Equipping My Alv

Surprisingly, the store owner chuckled before the turrets disappeared back into the ceiling, "I'm just joking. Chill lady. I know you aren't friends with them since I saw what happened at the door. Come on in then, you looking to get yourself a new piece? Ah… But if would just wait a moment and let me clean this up."

He went out from the counter and started cleaning the floor of the blood stains while a robot floated out through a side door to pick up the bodies and dragging them away.

The store owner cleaned up the mess casually before beckoning us into the store.

"Come in then. What are you looking for today? I have pistols, rifles, shotguns, machine guns, whatever you want."

"We're looking for personal shields."

"Ah, looking for defence instead of offence I see. I have those too."

He went back behind the counter and the three of us approached him.