Anvi held her shield up defensively, and found herself molded into the wooden stairwell. [I]Ouch.[/I] [i]I guess the bullets are deadly even outside of the gun.[/I] Quicker than lightening, she sprang up from the wooden rubble, and summoned a dagger. [Color=darkgoldenrod]"Nice bullets.[/color] [color=darkgoldenrod] Real fancy.[/color] [color=darkgoldenrod]Just one question:[/color] [color=darkgoldenrod]how many daggers do you think tills take to dismantle that thing?"[/color] She flung the dagger, aiming straight for his foot. [Color=darkgoldenrod]"You also think you can tell me where you got it from?[/color] [color=darkgoldenrod]I'm asking for a friend."[/color] 

Barett always did have a soft spots for guns. Maybe if she beat this old guy, she could snatch his gun when he wasn't looking. [I]Or, you know, passed out.[/I] [i]That's works too.[/I]