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Vladimir was listening and felt a small smile creep on his face. Those two were certainly something. He found himself leaning against a wall and held back a laugh as they got into his...what did they call it? Apple juice...which was actually rum. He then tilted his head and rolled his eyes. [color=lightblue]"That was a phrase that was spoken until much later. And that ship"[/color] a look of pride as he nodded to it. [color=lightblue]"Was mine. She was my pride and joy...until..."[/color] a look passed through his eyes and he shook his head. [color=lightblue]"Anyway....you realize that what you have in those glasses is rum right?"[/color] that faraway look was still there, but there was now a touch of humor with it.

He held the gun in his right hand and moved to a closet. When he opened it a stash of two different types of bullets filled it. One type was pure silver, the other were bullets that seemed to have liquid in them...holy water bullets. He took out a container of each and set the gun and the billets on the counter before speaking. [color=lightblue]"It would seem my services are available again. To be neutral once more."[/color] he looked over at Jean. [color=lightblue]"These are a gift for Sasha. I figure a trained gun like yourself is perfectly fine with his own"[/color] a knowing expression crossed his face. He had seen the gun case. He probably also recognized jeans face from a hut he was supposed to do as a part of soldier, but now they were on the same side.