LoganDarkHolme
Lone Wolf
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- Dec 18, 2007
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Jack couldn’t help but notice as the mood on the ship seemed to darken, and he frowned “Hey? Whats up, “ he grew hesitant as they docked, he was still weeks away from being healed, It took some time and he’d worked for days with the AI, but with the computers help he managed to piece together and synthesize the pistols he’d found during his first training session, adding little personal touches and designs into the framerails. The holsters had been easy enough to make without help from fabric they found and salvaged that was light but durable, or so the Ai had informed him, as they ventured into the station he kept a hand resting on one of the pistols, a shiver passing through his body as they stepped off the ship “allllrighttttt……..soooooooooooo……….anything in particular to look for?” his voice lilting up at the end, as he looked around, his head on a swivel, if she was getting this pissed and edgy he was expecting trouble…….