The scene opens up with the focal point being on a tall blonde individual walking through the crowd. After turning in his bounty earlier in the day he figured it would be best to make some purchases. Purchases that would increase his ability to defend himself outside of his devil fruit ability. If they weren't on an island he would be at a major disadvantage. Being defenseless would simply not do for him. He needed to be able to carry his own weight outside of the ground should he be in that kind of situation. Also being able to handle weapons would also mislead others on his devil fruit ability. If he engaged normally without his fruit he would have a significant advantage in the element of surprised. However, he knew he would be in the ground majority of engages on land. It didn't hurt to have some form of protection otherwise.

As he walked through the crowd he had a conversation inside of his head. 'What kind of fighter above land would I be? A close range fighter would give him, even more, overwhelming strength. However, fighting from a distance would make fights easier than usual. Technically with his fruit, he fought from a distance due to never really exposing his body unless he was required to. Yet, ballistic weapons were effective against non-fruit users. By that, he thought about guns, granted he wasn't one to kill just because he needed a means of defending himself. Not to mention he could use rubber bullets or riot shells to disable a target from afar. He did have a keen eye, little did he know his father was also a sniper. So it was only natural that his mind drifts towards the usage of ranged weaponry. It was in his genes to want to use this form of fighting. But it did dawn on him, why not have the best of all worlds. Be greedy in this aspect, use ranged weapons in a close ranged fashion, develop a new fighting style that used weaponry as well as his body. Even combining aspects of his fruit into the mix.' He thought.

It wasn't long before Lucas found himself in the shopping district. Small shops lined the sidewalks with all sorts of life passing by. A certain shop caught his eye, Sam's Smithery. He couldn't explain it, but Lucas found himself wandering into the shop. A vast assortment of basic weaponry lined the walls with a counter at the back of the shop. As he entered the door hit the bell on the way in signaling the entrance of a patron. “Hello?” Lucas's voice echoed through the vacant store upon entry. He looked around at the possible paths he could choose.

 
Lucas looked up and down at the weapons hanging on the wall. A vast assortment of goods just out in the open meant a few things. Whoever was the owner of the shop ran a tight ship. Most people wouldn't just leave the storefront open like this without some level of confidence. Then again stealing a weapon in plain view of the store would be foolish. A being came out of the back room, completely draped in black. He or she looked like a creature of the night. Lucas wasn't one to assume one's gender especially if they weren't human. 'Mink?' He thought to himself as the figure came around the corner. Lucas continued to eyeball the weapons on the wall. He squatted down and really stared at the craft of each weapon. As Lucas heard the mink's voice he stood up once more and walked over to the front counter.

“Howdy!”

After saying the name of the shop, Lucas could only assume one thing. “I am guessing you are Sam? The names Lucas, its a pleasure. Fine shop ya got here...”

Lucas looked at the weapons rack behind Sam. This caused him to stop mid-sentence, Lucas found what he was looking for. The rifles, handguns, and shotguns rested on behind Sam. That is what Lucas was really looking for. His eye seemed to shimmer with the thought of wielding such a weapon. It was as if it was meant for him to use such tools.

“You got to excuse me, I am admiring the craftsmanship of the items behind you. I am looking for something with a bit of kick close range and a handgun if possible.”

 

Lucas was swiftly corrected on the name of the new owner. “I apologize for assuming, It's a pleasure Dev.” Lucas only made eye contact for a moment before looking at the ballistic weaponry again. Most pirates favored melee weapons, rarely did you see a known pirate that toted around these kinds of weapons. Maybe it was time to change that. Devroux explained the situation, of Lucas's desires.

“That all sounds perfect! The question is long barrel or short.” He said for a moment thinking. The cogs in his head began to turn once more. 'Long barrel could be cumbersome, but it does have a longer range. Then again shotguns are best at close range due to spread. So it is looking like short barrel for the best option here. Not to mention sneak attacks from below would be easier with a shorter barrel.'

After his little inner powwow with himself. He came to the conclusion on that short barrel would be optimal option here. “Short barrel will be perfect for me. I won't be shooting ng from a short distance anyways. As long as it has that kick I think I will be fine. I am assuming being a blacksmith shop you will have to craft these things.” Luckily Lucas wasn't in a rush, if the blacksmith was fast he would be out of the shop in no time.


“As a small request engrave LD on the side of the weapon if possible.”

Lucas had a deeper reasoning for wanting to do so. The L stood for his first name and the D stood for Dagon. His adopted family, even though his real last name was Sturm. He wasn't raised by his biological father due to unfortunate reasons.

 

Lucas smiled at Devroux's response, he wasn't going to be too long in the store. “Aye, I will take a look around, no rush.” He replied. It was better than it was faster due to just turning in a major bounty head. Not that he was worried about the beli getting stolen, just the fact he needed to get out of the district because he could have been followed. Dev went into the back to begin working, Lucas left him to his job. Meanwhile, Lucas walked around the store to kill some time. He took a few moments at each section of the store to really admire the work that was done on the items. Lucas knew a lot of these items were for display purposes as it was better to get something fresh off the iron than something that been sitting around for a while. Unless it was some legendary or cursed weapon. Which you seldom find in a shop. It would be something that was found in a museum or held in the hands of someone notable. Maybe just lost to time and waiting to be found by its destined partner.

Lucas heard the sounds of the mink working in the back. Dev would have no idea what kind of trouble followed Lucas around due to being an unknown in the Calico pirates. Far as Devroux knew he was just some pirate trying to get some weaponry. He didn't want Dev to get involved in his trouble, granted the mink looked as if he could handle himself rather well due to all the weapons in the shop. Regardless Lucas wasn't a fan of dragging people into his personal problems. Then again attracting unnecessary attention wasn't too smart neither. He wasn't aware of Devroux's alignment in the world. Granted Lucas assumed neutral due to owning a shop on an island dominated by the Mafia, Revolutionaries, and Pirates. Being a Marine here would be something to keep quiet about unless they near the marine base in the district.

It was roughly thirty minutes before Devroux emerged from the back room. He brandished two weapons born from fire. Lucas walked back over to the counter and looked over the weapons with almost glowing eyes. He carefully eyed the craftsmanship, cradling them like newborns one at a time.

“They are everything he wanted and more,” Lucas said while reaching into his back pocket and pulling out some beli (crafting points). He put a lump sum on the counter, “Keep the change.” Lucas took the pistol and placed it in on his right side in his pants like a typical pirate. The handle hung out of the front of his pants for quick reach. Afterward, he took the shotgun and held the handle with his left while the barrel rested on his left shoulder. “I will have to make some holsters for these bad boys but this will do. It was a pleasure doing business with you Devroux. When I need some more work done I will be sure to stop by again.” Ammo wasn't required to be bought because Lucas knew the ship had a wide variety in the armory. He could pull from there when he got back with the Beli.

Lucas walked out the front door, he looked back at the blacksmith, “Till next time friend.”

[Exit]

Primo
Short Barrel Shotgun obtained
20 CP Paid