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The Legend of Mann.
ShadedExalt:
A match striking is heard, and all the lamps light at once.
"There we go."
The interior of the Wanderlust is carpeted and cramped, filled with merchandise of all kinds. Coats, guns, parts, engines, non-perishable supplies... Everything one could need.
"Here we are."
Procuring a finely crafted cold weather suit, Gaige reveals it with a flourish.
"Constructed sturdily from walrus, seal, and bear skins, this piece of kit is waterproof, weatherproof, and is guaranteed to protect against the worst our world has to offer."
Carn:
"Looks like the model my grandpa used." he gives it a sniff "Yep, there's the smell of pastol oil. I guess it'll do. Hard to find top of the line suits outside of Anglea."
ShadedExalt:
"I will have you know that this is top of the line. The oil smell is from the sealskin, it's supposed to be there."
((If someone says something is ____, unless it's full of bullshit, it's rude to say it is not, in fact, ____.))
Koali:
(Is that aimed at anyone in particular? Also mind your language, we're civilized bar bums.)
There is a sound of someone sliding down the ladder, followed by a soft thump.
"Yo! I'm here!"
Carn:
(Ahem, I'm going on the fact that Angleans are the most likely to have the best sub-zero tech. We already had a plan to go there, which as I've said will need to be done anyways for engine change.)
"Don't get me wrong. It's in good condition, and it's better than anything you will find outside of Anglea. It should do him just fine. So long as we're not out there for over a month."
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