Post by Elliot Rios on Nov 14, 2008 21:53:16 GMT -6
(This Contract takes place before the Garrow Mob contract.)
Hopping off of the ship, Rios looks around. The area nearby had a few scattered buildings and a small cluster in one area. The small cluster had signs hanging from each, boasting a market or a pub (Among other things) and only one interested Rios. A Gun shop. He knew it would not carry anything useful, maby some single shot rifles and other civilian weapons, however it never hurt to look.
Knoding to everyone he passed, he remembers he had his helmet on and very little people here had ever seen a mercenary, let alone one such as himself. Grabbing the chin of his mask, Rios lifts it off his head and carries it with him, the right corner of his mouth and most of his right cheek scared. Pushing the door to the gunstore open, he steps in and browses the shelfs. He had notices, out of the corner of his eye, that the clerk reached below the counter, probablly gripping the handle of a pistol. Seeing a man aslarge as Rios with three guns and a knife isn't the most friendly look to a stranger.
'Calm down farmboy.' Rios says, looking away from the rack of guns. 'I'm just browsing. Seeing if theres anything usefull against thoes rippers.' Reaching forward, Rios pulls a U-236 sniper rifle from the shelf and tosses it on the counter. Withdrawling a wad of credits, He thumbs through it and tosses 1000 onto the counter.
'I'm only renting it. I'll return it later. Or i'll pay to replace it.' he says, picking the rifle up and leaves. Proping it against his shoulder, he walks towards the building that had a sign outside that claimed it was the government/mayor's building. Pushing pass the two guards, Rios enters the building and awaits the mayor.
Hopping off of the ship, Rios looks around. The area nearby had a few scattered buildings and a small cluster in one area. The small cluster had signs hanging from each, boasting a market or a pub (Among other things) and only one interested Rios. A Gun shop. He knew it would not carry anything useful, maby some single shot rifles and other civilian weapons, however it never hurt to look.
Knoding to everyone he passed, he remembers he had his helmet on and very little people here had ever seen a mercenary, let alone one such as himself. Grabbing the chin of his mask, Rios lifts it off his head and carries it with him, the right corner of his mouth and most of his right cheek scared. Pushing the door to the gunstore open, he steps in and browses the shelfs. He had notices, out of the corner of his eye, that the clerk reached below the counter, probablly gripping the handle of a pistol. Seeing a man aslarge as Rios with three guns and a knife isn't the most friendly look to a stranger.
'Calm down farmboy.' Rios says, looking away from the rack of guns. 'I'm just browsing. Seeing if theres anything usefull against thoes rippers.' Reaching forward, Rios pulls a U-236 sniper rifle from the shelf and tosses it on the counter. Withdrawling a wad of credits, He thumbs through it and tosses 1000 onto the counter.
'I'm only renting it. I'll return it later. Or i'll pay to replace it.' he says, picking the rifle up and leaves. Proping it against his shoulder, he walks towards the building that had a sign outside that claimed it was the government/mayor's building. Pushing pass the two guards, Rios enters the building and awaits the mayor.