Carmen was in a large store at the back looking at the hunting rifles, but was distracted by the idiotic young man swinging one around thinking he was being supposedly “badass” as he was telling his friend excitedly. The store employee couldn’t do much from behind the counter beyond demanding the moron to stop. Catching the barrel of the gun with her hand just as it was about to hit her, Carmen turned around and let out short laugh. “Try that again and I’ll break your hand.” When she noticed someone else watching she scoffed at them. “What, are you with this idiot?”
Madelyn couldn't help but let out a yelp as the man swung around one of the rifles. She had been perusing, not that she actually intended to buy. The raven-haired woman couldn't help but stop and watch the man as did a few others, she realized. Regium was filled with people similar to him, people who thought guns were toys and that wasn't something she particularly enjoyed. "What? Oh...no. No. I was just too scared to move passed him." She admitted.
