Get you Gone

[cityship]

The meeting is over, the teams have been assigned, the plans have been laid out. It's time to get weapons.

It's time to wish each other luck, and say goodbyes--with the hope that they're only "good bye for now"s.

It's about to get very hairy from here on out.

Comments

Re: GUNS!

[governmentninja]

"Ok... and what is this personal item?"

He's not a mind reader, Billy, and the list of personal items is too huge for him to memorize.

[morphitudinous]

"It's referred to as a Power Morpher. It's a silver and black device slightly larger than an average adult human fist, with a gold coin set in the center. When activated, it instantly summons a suit of armor and forms it over the body of the user. There should be several in storage, but mine is the one with a Triceratops head engraved in the coin's surface."

Billy wondered for a moment afterward if that explanation made any logical sense. The name's the most important thing, right?

[governmentninja]

Judging from the subtle change in expression from Leon, it probably made virtually no sense to him. But he got all the relevant information.

Billy Cranston. Power Morpher. Nothing else he needs to know. Especially since he was able to locate the item easily enough.

"Looks like Stacy still has it, and you can pick it up from Weapons & Possessions in a few minutes."