And I guess the guns are just matching accessories.
[Lowell replies, lowering his hands to his desk in front of him. The three of them had been in there for... god knows how long. Hours, definitely. Days, maybe? He lost track as well, but keeping the right maintenance on the Transporter was practically a 24-7 job. He really could use an assistant too if he was honest with himself, but being too prideful was always a sin of his.
Still, guns. That's dangerous. That's serious business, and he really shouldn't be sassing right now of all times, but he's also past the point on his internal clock when he continues to give a fuck about what tumbles out of his mouth.]
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[Lowell replies, lowering his hands to his desk in front of him. The three of them had been in there for... god knows how long. Hours, definitely. Days, maybe? He lost track as well, but keeping the right maintenance on the Transporter was practically a 24-7 job. He really could use an assistant too if he was honest with himself, but being too prideful was always a sin of his.
Still, guns. That's dangerous. That's serious business, and he really shouldn't be sassing right now of all times, but he's also past the point on his internal clock when he continues to give a fuck about what tumbles out of his mouth.]