[Like Revy, Booker suffers from chronic boredom unless there's something to shootdo. Luceti is not condusive to this in the slightest and as a result he's taken to walking without aim to pass the fucking time.
He'd go to the bar but he was kicked out for spending too much time there. Damn people...
He was plotting how he could get some beer (seriously, that was all he wanted) without someone going back to Elizabeth and tattling on him when he saw Revy going at the aluminum cans.
Those guns he was not familiar with. Anything after the 1900's was lost on him. He'd only lived up to 1912 - but those looked amazing.]
What model are those?
[He asks when she's reloading a magazine - not wanting to startle her when there's a live round in the chamber.]
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shootdo. Luceti is not condusive to this in the slightest and as a result he's taken to walking without aim to pass the fucking time.He'd go to the bar but he was kicked out for spending too much time there. Damn people...
He was plotting how he could get some beer (seriously, that was all he wanted) without someone going back to Elizabeth and tattling on him when he saw Revy going at the aluminum cans.
Those guns he was not familiar with. Anything after the 1900's was lost on him. He'd only lived up to 1912 - but those looked amazing.]
What model are those?
[He asks when she's reloading a magazine - not wanting to startle her when there's a live round in the chamber.]