God of Systems: Maker of Heroes and Villains

Keith pulled her close and embraced her before speaking, "Promise me that you'll make up with Clara. She looked devastated."

"It's her fault for teasing me at the wrong time... but yes, I love her too much to not apologise. We fought a lot in the past and always made up with each other you know? So you don't have to worry about it." she said, her voice sightly muffled as she made full use of her situation to rub her face on Keith's chest.

"Anyways, go pick whatever you want and once I settle the bills, you take Clara to a restaurant. I'll leave all the talking and explanations to you, so yeah, I'm confident that you'll manage." he said and took a step back from her.

Amelia puckered her lips before pushing her tongue out, "Tch, so stuck up. You can't even let me hug you for more than ten seconds. Anyways, you should do better as Clara's man. Like come on, why didn't you support her when I... said whatever I said?"

"Cuz she was at fault too and I'm not sticking my butt into a fight between friends who have known each other for a long time."

"Tch, whatever." she said and began to walk towards the door of the store room. As she moved, she turned her head around as much as she could and spoke, "Also, I've made you the master so you should be able to communicate with it now."

Keith watched her leave and then looked at the revolver, "You can talk?"

There was no sound, but instead, the hammer simply moved back and forth.

"Ah, so you communicate like this huh? Well, that's kinda cute I guess... Oh yeah, since you're a striking hammer, does that mean that I can move you to a different weapon and you'll be able to function without depending on one single revolver?" he asked and saw the hammer move backwards, go to the center and go backwards again.

Keith did not really understand if that was a yes or a no, so he silently stared at it for a few seconds before setting some rules, "Alright, I don't think I can understand you or communicate with you like this. Show me the action you do for a yes first and then for a no."

The hammer paused for three seconds before it repeated the thing it did a few seconds ago. It moved backwards, then front but only until it reached the center and then went back again. Once done, it rested for three more seconds before snapping towards the front extremely fast and it did this three times.

"Okay... so a yes is half the distance and a no is full distance but aggressive." Keith commented and the hammer said replied with it's "yes".

"Alright, that's cool." he said and put it in his pocket before walking into the storeroom so he could see what his people were picking.

To his surprise, they weren't settling on just revolvers. Instead, they were checking out other kinds of firearms too. Edward stood with a shotgun, Nolan had a hunting rifle and Laura also grabbed a shotgun for herself.

Before they could even ask him for permission to buy them, Keith raised his hand to stop them from opening their mouths.

"Feel free to pick whichever you want, but I need a reason for your picks."

Edward raised his shotgun to his chest and was about to tell Keith his reasons when Keith stopped him, "Not you, I'm talking about my team. You can feel free to pick whatever you want and I don't need reasons for your pick either. Though, I won't be paying for Brandon."

"Wha? Why? What did I even do to you?" Brandon stammered as he looked at Keith, feeling betrayed.

Keith gave him a blank look and shook his head, "You're a stingy bitch, so I'm gonna be stingy with you too. Buy it with your own money." he said and turned away.

No one in the group had expected this since Keith wasn't someone petty enough to do something like this, but that was until Amelia opened her mouth.

"Heh, serves you right bitch Brandon. You refuse to help your friends in need, so don't expect others to pay for you either. I'm with Keith on this one." she declared proudly, but Brandon shot back too.

"Yeah sure. You always take the side that's not with me, you damn witch!"

"Bleh." Amelia stuck her tongue out before walking over to the other side where there were a lot of revolvers and flintlocks.

She ignored all the flint locks and focused on just the revolvers as she opened the wooden boxes one by one to see the weapon that was hidden inside.

Amelia stopped when she saw a familiar looking revolver inside a box and then turned to look at Keith who was busy watching the others shop.

'It's the same gun!' she squealed inwardly and took it to Bett, "Hey old man, I'll take this one."Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Keith turned to look at her as she was the first one who had made up her mind so soon.

"You already found one? Hmm... you need another though." he said as he looked at the gun and then at Amelia, who nodded and turned towards Bett.

"Old man, give me another revolver that's the same as this one."

Bett chuckled, "There isn't any. I only keep one of them in my store since most people don't buy them. Feel free to pick something else though."

Keith shook his head, "Nah, the weapons gotta be the same. It's cooler that way and it also has it's practical benefits." he said and frowned as he thought for a few seconds before taking out his own revolver from his inner pockets.

He gave it to Amelia even though he felt slightly sad for giving away his weapon but when he thought about the one that Amelia had given him, he knew that even if he gave her ten weapons, he wouldn't be able to even things out.

"Here, take it. I'll buy a new one."