[quote=@Slendy]
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Dennis followed the man eyeing the materials that moved around inside his shop. "...in gods name was that?" He asked rhetorically staying close to the man. Well not close to were he was up against his back but close enough to fill comfortable. Dennis would of ditched this dumb if it wasn't for the old guy having a silencer. He was even thinking about giving the guy a little extra since it was quite tough for him to find one in the first place. When the elderish man came to a hult Dennis quickly did the same reverting his attention back to him and not the robotic like creatures scurring around the place. "I'll give up comfort." Dennis answered. "Being comfortable is not really that great when your accuracy will end up being a bit off either way so that's why I'm gonna focus on accuracy!" He stated pulling out a small bag filled with gold. "How much will that be exactly?"
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"Well, you loss I suppose. I don't have too many of these, so say, 113 gold peice, adding the fact I helped you choose one" He retorted with a bit of a smirk at the man's reaction to his robotic allies. They always had that sort of charm on people, and while at first it made him sad that he the majority of people where now afraid of him, he now found it amusing. Shuffling through the items under his desk, he looked behind his hitman friend before heaving to pull up a thick cylinder. It was black with a few divits and lines to help with silencing and who knows what. It was very clean and in decent condition, but the old man seemed to be rough with it.
"I'd advise you tell no one of where you aquired this...my permit is....nonexistant. If only those idoitic ballgrabbing cops realized a man with an eye for weapons from one with a permit...oh, but I'm not the dictator here....those damn deviants are" He began before shaking his head.
"Sorry, I digress, pay up and stay the hell away from he you goblin"