[b] Daniel - Auto Garage - Amelia and Shannon [/b]

"That's much better, ma'am." Daniel lowered the Beretta, sliding the clip from the gun, and pulling back the slide to empty the round in the chamber. He stuffed the magazine in his back pocket and shoved the m9 into his vest holster. Daniel cautiously slid off his rucksack, but pulled the tac-tomahawk from its strap, sliding it into his belt. 

"M4 Carbine... I believe..." he went over to a cabinet near the right wall, opening it. He produced a case of 5.56 NATO Rounds. "...that these would fit that gun just fine. And I'd bet that you've got an empty clip; as you're using a Beretta instead of a carbine." He looked back at her. "But I'm gonna need you to unload your weapon for me before I give you these."

[b] Emma Crowe - Train Tracks - Hoedown of Doom Group [/b] 

Emma looked over to Aleck. "I think they're gone..." She held her knife tightly in her hand. She'd heard a voice... one that sounded mildly familiar... She dismissed the thought and looked over to Aleck. "W-what now...?"