Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150518191206/@comment-25924729-20151024142209

(This one's gonna be kinda long for character development, plus i need to get thisout of the way.)

She was startled by Azulius' outburst, but Estelle remained silent as she watched the spectacle. Maybe she was being naive or overly trusting, but Estelle pitied the woman. Yet another life destroyed by the Black Dawn...

Listening in on Fritz's conversation on the radio, her heart sank a little. It sounded like whoever on the other side was taking serious damage, and needed help. Weakened and lacking a familiar weapon, Estelle finally decided if she was going to be useful, she needed some better tools. Time to bring in the big guns, literally...

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(Back in Vale)

The weaponsmith sat behind his shop's counter, his prized shotgun hanging proudly on a rack behind him. He held a half depleted cigar in one hand, and a Flagg's weapon catalogue in the other. Leighly-Braun Manifold, the perfect gift to impress his girl, but seeing the price listed below drew another groan from him. Business was slow lately, it'd take a miracle to even consider th-

His scroll beeped, and Leon jumped at the sound, quickly answering the call.

"Von Feuer's Armory, best firearms and Dust refinery in town. How can i be of service?" he droned out the shop's slogan and standard greeting.

''"Leon? It's me." ''

"Estelle! Wassup?" he was trying hard to hid his glee. A call from his wealthiest customer usually preceded a massive payday.

"I need a new weapon. Something that can be battle ready, like now."

"Whats wrong? I thought you had the Stardust Nova?" he recalled the sword, one of his masterpeices. Customized for Estelle and her semblance, it was simple, but elegant.

''"I uh... heh heh, broke it?..." ''she admitted sheepishly.

"WHAT?!!! But how?!" weapons were like children to Leon, and the kid couldn't be any more horrified at the news of his "baby's" death.

"It's a long story, but here's the short version. We're under attack, my weapon's gone, and i'm probably gonna be running into a warzone sometime in the next hour. Can you help me?"

He had to take another drag of the cigar to calm his nerves. "....alright, i'll think of something. You'll want a sword right? Cutlass, Dust crystals, right now, delivery to Dock 94...." he noted down every detail as she explained. Leon stood and went to the back of his shop, searching in various crates for something even remotely close to what she demanded.

It was by sheer luck that he had a brand new Dust sword ready to go, and for a bonus, it's also a gun. He packed the weapon into an RPL and dialed coordinates for the Dock, watching it fly to it's new owner. He then reported back to Estelle.

"Thanks man, i'll pay when i get back. Love'ya, bye."

Leon did the math in his head, figured out the price for his new sale, looked down at the catalogue in his hands, and smiled. Like cash falling from the sky...