Krieger, a blaster pistol.
[Yes, the pistol is one of the “Deadly Friends”]
“Foolish,” Aya’s electronic voice says. “Sometimes you do need a blaster.”
Yae makes a face, but finally sighs. “Yes. But usually when is realized, are some guns scattered on ground.”
“You can’t just trust any weapon you pick up, idiot, especially if it’s ended up on the ground because of you.” She makes what might be a disapproving clucking, or perhaps a less human utterance. “Fine. Take this.” She pulls a weapon – slowly – from a holster from her lower thigh, and hands him a worn but quite serviceable blaster. “Buckdot HH47, a Mark 83. Reliable, powerful, deadly.” She makes another noise, probably laughter. "Sort of like you.”
“You turn head.” He takes the pistol, professionally checks the charge, the blast chamber, hefts it in each hand, pulls out the pack and grounds the chamber out, then takes a couple of dry shots at the floor before reloading. “Looks nice.”
She whuffs, an odd sound through the helmet’s mic. “It is nice. Hard to find any left these days, since Buckdot chose the losing side in the Ascension Wars. Promise me you won’t lose it.”
He grins, broadly. “Don’t promise will use. But promise will keep it near heart. Or lower digestive organs, as may be case.”
Krieger is a large hand blaster pistol, matte gray (as though any finish has been stripped off), showing the wear of a weapon that has seen regular use (and regular care). Monster carries it on a right thigh holster. Sometimes he even remembers to use it.
By Flycan