[Rosie’s got the weaponry to bolster his nonchalance. The pistol is more apparent; the blade is blocked by the COMP’s bulk before Yuri can identify it; some sort of pocket knife, maybe? She clasps her own hands behind her back.]
Agreed. It only makes sense to stock up before setting out. [Yuri nods towards the down-slanted end of the traincar, stray baggage accumulating in the corners like spilled debris from a plane crash.
[She waits for Rosie to move before proceeding herself. It strikes her as deeply, deeply unwise to turn her back on someone with such an arsenal.]
How long do “scenarios” like this last, typically? Days? Longer?
love that description
[Rosie’s got the weaponry to bolster his nonchalance. The pistol is more apparent; the blade is blocked by the COMP’s bulk before Yuri can identify it; some sort of pocket knife, maybe? She clasps her own hands behind her back.]
Agreed. It only makes sense to stock up before setting out. [Yuri nods towards the down-slanted end of the traincar, stray baggage accumulating in the corners like spilled debris from a plane crash.
[She waits for Rosie to move before proceeding herself. It strikes her as deeply, deeply unwise to turn her back on someone with such an arsenal.]
How long do “scenarios” like this last, typically? Days? Longer?