all the people in those old photographs I've seen are dead [p w/Advay]

[Advay.]

[align=center][size=9pt]The request made Advay frown...did they...have bullets? He'd just barely touched their weapons store, as it wasn't exactly in hsi job description, but they had nobody to do it, so he supposed it was his job first. "W-what size bullets? What kind of-of gun?" He sniffed and pulled his scarf up to wipe his face. "We may have a handful, or s-something..."

// rushed!