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[bloodypawn]

[Cool, calm. He almost sounds relaxed, were it not for the light, methodical sound of bullets being continuously removed and inserted into a magazine. ]I'd like to know if anyone has come across an armory, or any shop that carries ammunition. Blanks are perfectly fine. I've explored a fair amount, but have yet to find anything. Additionally, if

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[dominant_power]

I think I heard something about blacksmiths in the Fire District. I can keep an eye open when I head down that way, if you want. I'm looking for weapons and ammo myself.

[bloodypawn]

I'll check the district out. Do you remember where or who you heard this from?

[dominant_power]

Can't say I do, sadly. [He sighs.] Damn gods keep interrupting my sleep with weird dreams.

[bloodypawn]

[...] Then beat the dreams before they get to you.

[dominant_power]

Doing my best, trust me. I just spent who knows how long running myself ragged inside Dracula's castle. I need good, solid sleep.

[bloodypawn]

Until you do what the Twelve keep asking, you won't rest soundly at all. [He's had the dreams, too, but won't after this point.]

[dominant_power]

There's no way. I'm not giving them what they want.

[bloodypawn]

Not very many of us would, were we actually given any kind of choice. Suit yourself.

[dominant_power]

Have you been giving them what they want, then? Resisting doesn't seem that likely.

[bloodypawn]

From what I'm telling you, you should know that answer already. And no, resistance does little at all. The further you let the dreams go on, the less of an option you have. Find someone before you ultimately feel anyone will do, if that's what has you so up in arms about the situation.

[Not that either time was entirely of his own volition, but he can't exactly take any of it back, now. His opinion and actions would likely be far different, were a certain person not here as well.]