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[Brigitta has a innate sense for weapons. It's just a part of her character - you pull out a mace she'll be there in seconds, you examine a dagger and she'll be leaning over your shoulder, you loudly praise the virtues of swords and... Well, you'll probably be at the registry office within the hour.]

[So, big table of weapons?]

[Oh yeah.]

[For a moment she just leans against it and examines with faintly contemplative eyes... And then her smile goes downright beaming.]

Finally things are looking up.

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We'll need non-depletable weaponry.

Edited 2010-10-07 19:06 (UTC)

[Brigitta looks up, frowning thoughtfully.]

...What, weapons that never go away?

[AKA: her dream world.]

That don't need reloading.

...Ah.

That's why I love swords, swords never need reloading.

[Beam!]

[Speaking of swords, here's Jamie - who has picked up a particularly nice broadsword from the table and is testing the balance to see if it'll work for him. He glances over.]

Aye? Well, these'll be useful, but I'm not sure ye could call it 'looking up'.

[Mm, swords - Brigitta glances over and, if possible, just beams brighter at the broadsword.]

Weapons always make things better... Jamie, isn't it?

[Jamie nods.] Aye. And it's Brigitta, right? [He takes a practice swing, slicing at the air as if he's been using swords for years. Imagine that.]

I'll not argue the point. Having a sword would a good thing right about now, if ye ask me. [He's frowning down at it, though.] Not this one, I don't think.

[However, he's thinking that it might be better if everyone has something to fight with, so he offers it to Brigitta, hilt first.] It might suit ye better. Would ye care to try it out?

Yeah. [She doesn't gasp, or anything silly like that, but she does look very impressed - as she always does around people who know how to use weapons.]

Having a sword is always a good thing, Jamie... But perhaps slightly more useful these days, I agree.

[She nods understandingly... And then adopts a faintly shocked expression when he offers her the sword. Nobody offers her swords! Kirilli downright drags them away from her!]

Oh, I already have a few...

[...Yeah, she's already reaching for it.]

[Any other time and Jamie might feel differently. Right now, though? This seems like a fine idea. Doesn't mean he's not going to be amused at her comment, although he stays remarkably straight faced.]

Aye? Well, if ye don't need it...

[He goes to pull it back for a heartbeat, in a teasing sort of way, then gives Brigitta a slightly lopsided grin and hands it over.]

[Nathan has to appreciate a woman who enjoys weapons.]

Too fucking bad there weren't, uh, weren't any machine guns.

[Oh hey, hasn't he seen her before?]

Uh, Brigitta, wasn't it? Hey.

[Nathan is already armed, but you know, he was planning on giving a disapproving glare at the tables for still not having machine guns.]

Machine guns? ...Hm, not as nice as swords but good enough.

[She smiles at him - a fellow weapon lover! This can only mean good things.]

[...For her, the many universes are probably in trouble.]

Hi again, what do you have?

[Nathan, with skill, ease, and a bit of a flourish, unsheathes (or unholsters, what do you use for axes?) his twin battle axes and gives Brigitta a smirk.]

Fucking badass battle axes! Second best thing to machine guns. Swords, uh. Swords are too gay for me.

[Brigitta actually looks impressed. Gust, blood, glory, painful death, FUN!]

[...And then she has to purse her lips at the swords comment, oops.]

Swords are not gay, swords are awesome and prefer no gender.

[Though... The battle axes do look rather impressive...]

...Can you use them?

Toki and Skwisgaar use them, so, uh, they're... they're gay. But, uh, fuck yeah I can. I mean, I don't... I don't get to use them often but, yeah, uh, I know what I'm doing.

[Leela picked up a knife and turned it over in her hands.]

I do not trust them.

What? The weapons?

[Brigitta sounds insulted; trust your stabby things!]

The people who have given us the weapons.

...Perhaps they mean us to fight back?

Or they mean to fool us into thinking we can?

[Kate approaches with two swords sheathed side by side at her back; one gun in her hand and one in a leg holster; and a thick, sturdy backpack slung over a long brown trench coat]

Might be a trap.

[Ah, so many weapons - Brigitta's eyes go a bit dreamy at the sight.]

I'm good with traps.

[Kate grins at her]

You need backup, I'm here.

[Brigitta can't help but grin, somebody who understands her ~~insanity~~ drive!]

Well, I suppose a little help wouldn't hurt...

[and the grin becomes a smirk] Long as it's the right help.

[Barbara wheels towards the table, though her lap is full of weapons already; her Escrima sticks, several throwing stars, a few batarangs]

Convenient.

[she's staring at the guns, contemptuous distaste clear in her expression even as she reaches for one]

[For a moment Brigitta just stares, slightly confused over whether these weapons are supposed to be bad or not. Because then she would be really angry - for weapons are lovely, cool things and should not be perverted.]

...It's nice of them.

Let's hope.

[Barbara looks up, once she has the gun in her hands, meeting Brigitta's stare with a rueful expression]

...I don't like guns. But I only have so many exploding batarangs, and my Escrima sticks won't really cut it against zombies.

[The idea of feeling guilt momentarily crosses Brigitta's mind... But she ignores it, as always.]

...What are batarangs? And how do they explode?

[Weapons make everything better!]

[enigmatic grin] Very specialised weapons.

[she hesitates, then, automatically...but what the hell, she doesn't need to be quite so secretive here

so she sets the gun aside and reaches beneath beneath her chair, pulls out a stealth compartment, and carefully pulls out - well, they look rather like large black throwing stars, but in the shape of a bat]

The thickest explodes on contact.

Edited 2010-10-14 19:27 (UTC)

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I'm sorry for taking so long! Life decided to eat me.

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♥!

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Sorry for taking so long! Life is mean, and hungry.

Evil, evil life. Perhaps if I offer it cake it will be better?

That sounds a good plan! And we can always eat the cake if all goes wrong.

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I'm sorry for taking so long. Life was being mean.

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Life is mean /Sob.

Don't worry about it!

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/spams you

That's alright! And I'm sorry for taking so long. I'm a horribly slow bunny.

Slowness is fine with me! <3

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