text; un: harls

[nutbuckets]

so I need a job because my shopping addiction is waaaay beyond this stipend thingy

skills include gymnastics, psychiatry, kicking ass and taking names, finding lost things

I figure I could be a great mercenary or bounty hunter or hitwoman but IDK if those things are actual jobs you can get here

dog walker? bartender? I dunno!

any suggestions are welcome!

Comments

[nutbuckets]

Keep 'em if you want.

[It's somewhat flippant, but she's learned that she can give people weapons and she hasn't heard any complaints about them disappearing or anything.]

Y'know, I've never really checked if I can pull out ammo, I always just go for a new gun. Oh, man, or do those not even need ammo? I've never really used energy weapons.

[tech_nically]

[Just so offhandedly being told he can keep them is clearly unexpected, even if they were literally pulled out of thin air.]

Really?

[Well, it's certainly one way to see if they last. They look and operate as normal guns otherwise. Perhaps they could be maintained as such.]

I'm not sure about these specifically, but blaster pistols like my DeeCee-Seventeens would hold fifty shots to a power pack.

[nutbuckets]

[They come easy for her, so they're easy to give away. Not that she'd be stingy anyway, it's just not in her nature.]

Yep! Go for it!

[Well, if they might run out of power packs or whatever...]

Sounds like now's the time to see if I can get ammo.

[And she digs into the void, searching around, brows furrowed a little bit, only to produce a handful of power packs for the guns.]

Sweet, looks like I can make ammo!

[tech_nically]

[Given he's not even really sure where she's digging around, watching is something of a fascinating if not weird thing. He must not have been expecting much by way of results as he's surprised when Harley comes up with so much.]

That is extremely useful. And mind-boggling but I suppose it's not the only thing that doesn't make sense here.

[Tech shrugs and ejects one of the cartridges from a gun, pocketing it so he can pop in one of the newly produced ones into place. He takes several shots with the thing with a faint but satisfied smile.]

Yes, I think they work just fine.

[nutbuckets]

Yeah. Didn't even know I could do that.

[She says it with a little bit of wonder, shaking her head a bit.]

Well, it's useful anyway, and it means I won't run outta ammo if I find a gun I really like. Ya know?

[She watches as Tech fires off a few shots with the new ammo cartridges and nods thoughtfully.]

Well, you keep 'em and if you need more ammo you just give me a call. I don't got a lot goin' on so I can get 'em to you fast.

[tech_nically]

Quite so. Your ability will give you a definite advantage.

[Tech tucks the extra cartridges into his side pouch, nodding at Harley as he holsters the guns behind him.]

Thank you. I'll do that. If you need anything fixed or might think of any sort of devices you'd like that might be of use, I can try to put something together. It's the least I can do in return.

[nutbuckets]

Yeah! Pretty cool ain't it?

[She brightens visibly at what she considers a compliment.]

Oooh, you're good at all the fancy tech stuff, right. Guess that's all in the name then huh? And uh, lemme think on that. I'm sure I'll come up with somethin' that needs your attention.

[tech_nically]

Well, yes. Just as my brothers' names are Hunter, Crosshair and Wrecker- I'm sure you can guess at what they're good at.

But of course, no need to hurry on that. You have my contact if anything comes to mind.