Post by Jax on Jul 25, 2013 18:55:54 GMT -5
Jax's took in his surroundings and he sighed with happiness. For now he had the place to himself. Mia was off... doing something... all he knew was she borrowed a couple of his minions and said she would be safe on her own. He had replied he would rather she be safe and well armed but she refused to borrow anything from The Armory but he couldn't watch over her forever. She was a big girl... He supposed... and he wasn't worried. He certainly hadn't turned down the volume of his stereo just to make sure he heard his phone if she got in trouble that is for sure. He just... wanted a little quiet for once. Yes... that was it. A little quiet.
He nodded in affirmation as he packed more gunpowder into the shotgun shell he was holding while he nodded in satisfaction. The notion of full metal jacket shotgun shells seemed odd to others but it was just a practical application of his power. The metal of the gun could be affected by his touch, if it was touching the metal jacket and the jacket was touching the slugs or buckshot inside he could affect it thus FMJ shotgun shells might be a bit more expensive but they made sense... besides he had a feeling having a robot girl around the place it was only a matter of time before someone came looking at he would prefer to be prepared so he packed the shells as he bobbed his head to the quieter then normal music as it screamed of death and rage and victory and oddly enough about elves.
He put down he last of the shells and waved on his minions to finished the process as he walked to the fridge and opened the fridge to grab a beer as he smoked the cigarette in his mouth with a vengeance. He stooped and considered the beers and spoke aloud as he let his gaze wander the shelves. Each and every shelf was packed with beer of various kinds and sizes, imported beer and domestic. Even a couple that served a double purpose since they came from a monastery. Turned out the monks liked the bless their beer... nothing like seeing a confused vamps last moment as his flesh burns off from having a beer smashed open on him. Jax smiled a bit at that thought as he grabbed a simple brown bottled local brew and began to reach for the lid.... minor possible worries aside it was looking like a pretty relaxing day so far.
He nodded in affirmation as he packed more gunpowder into the shotgun shell he was holding while he nodded in satisfaction. The notion of full metal jacket shotgun shells seemed odd to others but it was just a practical application of his power. The metal of the gun could be affected by his touch, if it was touching the metal jacket and the jacket was touching the slugs or buckshot inside he could affect it thus FMJ shotgun shells might be a bit more expensive but they made sense... besides he had a feeling having a robot girl around the place it was only a matter of time before someone came looking at he would prefer to be prepared so he packed the shells as he bobbed his head to the quieter then normal music as it screamed of death and rage and victory and oddly enough about elves.
He put down he last of the shells and waved on his minions to finished the process as he walked to the fridge and opened the fridge to grab a beer as he smoked the cigarette in his mouth with a vengeance. He stooped and considered the beers and spoke aloud as he let his gaze wander the shelves. Each and every shelf was packed with beer of various kinds and sizes, imported beer and domestic. Even a couple that served a double purpose since they came from a monastery. Turned out the monks liked the bless their beer... nothing like seeing a confused vamps last moment as his flesh burns off from having a beer smashed open on him. Jax smiled a bit at that thought as he grabbed a simple brown bottled local brew and began to reach for the lid.... minor possible worries aside it was looking like a pretty relaxing day so far.
