Kenyon's Dead-Eye Gunnery Shop and Shooting Range

[Kenyon]

Kenyon hears someone call him from the back room. He steps into the former shop front, holding several tools in one hand. His other arm is in a cast.

"Sorry, we're closed for renova-Hello, you're new..."

[blackout]

Yes, indeed. I need you to repair my Pulse Chaingun. It's kind of a priority...

[Kenyon]

Kenyon gives the xeno an odd look.

"A pulse-whatnow? Can I take a look?"

[blackout]

Pulse Chaingun. Ya see, it's got a broken barrel. If I fire with that barrel, it could backfire. If it backfires, it'll set off a chain reaction that blows all my other ordnance up. All those explosions could wipe out a city block, so it's in EVERYONE'S best interests I get this fixed, ASAP.

[Kenyon]

Kenyon's player assumes that the Pulse Chaingun has been brought out for him to look at.

"Hmmm...yep, that definitely looks broken. My knowledge of futuristic technology is a bit limited, but I should be able to replace this barrel of yours. As you can see..." Kenyon gestures to the empty shop walls around him. "...I'm a bit cleaned out right now. It'll probably take me a day 'r so to get the proper metals together for it. From there, it's kinda hard t'say. Best case scenario, total wait time o' two days, worst case, never.

Gimme a day to take a look at this thing, and I can probably give you a better estimate. Sound good?"

[blackout]

So long as it's back in one piece, I don't care. I can make do with the other firepower I have on me til then. How much is this gonna cost?

[Kenyon]

Kenyon shrugs. "Hard t'say at this point. I gotta find out what metals I need, then there's labor for removin' the old barrel, then forgin' a new one to replace it with...like I said before, gimme a day, and I can give you a pretty good idea of timeframe 'n cost."

[blackout]

Alright then. But, if you don't mind me asking, what's with the renovations? Looks like a twister hit the place, I think.

[AmberVael]

Verdandi steps inside the shop and smiles at Kenyon. Good evening.

[Kenyon]

Kenyon nods. "Yeah, a twister named CabbageThief. Damn kender had a rod that absorbed metal. Needless t'say, most of my stuff here IS metal. Put the two together, and I'm out a few thousand pp."

He looks up to see Verdandi walk in.

"Well, I'm sure popular, all of a sudden? What do the police need with a poor cripple...like...myself..." Kenyon's demeanor suddenly changes as he sees the Four Sarundians walk in. His working hand, formerly working around the Pulse Chaingun drops out of view.

((Gimme a few minutes, guys. Got a real important call, here.))

[Lord Iames Osari]

Aerin steps in behind the Sarundians and chants a mid-level healing spell, but holds the charge until things start to get nasty.

[blackout]

Ouch. That's gonna hurt business, obviously. You wouldn't happen to know if there's a place I could find work? I'm a mercenary slash assassin slash bounty hunter. He kept an eye on the new customers.

[AmberVael]

Verdandi gives the men a glance and then turns to Kenyon. Kenyon, do not be alarmed. We want to solve this peacefully, and I have no intention of taking to you in.

[blackout]

Well, he's kind of busy at the moment. Could you wait?

[AmberVael]

Verdandi sighs. I hate to do this, but- She flashes her badge. Police buisness. You will just have to wait.

[blackout]

Feh. Police simply stand aside and take paychecks while criminals run free. That's how it's been in any town I've visited. This one will be no different.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Aerin smirks at the xeno, continuing to hold the charge on her healing spell. You have no idea how wrong you are.

[blackout]

Oh, I'm very right. VERY. He glared at the police, and then turned to Kenyon. Take your time with the gun. I'm outta here. He walked out and engaged his jetpack.

[Kenyon]

Kenyon doesn't appear to be listening to Verdandi. Instead, his focus appears to be on the Four Sarundians. Or rather, for anyone with a damn good spot check, their uniforms.

"I don't know what load of bull you've been fed 'bout me, boys, but I'd sooner die than head back with you!"

With amazing speed, Kenyon pulls out his pistol, and fires three shots in the direction of the Sarundians, as he proceeds to retreat back to his back room. Almost on cue, the Sarundians pull out their weapons, and start returning fire. One of the pistol shots manages to wing Kenyon in the arm.

[AmberVael]

Verdandi whips out her sword and gun, firing one shot at Kenyon's gun and getting in front of the Sarundians. Everyone hold your fire.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Aerin tries to touch the nearest Sarundian with her healing spell and casts another healing spell on the next closest.

[Kenyon]

Verdandi's shot deflects off the pistol and ricochets around the room. It appears his own pistol is made of different materials than the ones he provided to the police. He continues to take off into his room.

The Sarundians start cursing as she gets into their line of fire.

"Hey! You're in my shot!"
"Dammit, you're lettin' him get away!"
"MOVE!"
"What's your damn problem???"

Seeing how the Sarundians have no wounds of note, the worst any of them feel from the heal spells is a slight tickling in the head from Silver.

[AmberVael]

I can solve this peacefully. Aerin, you are to keep these men here. I will be back shortly. Verdandi runs into the back room.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Yes, ma'am. Gentlemen, please remain here and allow Senior Officer Verdandi to deal with the situation.

[Destro_Yersul]

And then the armoured man wakes up. Hey all. What's up?

[Kenyon]

Verdandi sees Kenyon pointing a gun at her with his good hand. The few fingers not covered by cast in his other hand hold a large bottle with what appears to be a liquid metal. But most notable is the look of absolute fear on Kenyon's face.

"Verdandi, don't make me do this. I'm not goin' back! Not with them!" His pistol appears to be shaking, slightly.

***

Back in the main room, the Sarundians grumble and curse, but follow Verdandi and Aerin's orders.

[McBish]

Al the mutt runs into the shop and spots Aerin. Need a hand?

[AmberVael]

Kenyon, I already told you I had no intention of taking you in. Now, that has changed due to the charge of assault I have to place on you, but we do not intend to do anything else. Now put down your gun. Verdandi stands ready, her sword in one hand and gun in the other.

[Lord Iames Osari]

I don't think so, thank you, Al.

[Destro_Yersul]

The armoured man looks around in confusion. Anyone mind telling me what the hell is going on here?