A little bit of this, and a little bit of that!!!
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A smile arose from the accuracy of his assumption. Before he knew it, she was leading him in the right direction to start searching. The dual colored woman did know the city much better than him. Vaulting off his horse, he led it by the reigns toward the shop front as Axelle suggested. He secured the creature to a nearby severed telephone pole; the top half crushed the transformer into the brittle pavement. The antique shop had a large wooden door that was broken and half off the frame leading into the building. He meandered his way around the shop space in awe at the stuff he saw, only a few things could they actually benefit from taking. The good stuff had been inside the broken glass counter and on the wall behind it. He loaded the treasures into the wagon; two katana, a naval rapier an axe, along with several blades and daggers.
The Rakeeb soon turned his sights to the hardware store. Originally huge bay windows decorated the stores front; the glass was shattered and littered the ground inside and out. Inside was the perfect depiction of dream or a nightmare depending on who you asked. Every tool he could possibly imagine, and so many things he had no clue as to what the fuck he was looking at. He was like a kid in a candy shop, grabbing a little bit of everything it seemed; hammers, screwdrivers, crow bars, nails screws, pitches and hoes. By the time he felt like he needed nothing else the wagon was nearly half full.
Mido parked the horse and wagon in front of the weapons shop. He stepped inside; his padded feet grazed the glass on the floor. What was it that he really needed? Two arrows for his compound bow couldn’t be considered sufficient ammo. He needed arrows, and whatever else his selfish little heart desired. The sun dimly lit the front of the shop, getting darker near the back. Having any luck in here? He called out to Axelle.
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