[ Yeah she has the gun, of course she brought it with her, but it's not even about protecting herself any more. Not really. After all, a bullet-less rifle isn't much good when it comes down to it. It's a habit more than anything these days, and when she catches sight of Charlie - and more importantly clues in to what she's commenting on - she shrugs and props it against the wall, standing quickly. ]
No, uh. That's from back home. Useless piece of crap, but y'know. [ She nudges it with her foot to make a point, letting the gun fall to the floor with a shrug, then turns back to look at Charlie again, eyeing her closely. ]
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No, uh. That's from back home. Useless piece of crap, but y'know. [ She nudges it with her foot to make a point, letting the gun fall to the floor with a shrug, then turns back to look at Charlie again, eyeing her closely. ]
So. Who are you, then?