Amnesia

[Dawnika Snow]

The unlikely duo stepped into the cold harshness that was the Frozen Fields. Snow crunched beneath their boots as they took their first steps. A chill instantly ran down the vigilante’s spine, reminding her to zip up her jacket and roll down her sleeves. Ballad, however, seemed prepared for a chilly adventure with the heavy clothing he wore. Dawn took his initiative and summoned a large purple scarf as quickly as possible, wrapping it around her neck posthaste.


“Bitch..” Dawn whispered to herself rubbing her hands against her arms to create some warmth through method of friction. She knew it would be cold, but this was worse than anticipated. Thankfully, there wasn’t a profound blizzard right now, so visibility was decent. The small veils of loose snow being blown in the wind made an exceptional smokescreen, though.


“It is rather unforgiving here, is it not?” Ballad asked giving Dawn a quick glance. His revolver was still firm in his hand.


“You can say that again.” She agreed. “I still like it more than that Nexus. At least there’s a general atmosphere of something.”


Seeing Ballad’s weapon drawn, the vigilante thought it might be a good idea to draw her own. The problem was that her current weapons were insufficient to the task in this weather. She would need a close-range arsenal for this.


“Hey, watch my six. I’m going to acquire some more weapons.” Ballad was confused with the adolescent's code, though he assumed it meant to protect her while she did what she needed to. The vigilante focused her ‘power’ or whatever it was that made her prime into her glove that was once the omnilium orb received from Omni. It took nearly an hour, but soon Dawn had summoned many new weapons: A shotgun - which replaced the sword on her back, a pistol, a combat knife and a belt of grenades. Moyashi disappeared into the ether, as the assassin had no room to carry it anywhere else.

The gunsmith observed all of these weapons. He seemed quite interested in weaponry, at least guns. The assassin smirked at her prowess and her companion’s expression towards it. “I can see my weapons interest you. Would you like a demonstration? All I need is a target.”