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[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Ace in a bar.

Actually, more like Ace in a booth in the far corner of the bar, staring disconsolately at the picked-apart mess that used to be a peanut butter and marmite sandwich. Come ask her what the hell she was thinking. Or why she's still here, when there is clearly a sign on the board that says she isn't.

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[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"...." Ace considers this.

"We'll start with gunpowder." Low explosives. Less chance of missing limbs.

[skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com]

"... I'm hoping that 'gunpowder' is something used with guns, insted of guns ground to powder." Svava laughs quietly.

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Blink.

"Yes. Rather."

...

"Dunno if ground guns explode..." But it does sound like she might try to find out. Oy.

[skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com]

"They're mostly metal, and wood." Svava has seen guns. Not handled them, but she's seen them often enough.

"The wood might burn, ground, but not the metal. The bullets that are put into the gun, how those work? Probably would though."

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

...
"Should try it sometime."

She wonders how bad the gunslingers would kill her if they heard her ordering gun powder from the Bar.

Best to do it when they're not around then.

[skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com]

Ace does come up with very good (survival oriented) ideas. Svava grins, and sips her milkshake.

"And also- how many fireworks are left?"