The Kvartet - Temna Roza Jazz Club

[Foxglove]

Maren had to wince slightly as he mimed the gun blowing his brains out. She wasn't too much a fan of gore at all. "Eh, yeah, it really is better than that," she agreed with an awkward smile, before clearing her throat and thinking for a moment, tapping the clasp of her handbag with a fingernail. "Well, if we're talking big guns, my man was surprisingly liberal with what he seemed willing to take. Anything big enough to be mounted on, let's say, your generic battleship would suffice, though we are mostly talking primary and secondary turrets." Reaching into her handbag, Maren withdrew a PDA and offered it to Jimmy. On it, he would find several guncam images of turrets mounted on Bismarck class battleships, which had evidently been taken while passing the battleship they had been mounted on. Additionally, there were detailed descriptions of the RBT-61h and RBT-4c battleship armaments. "Something along these lines, though really: Anything in that calibre is okay."

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