front and pulling it open. Multiple trays line the front, Andy slides one open, revealing a sniper rifle, neatly packaged. "There be an inventory. Check the ARO on the case. You buy what ya like, mon, though you know what I said bout gettin caught, ya? Don't be too flash, oh and no credit, well, cept that 3500 of couse, spend that no worries, mon. Andy laughs slightly before continuing "Once we sorted, you do your thing, dig?" he smiles "Oh and as I said before if ya be needin anything else, let me know, maybe I know someone."
ARO:
>>Gun Case: Inventory
>>Light Pistols:
>>Ares Light Fire 70
>>Spare clips: 6
>>Colt America L36
>>Spare clips: 4
>>Colt America L36
>>Spare clips: 5
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>>Heavy Pistols:
>>Browning Ultra-Power
>>Spare clips: 4
>>Ruger Super Warhawk
>>Spare clips: 4
>>Ruger Super Warhawk
>>Spare clips: 3
>>Ares Predator V
>>Mod: Troll sized weapon
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>>Machine Pistols:
>>Ares Crusader II
>>Spare clips: 4
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>>Grenades:
>>High Explosive
>>High Explosive
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>>Assault Rifle:
>>AK-97
>>Spare clips: 2
>>AK-97
>>Spare clips: 3
>>Sniper Rifle:
>>Remmington 950
>>Spare magazines: 2
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>>Shotgun:
>>Defiance T-250
>>Spare magazines: 5
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