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the bag, misjudged the length of the bed and fell off clumsily with a thud. “I’m okay.” She squealed and pulled herself to her feet. Mario tried not to laugh. John didn’t try at all. She glowered at him.
“Well it’s a good thing the full story was left out. Simon must have tailored the information to say enough without completely revealing her business. He’s a good politician.”
“He’s more than that. He was a damned good Highwayman.” Jason added while approaching the group. He shook John’s hand and Savanna ran in to hug him.
“Jason Stone.” He shook Mario’s hand. “Don’t want you guys to have all the fun.” He smiled and tried to peel Savanna off of him.
“Giselle told me to octopus hug you when I see you.” She giggled still trying to cling onto Jason while adding her legs and weaving them between his legs.
“Did she now? Did she tell you about wet willies?” Jason slobbered on his pinky finger, stuck it in Savanna’s left ear and twisted it around.
“Aww, gross.” Savanna shouted and pushed him away while swatting his hand away from her ear.
“Want another hug?” Jason laughed followed by a sigh. “Masking agent brings back memories.”
“I’d try to forget that.” Mario added.
“Here, I figured that we could use these too.” Jason pulled his backpack over his shoulders and placed the bag on the ground in front of him. He unzipped it revealing over thirty improvised grenades.
“My man.” John exclaimed. He slapped Jason on the back, removed one from the bag and inspected it thoroughly.
“You made these? There are different types. Which is which?” Mario asked as he inspected the bag’s contents intently.
“Got your noisemakers, frags and blinders.” John declared while pointing out each type in the bag.
“Yup.” Jason agreed.
“I like this guy.” Mario smiled and patted Jason on the shoulder.
“I got more tricks.” Jason raised an eyebrow and flashed a charming grin.
“I look forward to finding out. Let’s go see what they have for us at the armory.”
Mario led the three to the armory where they greeted a scraggly haired and bearded ginger who was waiting patiently in front of the armory standing with good posture and his arms crossed. He was wearing a nice black suit that was different than the last one Jason saw him wearing. Luke invited them inside and they outfitted themselves with as much firepower as they could carry.
Mario took the crossbow that was altered to be able to shoot three bolts at the same time or semi-automatically. It had three highly tensed bows with a three finger trigger that could be pulled individually or all at the same time. His quiver could auto-compress as bolts were removed. Over three hundred were inside. Fifty were made available on the front of the belt already fixed with random assortment of bolt heads. The red ones were point detonating high explosive tips. The green ones were contact injecting poison tips. The blue ones were dull concussive tips. The yellow ones provided a 500 volt/50 amp shock while the silver sharp tipped heads were normal penetrating tips. About eighty percent of the tips were silver tips. Each bow provided a 50 lb. draw. It almost drew a tear from Mario’s eye. He attached the belt and situated the quiver to his right where he could retrieve the tip-less bolts easily with his left hand. The extra tips were in a foam cutout case that had each type arranged by color. He kept it in his pack. Mario couldn’t wait to use his new weapon.
They exited the armory ready for war. Luke shook their hands and wished them luck. He directed them to the basement and secured the armory. He contacted Simon to let him know what was taken and that the team was headed for the tunnels.
Mario and the group took the stairs down to the B3 level. Once he opened the door he was interrogated by armed guards.
“Well it’s a good thing the full story was left out. Simon must have tailored the information to say enough without completely revealing her business. He’s a good politician.”
“He’s more than that. He was a damned good Highwayman.” Jason added while approaching the group. He shook John’s hand and Savanna ran in to hug him.
“Jason Stone.” He shook Mario’s hand. “Don’t want you guys to have all the fun.” He smiled and tried to peel Savanna off of him.
“Giselle told me to octopus hug you when I see you.” She giggled still trying to cling onto Jason while adding her legs and weaving them between his legs.
“Did she now? Did she tell you about wet willies?” Jason slobbered on his pinky finger, stuck it in Savanna’s left ear and twisted it around.
“Aww, gross.” Savanna shouted and pushed him away while swatting his hand away from her ear.
“Want another hug?” Jason laughed followed by a sigh. “Masking agent brings back memories.”
“I’d try to forget that.” Mario added.
“Here, I figured that we could use these too.” Jason pulled his backpack over his shoulders and placed the bag on the ground in front of him. He unzipped it revealing over thirty improvised grenades.
“My man.” John exclaimed. He slapped Jason on the back, removed one from the bag and inspected it thoroughly.
“You made these? There are different types. Which is which?” Mario asked as he inspected the bag’s contents intently.
“Got your noisemakers, frags and blinders.” John declared while pointing out each type in the bag.
“Yup.” Jason agreed.
“I like this guy.” Mario smiled and patted Jason on the shoulder.
“I got more tricks.” Jason raised an eyebrow and flashed a charming grin.
“I look forward to finding out. Let’s go see what they have for us at the armory.”
Mario led the three to the armory where they greeted a scraggly haired and bearded ginger who was waiting patiently in front of the armory standing with good posture and his arms crossed. He was wearing a nice black suit that was different than the last one Jason saw him wearing. Luke invited them inside and they outfitted themselves with as much firepower as they could carry.
Mario took the crossbow that was altered to be able to shoot three bolts at the same time or semi-automatically. It had three highly tensed bows with a three finger trigger that could be pulled individually or all at the same time. His quiver could auto-compress as bolts were removed. Over three hundred were inside. Fifty were made available on the front of the belt already fixed with random assortment of bolt heads. The red ones were point detonating high explosive tips. The green ones were contact injecting poison tips. The blue ones were dull concussive tips. The yellow ones provided a 500 volt/50 amp shock while the silver sharp tipped heads were normal penetrating tips. About eighty percent of the tips were silver tips. Each bow provided a 50 lb. draw. It almost drew a tear from Mario’s eye. He attached the belt and situated the quiver to his right where he could retrieve the tip-less bolts easily with his left hand. The extra tips were in a foam cutout case that had each type arranged by color. He kept it in his pack. Mario couldn’t wait to use his new weapon.
They exited the armory ready for war. Luke shook their hands and wished them luck. He directed them to the basement and secured the armory. He contacted Simon to let him know what was taken and that the team was headed for the tunnels.
Mario and the group took the stairs down to the B3 level. Once he opened the door he was interrogated by armed guards.
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