Board Thread:Role Plays (AU)/@comment-24416658-20160617071659/@comment-24678303-20160828064642

Sabah grins as she removes her equipment from herself, taking the sledgehammer, rifle, minigun and ammo pack from her back before slipping on and strapping in the ballistic vest, then returning all of her stuff to its usual position.

"Hmm, fits pretty snugly, isn't too heavy. I like it! Thanks a ton." With that, she turns and heads out the door. With a quick glance down the street, she spots the place the armor merchant had mentioned had guns and heads off that way with a brisk jog, headed in the door quickly.

Once inside, she starts browsing their wares, going from shelf to shelf, looking at their rifles and talking to herself. "Junk, junk, looks broken, could get that off any old raider, junk-- Ooooohhh~"

Her gaze comes to a stop upon a peculular rifle, looking to be of Russian make, with a classic looking banana mag to boot. However, this one's magazine is tilted at an angle to the right of the gun, rather than pointing straight downwards, as a conventional rifle would. She picks it up, taking a look up and down it, from the muzzle break to the stock, even looking down the sights for a second. She holds it up by the middle of it with a wide grin as she looks to the counter and shouts.

"How much you want for this beauty?!"

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Neibi, in the meantime, goes ahead into the back, as directed, to fetch everything she would need, including the sign, nails, and /two/ ladders. She decidely leaves the hammer, as the small tool is actually too small to be used accurately with the massive mechanical hands of the Power Armor, plus she figures she can get the job done with the aforementioned metal hands.

After taking the things outside, she sets up the two metal ladders onto the building, side by side, so she can use the both of them to scale it, as just one would have a chance of snapping under the pressure of the hulking armor. After making it to the top where the old sign sits, she sets down the new sign and the nails, looking along the old sign with a sigh.

"Well, out with the old..." She gets a grip on the bottom of it and gives it a firm tug, ripping it out of the roof, nails and all, before tossing it to the ground level. With a satisfied smile and a sigh, she brushes off her hands and turns to the new sign, picking it up and placing it where the old one sat seconds ago. Once it is lined up, she picks up a small handful of nails and carefully lines them up where they should go on the base, then hammers them home with the side of the Power Armors hand.

About fifteen minutes later, the sign is up and secured to the roof. She doesn't bother using the ladders to get back down, instead opting to jump down, landing with a large THUMP, shaking the ground for a moment as she touches down. She stands upright and heads inside withe a large grin, waving to the guy behind the counter.

"Hey, bossman, the sign is up!"

Clearly, she's enjoying herself, and the armor, a little much.