Rose smiled back at the other woman, already feeling that spark of mutual appreciation. "As I like to say, explosions are a girl's best friend." She tapped her ears. "Let's all agree to give some warning though? I like my eardrums in tact. That's what ear plugs are for."
"My XM8 for general stuff like this, but I'm best with my little Walthers. More sport when you're using little pea-shooters, I think." She waved to the grenade module on her back. "And of course there's that for the non-squishy targets."
Rose gestured vaguely. "I don't remember much of a family, but one day someone was putting a gun in my hand and telling me it was shoot or be shot. All up hill from there mostly." She tucked a stray hair behind her ear with a coy smile. "And I learned to use more than just guns."
Rose smiled charmingly at the woman who addressed her. "They call me Eris." She offered her hand in greeting. "So, why'd you choose death and destruction as your career path?"
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