"You're not wrong. I can, indeed, ask for any weapon, bespoke, I like." Natalia slowly leveled the gun, placing its butt against her shoulder and staring down the scope. Almost everything faded into herself and the target, the farthest one down the range, some hundreds of paces away. Despite this, she kept talking. "And I am sure I will get it, eventually. This... I would worry about sustaining it.
"No, more than that. A question: You have a dozen bespoke weapons among you and your... Friends? Party members? Squad? Regardless-- Yours breaks. Are you familiar enough with your squad's weapons and spacing to act with them properly? It's the same with bullets and cartridges, only you're asking yourself that question every time you need to reload. It's not often I will speak in favor of standardization, but this? This is a good use-case, and one artisans can't necessarily do without enough people asking for it."
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Date: 2024-12-30 06:52 am (UTC)"No, more than that. A question: You have a dozen bespoke weapons among you and your... Friends? Party members? Squad? Regardless-- Yours breaks. Are you familiar enough with your squad's weapons and spacing to act with them properly? It's the same with bullets and cartridges, only you're asking yourself that question every time you need to reload. It's not often I will speak in favor of standardization, but this? This is a good use-case, and one artisans can't necessarily do without enough people asking for it."