Carthrat's journey into space - Round 3! Heaven or Hell!

[Carthrat]

Carthrat checks the clip size on the gun, along with checking out the make and age and worthiness of the weapon.

[Anastasia]

It looks to be of decent make, a few years old and with some use. Not bad on the whole, not a show piece either. It's a six bullet clip, standard set up.

[Carthrat]

Carthrat throws the gun away and looks for one with a not-tiny-clip.

[Anastasia]

Searching, you find a somewhat smaller gun, with a ten bullet clip. It's in slightly worse shape but still usable.

[Carthrat]

Carthrat decides that this place sucks and doesn't bother buying a gun, instead just walking up to the counter to pay for the stuff he just took.

[Anastasia]

It comes to a few hundred credits - not bad, not great. The man takes your C-card with a surly grunt, ringing the transaction swiftly. "Come back, you."

[Carthrat]

Carthrat stalks outside the shop, safe in the knowledge that he's now armed...

..with knives. Well, what was it they say? Guns for show, knives for the pro..

Lies! All lies!

Carthrat takes a trip to a hardware store and looks for a good multitool.

[Anastasia]

There is one - the best multitool you can find is passable, but not a supertool of doom + 5. Still, with nine functions and modes, it's not too bad.

[Carthrat]

Carthrat grabs and buys the tool, confident that with it, no obstacle is insurmountable!

[Anastasia]

Buying it is a simple matter, having eaten up more time. It's been a decent amount of time since you were at the security desk.

[Carthrat]

Carthrat heads back to the security desk, hoping to run into Rachel along the way.

[Anastasia]

No such luck - though, as you arrive, you find the same bot out there, as well as a few departing security agents - identifyable only by the fact they all wear the same black military style pants. Otherwise, they've switched to plainclothes.

[Carthrat]

Carthrat gives the security guards a wary glance as he approaches the bot..

"What's the word on the girl?" he asks, without preamble.

[Anastasia]

The bot looks up. "Clarify, please."

[Carthrat]

"The girl associated with the earlier incident who was taken in as a witness," replies Carthrat, rolling his eyes. Stupid bots.