You do have a handset communicator.... You can call for help.

With the potential bandits that is...

Yup... an' I'll do just that very thing, too...

I think I mentioned something about that in my OOC, didn't I? maybe I didn't... I'll have to go look...

Can I get fries with that?

You brought grenades????

Heck yeah, I brought grenades! Brought a couple of flashbangs and a concussion melon or two, I think... along with the Avenger, the shot gun, and the derringers, if I remember correctly... have to check the posts that far back to be sure but I'm thinking Dash got off the ship 'loaded for bear'!

A short time later the pilot climbed back out of his billet ready to wade out into Frisco’s streets. His pistol was strapped to his thigh and at the ready, of course, and he’d made sure to stow four extra loaders in his jacket pockets just in case. He had also tucked one of his derringers in a hideaway holster at the small of his back and tucked the other into his left boot, leaving space in the right for his knife. A ballistic mesh vest had been donned over the Gatling Gun Geisha t-shirt before he had shrugged into his denim jacket and slung his SPAS30 across his back (making sure to pocket a few extra rounds for the shotgun in his pockets, as well). Dash had deliberated on slinging the sniper rifle he kept under his bunk, too, but had decided against it at the last minute… If things get ugly on the pad, he decided, won’t do no good to have range, no how… Instead, he tucked a couple of the cigar-shaped flashbangs in his breast pocket, and a pair of smokers in another.
Always be prepared....

You forgot condoms. Willow will be vexed with you for forgetting that most basic of personal "protection" lol

...the great Fuzzy Wuzzy keeps an all-seein' eye out fer them as is twitchy.

Smokers and not concussion grenades, though, huh? Kay-o! That works.

Ya mean Miss Will didn't slip none inta Dash's pocket for he went traipsin' off?

Well, I hates ta ruin another bandanda but a fella's gotta do what a fella's gotta do.

That comment regarding the bandana was just all kinds of dirty.

Nice job on coming prepped with the armory on yer body! The Kid is proud!

The way I remember it (translation: I'm making this up as I go), the last time Willow tried to slip something into Sam's pocket, he misunderstood and thought Willow was breaking her rule of "no playing with shipmates". Things got out of hand, Willow had to trank him, he sulked for a day, and all kinds of bother.

And after that bandana comment, Willow's never taking laundry duty again!!

My posts are a little graphic....ahhh ok.

Get a room Eol

Tann buddy,

Not to make an issue of it or anything but I didn't say a thing about anybody's posts being too graphic, thank you merry vuch sssssiiiiir!

What I said - in reply to a comment about who might be the first to backpost a gratuitous sex scene - was; Not I. (Paraphrasing, of course.) Did I profess to never get graphic? Nope. Did I say that I don't swear or perhaps post hints and allegations? Nope. Never said that I wouldn't write on an 'adult' level and/or hint at what might happen next or might've happened last night, at all. What I said was that I wasn't going to post a 'gratuitous sex scene' on the forums, is all...

Dash's post, while maybe a bit crude (it's in the character traits, y'know), is far from what I'd define as gratuitous sex.

*Averts gaze*

It is all a bad dream, all a bad dream. You'll wake up and that bandana comment will have never existed...

*Frantically scrapes at tongue with fingernails.*

Bad taste in mouth. Must get taste out of mouth.

*bangs head against bulkhead repeatedly.*

Awck! Now I've got the mental imagery going.

VISUAL PERSON HERE!

Have mercy.

*Averts gaze*

It is all a bad dream, all a bad dream. You'll wake up and that bandana comment will have never existed...

*Frantically scrapes at tongue with fingernails.*

Bad taste in mouth. Must get taste out of mouth.

*bangs head against bulkhead repeatedly.*

Awck! Now I've got the mental imagery going.

VISUAL PERSON HERE!

Have mercy.