OOC:
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A Train pulled up outside the rapture farms station. It carried cargo such as machines and scrabs/paramites to be slaughted.
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You rule, thats just what we needed. Thanks a bunch.
-IC-
#7 Slig: "See ya, Boogie."
"See yos." Boogie turned to the hallway at his left and stood still for a couple of seconds.
"Hey... wait a sec. This isn't... haha yea." Boogie reached into his vest and pulled out a One-Canned blitzpacker. It actually is a tiny low caliber pistol, but it uses heated gas to fire.
"Myea, this probably won't do as good as the normal rifle. Armory..."
He puts back the gun and turns around again to walk back up to #7 and RG.
"Err, I'm bothering again but, do you guys know where the Armory is here?"
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Jim; "Here we go, there's a sign."
"Well okay, tha-yikes!" Scruben yelled as Jim dragged him away again.
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"Yep. Livestock train, more boring hours of waiting. So, should we unload the animals, or leave it fer some other shmoes?"
"Hmm, since it looks like there aren't that many crates, we could shove 'em out. And I've just heared another train arriving."
"I guess it wasn't the parts, then?" he asked, "How long ago did you ask for them to be sent?"
Floyd shrugged "I don't know, I haven't got a watch... shame. Yet... the parts might be on the other train. Care to help?"
He walked over to a crate, picked it up and walked out of the train.