Also if you're interested in defense, a knife would work better. Guns are loud; half this ship doesn't know what one is; they're harder to sneak around. Knives don't need to be reloaded and they're harder to track.
Only more threatening when the people know what the fuck they are. I'm from the year 1476, if you tried showing me a gun before I came here I wouldn't know what you were trying to do.
And they aren't more deadly or quicker. Not if you're trained. Plus there are times you don't want to be more deadly.
I know both how to get a gun and a knife. I'm just arguing in favor of knives.
Well, I didn't know what you wanted, so I brought an assortment.
[Inside the chest is what a year of weapons gathering amounts to from Trevor Belmont in Flotilla. There aren't any modern guns, but he does have a few flintlock pistols. Inside the velvet casing are knives of every size and shape, some short swords, a couple of glass bottles filled with gunpowder and lead buckshot, and some heavy handheld clubs called belaying pins]
[She doesn't know what she wants either, so there's surely going to be some bumbling here. Leaning over the chest, she studies one of the pistols with a furrowed brow, then picks up one of the glass bottles.]
Trevor, where did you get all this? From a warden?
Yeah, these guns look a little... different from what I tried out.
[She hovers her hand over the knives, eventually picking up one of the smaller ones and wrapping her fingers around the handle. Already it makes her feel a little more secure. Poison may be her usual MO when someone needs to die, but she's decided that poison wouldn't really work in this place, anyway - maybe if she needed to teach someone a lesson like she did with Petronilla, but that's it. But if she needs to defend herself against someone like Gonou, or John Seed, or any of the angry, violet, unpredictable people with powers and/or exceptional fighting skills...
She has no doubt of her own capability to stab someone. She is positive that she can do it without guilt or regret, too. A gun she can shoot well would really be best, but if she finds herself in need of something more deadly than a shock baton, a should work just fine for now.]
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Also if you're interested in defense, a knife would work better. Guns are loud; half this ship doesn't know what one is; they're harder to sneak around. Knives don't need to be reloaded and they're harder to track.
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Do you know how I could get my hands on a knife?
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And they aren't more deadly or quicker. Not if you're trained. Plus there are times you don't want to be more deadly.
I know both how to get a gun and a knife. I'm just arguing in favor of knives.
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Don't murder anyone. If I hear you went after some fucker, or worse, a kid, you're not going to like what I do.
What's your cabin number?
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[Things that are absolutely not true, but that she nevertheless believes: THIS.]
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Be down in a minute.
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I'll be waiting!
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Hey, it's me. Open up.
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Hi!
[She says cheerily, ushering him into her cabin - her bedroom, which makes inviting most people over feel a little weird, but she can roll with it.]
Thanks so much, I super appreciate this-- um, what did you bring?
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[he lugs the chest up onto her bed and opens it]
Well, I didn't know what you wanted, so I brought an assortment.
[Inside the chest is what a year of weapons gathering amounts to from Trevor Belmont in Flotilla. There aren't any modern guns, but he does have a few flintlock pistols. Inside the velvet casing are knives of every size and shape, some short swords, a couple of glass bottles filled with gunpowder and lead buckshot, and some heavy handheld clubs called belaying pins]
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[She doesn't know what she wants either, so there's surely going to be some bumbling here. Leaning over the chest, she studies one of the pistols with a furrowed brow, then picks up one of the glass bottles.]
Trevor, where did you get all this? From a warden?
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Careful with that one.
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What is it?
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I'm not giving you that one, I'm just telling you what it does.
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[She settles it very carefully back in the chest.]
Why did you bring it? Is there anything else in here I can't take?
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Plus it's more for those who want to hurt a lot of people all at once and you're only defending yourself.
My suggestion is to take one or two knives and get used to carrying them around.
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[She hovers her hand over the knives, eventually picking up one of the smaller ones and wrapping her fingers around the handle. Already it makes her feel a little more secure. Poison may be her usual MO when someone needs to die, but she's decided that poison wouldn't really work in this place, anyway - maybe if she needed to teach someone a lesson like she did with Petronilla, but that's it. But if she needs to defend herself against someone like Gonou, or John Seed, or any of the angry, violet, unpredictable people with powers and/or exceptional fighting skills...
She has no doubt of her own capability to stab someone. She is positive that she can do it without guilt or regret, too. A gun she can shoot well would really be best, but if she finds herself in need of something more deadly than a shock baton, a should work just fine for now.]
You said I can have two?
[She says, looking back up at Trevor.]
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That'll fit up your sleeve, and the leather will keep you from cutting yourself until you get used to taking it out.
Take one of these, if you've got that one.
[He hands her a folding knife. It's bigger, but it also doesn't have an open blade waiting to cut her]
I don't want to see these ending up in the back of someone minding their own fucking business. Defense only.
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