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Bernice grabbed the two silenced M2F pistols off of her rack and slid them into the holsters on her legs. Then, she strapped the LC7 to her back so it was easy to reach. Looking around, she saw that everyone was already done with everything and waiting for her.
"Why am I always the one to be last?" she complained in mock anger.
"Because you're short, little girl." Alex said. Even though the mirrored visor of the CASE hid his face, Bernice could tell that Alex was smiling.
"Thanks a lot," she said, and followed Morgan to the door of the armory.
"Why am I always the one to be last?" she complained in mock anger.
"Because you're short, little girl." Alex said. Even though the mirrored visor of the CASE hid his face, Bernice could tell that Alex was smiling.
"Thanks a lot," she said, and followed Morgan to the door of the armory.