03-23-2007, 05:40 AM
OOC: Oh he does know him, he just didn't know he was going to show up at his house :P Sorry if that wasn't clear...
Dominic nodded and pushed the door open for him, leading himside to his work room, where he started fitting his custom-made ammo into quick-loaders. He had to modify the quick-loaders of course, since the cylinders on his revolvers weren't standard issue. For one final touch though, he got out a set of letter-punches and stamped 'Santiago Special Issue .45/.38 Calibre' into the side of the gun's barrel, forever marking it as his own. An unofficial patent, if you will. "So you're a werebeast too I take it..." Dominic said, packing up his gunsmithing tools and preparing to do some leatherwork. His brand new guns still needed proper holsters and an ammo belt. He laid the leather on the bench and got out a grease pencil, marking out the shape of the belt and the holsters before getting a pair of shears. "I didn't recognise it right away... Most weres I see these days are wearing a collar or silver jewelry of some kind. Laws being what they are and all..." Dominic looked up at him and smiled slightly, looking him over slightly "You sure you don't want anything from me? I have a lot of skills and abilities most people would find useful. I've recently discovered I have a particular knack for gunsmithing..." he said, picking up the twin of the gun still stuck casually in his belt. "Take a look..." he said, handing the heavy black revolver to him by the barrel, so that he could take it by the grip. "I can do commissions, if the specs are detailed enough..."
Dominic nodded and pushed the door open for him, leading himside to his work room, where he started fitting his custom-made ammo into quick-loaders. He had to modify the quick-loaders of course, since the cylinders on his revolvers weren't standard issue. For one final touch though, he got out a set of letter-punches and stamped 'Santiago Special Issue .45/.38 Calibre' into the side of the gun's barrel, forever marking it as his own. An unofficial patent, if you will. "So you're a werebeast too I take it..." Dominic said, packing up his gunsmithing tools and preparing to do some leatherwork. His brand new guns still needed proper holsters and an ammo belt. He laid the leather on the bench and got out a grease pencil, marking out the shape of the belt and the holsters before getting a pair of shears. "I didn't recognise it right away... Most weres I see these days are wearing a collar or silver jewelry of some kind. Laws being what they are and all..." Dominic looked up at him and smiled slightly, looking him over slightly "You sure you don't want anything from me? I have a lot of skills and abilities most people would find useful. I've recently discovered I have a particular knack for gunsmithing..." he said, picking up the twin of the gun still stuck casually in his belt. "Take a look..." he said, handing the heavy black revolver to him by the barrel, so that he could take it by the grip. "I can do commissions, if the specs are detailed enough..."
