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Jimbo eyed the weapon that the Russian unveiled with greedy speculation. It was a very pretty weapon, and it was VERY big. Jimbo liked the idea of a giant gun that could fire a net and projectile that was "unbreakable". But he had is skepticism on just how "unbreakable" this device was. He wasn't the only one either, as Beth and Totus chimed in with their own questions about the weapon obviously trying to coax some more info out of them. Jimbo approved, he could see their tactic to try and rile the seller up and get more info out of them, so he lumbered back over towards Duik, Xiao and Simon and placed the canon back in its crate as he watched from afar. He let his gaze drift over the other presenters and it landed on the pair that were sitting on the crate. The komodo dragon was still eyeing the vulture from its new perch, thick saliva dripping from his jowls. Jimbo eyed the crate that the pair sat on and then made an audible scoffing noise to try and draw their attention.
"I'd say, the Russian has me beat on size, but my canon could toss that over sized fishing net like a piece of paper. What have you got to show off?"
Taking a tip from Beth and Totus on being course with this particular group to get answers, Jimbo's subtly for his prodding was slight.
Simon had been keeping his eye peeled for the shadowy figure that had moved when they had arrived, but so far nothing had show back up. About the time that the Russian stepped up to deliver his own sales pitch, he had moved on to keep an eye on the other sellers. When he saw the net machine, Simon's brow furrowed. He glanced at Amber, and he could tell that she was studying particularly hard on the weapon and its sellers. It took him a few more minutes, and a few more glances around the room, but eventually he came to the same conclusion that was etched on her face. Feral was after something very large. Simon swallowed a bit as he felt the repressed memories from Singapore begin to resurface. He closed his eyes for a moment before taking a short step back and turning slightly towards the side of his head that his ear piece rested in. He pressed it lightly with his pointer and index finger, still trying to maintain his secret service-esk persona.
"Cal, hows everything on the south end? Any red flags?"
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"I'd say, the Russian has me beat on size, but my canon could toss that over sized fishing net like a piece of paper. What have you got to show off?"
Taking a tip from Beth and Totus on being course with this particular group to get answers, Jimbo's subtly for his prodding was slight.
Simon had been keeping his eye peeled for the shadowy figure that had moved when they had arrived, but so far nothing had show back up. About the time that the Russian stepped up to deliver his own sales pitch, he had moved on to keep an eye on the other sellers. When he saw the net machine, Simon's brow furrowed. He glanced at Amber, and he could tell that she was studying particularly hard on the weapon and its sellers. It took him a few more minutes, and a few more glances around the room, but eventually he came to the same conclusion that was etched on her face. Feral was after something very large. Simon swallowed a bit as he felt the repressed memories from Singapore begin to resurface. He closed his eyes for a moment before taking a short step back and turning slightly towards the side of his head that his ear piece rested in. He pressed it lightly with his pointer and index finger, still trying to maintain his secret service-esk persona.
"Cal, hows everything on the south end? Any red flags?"
deer SilverFlight Lioness075 Bolts Flutterby
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