"Not really anything I can think of. Do anything you want."
His voice trails off as he turns down a hallway.
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"Hmm. Guess I'll fix the rifle." [b]He teleports to the top of the ship and starts fixing the rifle.[/b]
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The rifle's barrel is blackened, the scope needs to be replaced, the gas system has been chewed at by.....something, the handle was splitting down the middle, the trigger had snapped and the buttstock was rusting in the srpings. Python hums Back in Black by AC/DC as he walks towards the comms relay. He opens it and takes a look, sighing.
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"Damn. This gun has taken a beating." [b]He looks at it. [/b] "This is going to take some serious work."
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He starts disconnecting and reconnecting wires. A few of the spark in his hands but eventually the comms relay hums to life. The rifle stays silent in your hand.