International Demon Wrangling Company

[Razuel]

Raz  pulled a roll of gauze and a small flask of hydrogen peroxide, and began to treat, "Well, tell ya what, when you're all better, You and I will go take this beast on, considering it isn't taken care of by that time."

[Ibi Tanvaal]

"Sounds *grunt* like a plan" Ibi was clearly going to be stuck in here for a while. They were in a bad way and decided to rest for a bit. "By the way, thanks for all this." Ibi smiled softly. It was good to know who was on their side.

[Razuel]

Razuel finished bandaging Ibi up, "Well, I'm happy to help. Aaand that should do, oh and by the way, I'm new to this... er, business, I actually used to be a mercenary but the demons kept killing my clients, and my very last client left behind this cool sword.", Raz placed his sword on a coffee table, "Told me that it's 'the bane of evil' despit e it's appearance."

[Ibi Tanvaal]

"Huh... I knew someone who used to wield a sword like that. It burned through anything when he wanted it to. He let me use it a few times. You know what this does?" Ibi asked, pointing to a small latch on the end of the hilt.

[Razuel]

Razuel picked up the sword, "Uh, yeah. It shoots a silver flame that burns all that it touches... But I don't use it very often."

[Ibi Tanvaal]

"It's really good for taking out critters." Ibi said, before settling in the chair.

[Razuel]

Raz replaced his sword back into its holster, "Yeah, it is really useful."

[Ibi Tanvaal]

"I want to get something like that for my Katana." Ibi motioned to the sword that was on the floor. "Feel free to check it out while I rest."
They paused for a moment before adding "be careful, by the way, the blade is super sharp and coated with the same gunpowder I use in my sniper."

[Razuel]

Raz picked up the Katana and took it out of its holster and started to toss it around, "Hmm, good balance, light weight, but the blade is disfigured... what happened there?"

[Ibi Tanvaal]

"It was made like that. It means there are areas where the flame burns hotter for longer." Ibi said. "That and... poor maintenance. I haven't been able to get it to a forge for a while."
They sat up and picked up their sniper. Removing the bullets was simple enough and they showed Razuel. "Here's what I use for this puppy. 50mm depleted uranium rounds. They catch fire on impact."

[Razuel]

"That's pretty nice, but I tend to stick to small and compacted, like an A4 Magnum.", Raz flexed his arm and an A4 MAGNUM came out and stopped at Raz's palm, "This little thing packs a massive punch, and that little port on the side is for modifiers, mainly Fire, Ice, Shock, and Poison, yeah some new business called Mali-something, paid me in a compact machine that replenishes my mods... it's really nice."

[Cifero Windtail]

"Ah, the ceremonial "mine is bigger" contest," the female voice said, though it seemed to come from Zephyr, one of his eyes a blood red shade. "Quiet, you," he replied, glaring upwards as his eyes turned blue again. Sighing, he drew his own gun, a strangely modified P-229 Sport, and walked over to the others. "... So. You're from the Borderlands, then?" he asked Razuel, pulling out a strange cartridge and holding it in his hand as his eyes glowed.

[Razuel]

"Well, yes and no. That company just decided to pay me with conveniences... I think that it was when they were a young company, but I did used to do some jobs over there, fighting whatever was left of Hyperion and simple 'kill this get paid' kind of things, but that was quite sometime ago... When I accepted long-term contracts.", Raz holstered his gun, "I'm so sorry, but I don't think I've properly introduced myself to you two, ahem... I'm Razuel Dracon, former Ex-Mercenary. By the way, that's a good choice for a gun, but I prefer my magnum."

[Cifero Windtail]

Zephyr nodded. "To each their own, I suppose," he said, clicking the cartridge in. "If we're talking about weapons, I should let you know that this can fire pretty much anything... including healing charges." Suddenly, the cat pointed the gun at Ibi and fired, a wave of healing light washing over her. "Though really, I'm more of a blade guy."

[Ibi Tanvaal]

Ibi felt relief as the shot hit them. The aches and pains disappeared rapidly, followed by the uncomfortable warmth that had been spreading throughout them.
"Thanks... I'm more of a ranger myself, but I can hold my own in close combat."