09-23-2011, 01:55 PM
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Aeron nodded as she looked at him. Of course she was fine just the stupid box being stupid. She had no idea why he came down to see her. Maybe it was his curiosity on what was in the box that drove him to come and see.
Aeron looked at him as she frowned. 'Muntion?' "do you mean Ammunition?" She asked as she looked at him. "If thats what it is theres nothing in there worth anything its all crap" she said as she looked at the box he was looking at. Almost all weaponry of humans was of no use no working condition and she doubted that any of it was in there any how. "Could find out whats in it."
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