Gregori looks at the man beneath those heavy brows for a moment before stepping up to the counter. He digs into his tattered coat and extracts a rather large bullet. It's as thick as his thumb and longer. He sets it down on the counter and lets it sit for a long second before looking up. "I need a custom revolver. Single action. Something to fit this, and more of them." He pauses almost thoughtfully. "And make it old fashioned." Another thought seems to occur to the man, and those blue eyes narrow. "One more thing: can you coat the rounds with something that a psion can't affect?" [i]With any luck, he'd say yes. I hadn't had a lot of luck lately.[/i]