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Message: <blockquote data-quote="kirinke" data-source="post: 3905841" data-attributes="member: 15409">(I guess it's two days from now)ICElizabeth goes to the armory, packing up what she'll need in a duffel bag of sorts. She selects a spare handgun with the appropriate ammunition (as much as she can get her hands on,), a couple of long knives, one of which was silver, all of the silver bullets she can find, cleaning supplies for the weapons, a hefty baseball bat and set of brass knuckles. She also swipes the holy water, packing it as carefully as she packed the rest of the gear, each to it's own compartment in the bag. Sometimes it paid to be prepared, especially for eventualities. She came back, hefting the duffle bag on one shoulder and placed it next to her traveling trunk, which contained god knows what else. When she set the bag down, she looked at her dad."Dad, we're out of incendiaries, I couldn't find any in the armory. I um took the silver bullets, one of the silver knives and the holy water." she added and looked at the others sheepishly."Hay, I'll share," she said. Today, she was dressed simply, in a stark contrast to the evening wear you first saw her in.</blockquote>