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The-Blades-slave:
Tanu listened to Al and walked inside grumbling
Risk my life for those phones and no one thanks me? Okay then.
He then walked up to the counter and said
Al since I lost my fire axe you mind giving my something of equal value or I should say fixing and then returning, preferably an item that was commonly used to light cigarettes back in the day.
Then nudging Als arm he said
Hint, it has a bear on it.
He then looked at Al awaiting a response.
Tickles:
That lighter? I gutted it, remember? The parts were still usable. And I didn't give you the fireaxe, you found it, so it's your fault for losing it, but I'll cut you some slack. There are more important things than worrying about merchandise.
Al pulls out a box of tools and pulls out a LED mini flashlight to look inside the Rock-it launcher.
Head down to the workshop and grab a pair of gripped gloves. There on the table by my clamp. It should give you better hold of the new Axe I just made for you. And feel free to help yourself to some wine. It's in the cabinet in the workshop. I was saving it for a special occasion, but I guess I do owe you.
He turns a piece in the launcher, and smiles with his work.
That should do it, hated how everything hooked to the left on my launches. Hope I fixed it now.
The-Blades-slave:
Tanu thanked Al and slipped the gloves on, then walked over to the cabinet pulling out a large bottle of wine. He opened the bottle with a 'pop' as the cap came out and then began jugging. After several minutes the whole bottle was gone. Tanu, who was now drunk as a skunk, drew his axe and began waving it around like a maniac. Running at the store wind he leaped at it shouting
Where are them zombies i'm gonna get 'em.
He face planted into the window then stood up nose bleeding looked at Al and shouted
I'm gonna get you, you zombie
He then charged at Al and tripped over his own two feet, his axe imbedded itself in the wall and he fell on the floor. He quckly scrambled back up and began to stumble around again.
nightshade06:
Walking inside seeing several people in the shop...
"Eh I will wait my turn I guess I mainly just need my sword sharpened and if possible some kind of padding for my glove inside."
Looking around seeing Zack there all cut up and bleeding.
"Hey Zack man I must say you need to wash those cuts out or get something to put on them so they don't get infected."
I take out the pack of Pop Tarts I had been saving and my last bottle of water. Going to sit in a corner to relax for a bit and watch the chaos of everyone trying to talk to Al.
"Heh, this should be entertaining."
Tickles:
Al was still admiring his work, even thought the axe flew by his head.
Careful now.
Al started to laugh to himself.
(remember, Italics means thoughts.)
If he read the bottle, he would be able to tell I have no wine on me, and he just drank nothing but sparkling white grape juice. I love the placebo effect.
He grabbed a hold of the axe and pulled it out of the wall.
Well, I had my fun. Tanu, could you read what this says on the bottle? My eyes aren't what thet used to be.
He handed him the bottle.
Just set the objects in the workshop Tiren, and I'll handle it in a bit.
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