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 Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2013 5:02 pm
 Andrea Peltier Andrea grinned and took the gun, "No one has ever trusted me like this before..." she looked at the gun in her grasp. She let him put on the equipment and listened to his instructions. "Okay..." she closed one eye and pulled the trigger.
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2013 5:30 pm
Brian O'Callighan  Brian smiled. Pulling a string to bring down the target. "Nice shot." Smiling at her. Pulling her close he kissed her. "You give guns a new meaning of sexy." Rubbing her arms. "How about for the gun and holster... you, me, dinner."
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2013 6:10 am
Andrea Peltier Andrea smirked, "I cheated..." she smiled and rolled her eyes at his comment, "Uh, huh..." she looked at Brian, "How about, tomorrow, after my shift at the club?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2013 7:58 am
Brian O'Callighan Brian smiled and nodded. "Sounds like a plan." Taking of the safety equipment. Smiling at her and leading her out front. "Alright. I will be there. And you…" Pointing at her. "Be ready for a great night."
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2013 8:09 am
Andrea Peltier Andrea nodded and kissed Brian on the cheek, "See you tomorrow, or, if you come to the club later?" she smirked and walked back to the club. ((Exits))
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Posted: Fri Feb 15, 2013 11:41 am
Brian O'Callighan Brian smiled as he watched her leave. Rubbing his cheek where she kissed him. "Yeah..." Going to the back he went to work. Engraving a pistol he had a gift for a friend. Keeping close to the door in case someone came in. Whistling as he engraved a Celtic prayer.
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Posted: Mon Aug 26, 2013 3:09 pm
 Shayla Fagan Shayla walked through the front door and rang the bell at the front desk. She had finally finished fixing his jackets to better hide his hardware. She also had worked out some custom holsters for him to sell in his shop along side some business cards for her shop. She looked around at the hand cannons and other artillery pieces he had hanging on the wall. This sure was a nice place seemed his boss had enough faith in him if he was gonna let him run a same house and hardware store for him.
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Posted: Mon Aug 26, 2013 3:23 pm
Brian O'Callighan Brian walked out from his graving. "Shay! It's nice to see you." He hung up the custome holsters. Taking his jackets and putting them in a closet. He smiled and turned to face her. "What can I do for you?" Smiling he leaned forward over the counter. "Oh how much do I owe you?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 26, 2013 3:35 pm
Shayla Fagan "For the jackets 20 all told, as to the holsters I thought you might be able to sell them here. They were for a gent that went and got himself a shiny new pair of cement shoes. I couldn't do anything with 'em, was hoping you might be bale to." She replied with a smirk. She didn't care if her customers got bumped off, it happened she just preferred that they were paid in full when it happened. "I haven't gotten any new jobs over at The Harlequin is everything good there?" She asked as a side note, normally how a night club was doing didn't much matter to her, but in the past The Harlequin had been one of her best accounts.
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Posted: Mon Aug 26, 2013 3:49 pm
Brian O'Callighan Brian brought out the cash. "I can sell them. Many guys want those. And I haven't heard anything." Grabbing a rag and cleaning the counter. "Oh I got something for you!" Her turned around and reached down. Pulling out a small pistol.
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Posted: Mon Aug 26, 2013 3:57 pm
Shayla Fagan Shayla smiled "why thank-you Galahad but I prefer to get to the point." accompanying the words with a flick of the wrist revealing a stiletto. "It's quick and it's quiet if a bit messy. Besides I am a little old seamstress, why would anyone be on the make for me?" She asked as she put the knife away.
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Posted: Mon Aug 26, 2013 4:14 pm
Brian O'Callighan Brian smiled at her. "Guys who seek your fancy. I can suppress it and give you rounds that stop." Grabbing a box of ammo and setting it down. Taking a metal cylinder and closing the case. Screwing it onto the pistol. "Shorter range and silent. But still very iffy on amount of use."
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Posted: Mon Aug 26, 2013 4:21 pm
Shayla Fagan Shayla laughed out loud at the idea of her striking a guys fancy when she dressed and acted like an old maid. Especially in a world where women seemed to give it up for the hint of a whiskey sour. What reason would anyone have to go after the dowdy wall flower? But she still conceded to the offer "If you insist, so what will I owe you for the piece?" She asked him as she watched him work on the weapon.
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Posted: Mon Aug 26, 2013 4:34 pm
Brian O'Callighan Brian smiled at her. "Nothing. Your safety is price enough." Walking around the counter and handing it to her. "Took a little work to get these handles. But mother of pearl with your initials engraved." Grabbing a small box and placing it in. "I also got business cards for you to hand out."
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Posted: Mon Aug 26, 2013 4:40 pm
Shayla Fagan She raised an eyebrow "engraved....seems you had this baby in the works for a while there Galahad you know something I don't?" She asked finding it a little strange that he would go to such lengths without being asked to do so. She took the cards from Brian and slipped them into her little handbag she would put them up in her shop and she was sure the young Turks that ordered clothes from her owuld be all to happy to visit Brain as well.
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