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[Something Evil]

A: "Yup, but until that crusts over, I'd better get something on and start cleaning this place. Before we get kicked out."
*She does so on both accounts. A piece of cloth, warm water and any kind of detergent can do wonders in good hands.*

[The Merchant Of Menace]

*Crystal assists, careful to avoid smearing the salve*

[Something Evil]

*After a fair while, the room having been made arguably presentable, Amy fishes out a rolled-up bundle from her pack. It seems to contain a flexible chestplate, metalic gray, running up to a collar and down to a set of greaves.*
A: "Skinsuit. You're better off with it than me. It's one-size-doesn't-really-fit-anybody, so it's good. It'll stop flame or chem weapons and small arms fire."

[The Merchant Of Menace]

*Crystal looks at it and smiles* "Really?"

[Something Evil]

A: "Well, I really don't want you getting hurt, and besides, there's less of me to get hurt than you."
*She flexes her right leg and left arm.*

[The Merchant Of Menace]

*Crystal takes it and puts it on, accentuating her curves* "How do I look?" *She grins*

[Something Evil]

*Amy grins back.*
A: "Like you got shaved then covered in latex. Now put some stuff over. That won't keep you warm until it drops below freezing outside. _{And you look too hot for my own good.}"

[The Merchant Of Menace]

*Crystal winks and pulls her clothes back on* "We just got the damn room clean"

[Something Evil]

A: "Point. So..."
*Amy gets her vest on, and idly tosses Crystal the .380.*
A: "Ready to learn how to shoot that?"

[The Merchant Of Menace]

*Crystal fumbles the catch and nearly drops it* "Maybe you should teach me how to hold it first."

[Something Evil]

A: "It's empty. I'm not nuts enough to throw you a loaded gun. I'll teach you to shoot first, then hold, draw, aim and reload when your wrists start acting up. That reminds me..."
*The panda recovers one of her flexible sports bras, cuts it into strips with a knife, then sews them together into two wristbands.*
A: "So you won't sprain something. The recoil is a bitch until you get to handle it."

[The Merchant Of Menace]

*Crystal takes them and pulls them on* "Ok"

[Keita]

*Killious is now sitting down under a tree relaxing.*

[Taricus]

*Running around*

[Keita]

*Killious watches Taric running by.*