The typical snoop day. Although she knew there was always the watchful eye of her Unca Bailey or any other CSec officer. Delmira found herself on the Presidium, wondering around the different stalls where merchants peddled her wares. Out of curiosity, she walked by every single one, peering at the merchants with a curious eye before heading to the next one.
Except this one, there was no one in line, and seemed a bit secluded. It looked like an arms dealer shop, there were some guns on display, and they looked custom made. Del trotted up to the stall, her head barely making it over the top of the counter, resting her chin on it. She held up her hand, high above her head and closed her eyes. “A WEAPON OF YOUR FINEST!”
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