Snippet #1542986

Red Was busy shooting any convict that came into the square he was standing in, some of them had smarted up bringing crowbars or any blunt weapons they could scavenge from the rubble a few of them had brought guns but that was cut short when they realized that they needed armor-penetrating bullets, he had scavenged through the guns off the bodies sorting out ammo for his rifles and picking up a few pistols in case he meet up with some of the crew he did find a strange looking of what he assumed to be a fire arm.

But right now he was shooting a few convicts who where charging into the square, they had a few blunt weapons nothing he could not handle as he shot them down one after the other he heard his name being called he looked to where the noise was coming from seeing it was rose he said. "Greeting: Ahh master! it is good to see you are alright i was afraid i might have to become a wanderer again." He shot the last convict. "Concern: Are you okay? and do you have means to defend yourself? I have a few guns right here but one I cannot identify." He walked closer to where she was.