[Oh. She watches as her uncle takes off and lands before her again, only letting her head wobble a little from the sudden shift in weight.
She gives a little smile, and looks over what she's collected so far.]
Okay. I don't think I can do anything as fancy as what we've got back at home. But I can probably fix something up.
[She moves to pick up a handful of weapons she had scrounged from the raiders. A variety of blades, maces, and axes in various states of repair. Along with pistols, rifles, and machine guns. She sets them down on a more free part of the table and gives them a look over.]
No scythe blades- Total shame. But we've got some stuff that I could probably make you something like what Professor Port uses- Or in that wheelhouse.
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She gives a little smile, and looks over what she's collected so far.]
Okay. I don't think I can do anything as fancy as what we've got back at home. But I can probably fix something up.
[She moves to pick up a handful of weapons she had scrounged from the raiders. A variety of blades, maces, and axes in various states of repair. Along with pistols, rifles, and machine guns. She sets them down on a more free part of the table and gives them a look over.]
No scythe blades- Total shame. But we've got some stuff that I could probably make you something like what Professor Port uses- Or in that wheelhouse.