Foxtrot Zone(Tigerlily/Cowboy)

[Bee]

Cowboy sidestepped slightly, but kept moving, as he felt her hand on his right shoulder. He was a bit touchy about the fact he got a little to close to a detonating "Bouncing Betty" Landmine when he was younger. He didn't want to tell his new friend what really happened to him, not yet at least. "Yeah...I guess we'll go there." He replied as he snaked his way through the crowds of people. Evidently they had managed to make their way to some sort of midtown market.


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Across the market, a sleek, solid black german shepherd was busy dealing with a Tigress with a thick russian accent.

"Twenty-Two hundred for both." He said, as he inpected a pair of MP7 submachine guns.

"Twenty Five." The Tigress replied coldly, exhaling cigarette smoke through her nose. "I had to kill many people to get those weapons. Twenty Five Hundred or go home, whelp."

"Tell you what," the cunning shepherd known as Duke grinned, "Throw in some holsters and a few magazines and you got yourself a deal."

The Tigress barked something out in Russian to another nearby furr, and smiled coldly at Duke, "We have a deal."