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[nipplebelt]

[ There's a fzzzzt at the feed comes on, hologram screen taking a moment to adjust and focuses on a light-haired man prodding at the bracelet. ]

Well, what've we got here? [ He raises a brow, poking through the hologram, distorting the image, with what appears to be the end of a pistol. A pretty big one, at that. ] Hm.

[ With that, he plops down casually into a chair, rocking it immediately back on its hind two legs. ] As much as I love the thought of having an audience, it just isn't the same when we're separated by technology. [ He twirls the pistol back and forth on his forefinger, not seeming to be bothered at all by the fact it's nearly the size of his head. ] So, let's make this dance easy, shall we?

[ He stops playing with the gun, propping his feet up on a nearby end table console. ]

I'm not buyin' into all of this fairytale bull. Not gonna say this place couldn't do with a few good coats of paint, but I distinctly turn down offers of construction and interior design--way too boring. So let's talk money and maybe I'll reconsider.

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[nipplebelt]

[ He raises a brow and lifts right gun, Ivory, up to inspect her himself. ] M1911, .50 calibur colt--customized, of course. These babies are one of a kind.



(( OOC; and then I remembered how fucking gigantic those guns were, DERP. ))