[H2]Charnud of Ingiros[/H2]

[quote]"On the contrary, having a gun is just as important as shooting it," Neri replied, patting the stool next to her in an invitation for Charnud to take a seat with her, "If I point one with intent then whomever is at the receiving end has to consider that I might open fire.  They then need to decide if whether whatever they want is worth the risk that blaster fire creates, which is to say, is what I want worth getting shot for?  A weapon immediately changes the equation."

She took another sip of her drink, "Relax.  It's not like those guys are coming back with a cache of weapons right away.  And its not like we need to use them right away either.  I can get blind drunk today and tomorrow I'll be sober! ... Not that I'm planning to get blind drunk."
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The Kiellar blinked at that, recalling quite a few scenario that perfectly matched what Neri was describing. Someone who absolutely had no idea how to use a blaster still aiming it at one's general direction would still cause a stir, though, again, it depends. "Ah, yes, of course. I suppose that works as well."

Charnud took her invitation, and got up to the raised stool with some difficulty. The planet's gravity was still taking some getting used to, if he ever got used to it. He wondered if he'll be using a cane before long and begin losing some height. Hopefully, he'd adapt well.

He nodded at her as she spoke of how getting drunk today would be of little consequence; well, aside from the inevitable hangover that would greet her in the morning, but he reasoned that she probably knew all about that. Telling her about something patently would be an insult upon her intelligence.

"Good to know," he nodded, taking a paper cup of clear water instead of anything alcoholic, at least for now. "It is rather strange that out of all the possible occupations we could have acquired, deputies and a sheriff were one of the last things in my mind. I imagined myself milking cattle, or something close to that effect."

He took a sip of water, making it quite clear that he was thirsty for the most basic resource required by most lifeforms, such as himself. "I mean, some of us are trained soldiers, so that is clear, but we just arrived. I suppose hard times force hard choices upon the desperate. Either way, I plan on leaving eventually. You might have noticed, or not, but this place feels... Heavy. I get tired too quickly. It's... aggravating."