[ Bass nods. He's usually not this polite but something about this guy... he's just kinda gut like... uncle vibes? Maybe? Bass is a robot he doesn't have uncles so who's he to put that kind of label on someone. ]
He was honestly expecting something, will, mundane? Like a convenience store or... some... other... kind of store. Look he's not really huge on shopping!
But that definitely grabs his attention and his optics light up excitedly. ]
SHOW ME YOUR WARES!
[ ...Wait there's something you have to do when interacting with normal people you want to get to like you. What was... ]
[Banshee straightens at the enthusiastic shouting. This boy would give Shaxx a run for his money. The name flickers briefly in his mind, but he doesn't try too hard to draw up the face it's connected to. Not when he's got someone wanting to see his stuff.]
Hm.
[Nodding, he turns to lead the way back into the generous space. It's...mostly empty, especially the further back you go, but he's got enough of a setup in the front of the room for a work area and storage. Cayde's even found him some shelving somehow, so he can put on display the weapons he's managed to fix up, modify, and in some cases design. He's had plenty of time to design.
It's not just firearms either. There are some blades, some bows, not a whole lot, but a guy's got to start somewhere. Of course, they're mostly sized for people of a human scale, although in the spacious area there are signs of tinkering and work on things of the larger end.]
[ Base follows him in, head whipping around this way and that, his fingers twitching like a kid in a toystore who just wants to put his hands on EVERYTHING. That old idiot Wily WISHES honestly. ]
Got anything weird? Something that makes you nervous to test out?!
[ There HAS to something dangerous and experimental in here! That's his jam. ]
[The Exo looks around. Hadn't he been working on something..? His optics alight upon something on the workbench behind his makeshift counter, hefty-looking. Some kind of rocket launcher?]
Don't know about nervous, just haven't got a chance to try this'n yet. ....
[He strokes his chin as he picks it up for inspection. It looks mostly done? What had this one been for again?]
[ Bass stares at it in wide eyed appreciation. He blinks and slaps his hands down on a table for the added dramatics because the situation calls for it. ]
That... is SO damn cool.
[ He finds his own weaponry and copy tech to be superior to most other forms of weaponry... but sometimes you see something that just makes you appreciate stuff. ]
[Sometimes it's nice hearing such plain but genuine awe over his work.
It's nearly half as tall as Bass is. Banshee sets it down on the table there in front of Bass before turning to pick up a small case of some of the rounds he'd prepared.]
Max capacity's four. Can't remember exactly what the specs were, gonna have to check my notes. Think it's got some electrical discharge.
[Some things he can at least sort of tell from the design.]
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[ Bass stops and frowns. ]
Wait you're not Cybertronian, right? You're too small, all those guys are HUGE! You can't be Shockwave.
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[ Bass nods. He's usually not this polite but something about this guy... he's just kinda gut like... uncle vibes? Maybe? Bass is a robot he doesn't have uncles so who's he to put that kind of label on someone. ]
What... kinda shop you got?
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There, kid has manners after all. Banshee nods, ready to just leave things at that, but the question has him pause.]
Weapons. Don't actually get too much business but this is what I know.
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He was honestly expecting something, will, mundane? Like a convenience store or... some... other... kind of store. Look he's not really huge on shopping!
But that definitely grabs his attention and his optics light up excitedly. ]
SHOW ME YOUR WARES!
[ ...Wait there's something you have to do when interacting with normal people you want to get to like you. What was... ]
...Please?
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Hm.
[Nodding, he turns to lead the way back into the generous space. It's...mostly empty, especially the further back you go, but he's got enough of a setup in the front of the room for a work area and storage. Cayde's even found him some shelving somehow, so he can put on display the weapons he's managed to fix up, modify, and in some cases design. He's had plenty of time to design.
It's not just firearms either. There are some blades, some bows, not a whole lot, but a guy's got to start somewhere. Of course, they're mostly sized for people of a human scale, although in the spacious area there are signs of tinkering and work on things of the larger end.]
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Got anything weird? Something that makes you nervous to test out?!
[ There HAS to something dangerous and experimental in here! That's his jam. ]
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[The Exo looks around. Hadn't he been working on something..? His optics alight upon something on the workbench behind his makeshift counter, hefty-looking. Some kind of rocket launcher?]
Don't know about nervous, just haven't got a chance to try this'n yet. ....
[He strokes his chin as he picks it up for inspection. It looks mostly done? What had this one been for again?]
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That... is SO damn cool.
[ He finds his own weaponry and copy tech to be superior to most other forms of weaponry... but sometimes you see something that just makes you appreciate stuff. ]
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It's nearly half as tall as Bass is. Banshee sets it down on the table there in front of Bass before turning to pick up a small case of some of the rounds he'd prepared.]
Max capacity's four. Can't remember exactly what the specs were, gonna have to check my notes. Think it's got some electrical discharge.
[Some things he can at least sort of tell from the design.]