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THE SAME GLINT LINGERED in her red pupils, and after a beat, she nodded in satisfaction at his words. A rifle-and-pistol kinda' guy, huh. Even despite... or perhaps alongside the buzz-axe across his back.

From what paltry accounts she heard during her time on Pandora, Psychos were as fickle as they came. She remembered how they spoke, if only a little: sparking, crackling, sharp like the end of a shotgun filed down with the care that only madness provided.

Most people with such sensibilities often made weapons of anything, flailing or shooting them without care, save for the need to aim or judge a trajectory. To wit, that was only what she heard... and this was quite contrary to what she'd imagined. To prefer a weapon or two— to grasp something, figuratively and literally, oft raised her attention. She usually served those with preferences, as those helped her get their orders to the letter.

With his in mind, perhaps this Krieg would prove a decent customer, yet.

Sure, there was much and more to know about him, if she so dared to look... but as a gunsmith, Mori usually saved such scrutiny for her own handiwork. Speaking of which, she laughed a bright laugh at his playful question, as she started to adjust the barrel-end of the old piece.

"You can damn well imagine I haven't tried...!" she sighed, through a toothy grin. "In fact, part of me wonders if that's from findin' 'em scarce around my workshop. I at least remember settin' the thing in some mean hills, that's fer' sure. Sandy n' windy, too."

She gave a careful twist of her gloved fingers, as she gently, quietly, pulled a barrel free from its housing for inspection. "For how it is, though, the whole... uh, 'workin'-on-it' type thing? You're doin' a good job of it for a first time, far as I know. Not that I'd know how that works, I'm a gunsmith, not a therapist.

"For yer' troubles, in any case, I'd be happy to tune up your weapons sometime, and I always accept commissions," she added with a wave of her hand. "...Just know that they'd usually take time. It's how most people get when they're hard at work, y'know?"

He couldn't help but notice that sharp smirk of hers. I must've hit the jackpot of one's hobby, he thought to himself. He knew what that joy was like, and while he had some of his own, the other Guy in his head had other enjoyments he was more eager to share to the lady - meat and showing off his buzzaxe.

And while he didn't mind finding Sanctuary as a safe haven, there were many, many people who were wary of him, and for good reason. The mask gave warning that he was a Psycho, and they'd utter their fears under their breaths when they'd pass by or if he had to move elsewhere. Not exactly the most heartwarming or sane approach to any of this, but it was Pandora, after all. No one here had all of their marbles.

"I would've guessed that. It's slim and more traditional like a Jakobs," he said. "I'd prefer it for a rifle or pistol for myself."

There was an almost full chuckle from Krieg after hearing her comment. "Depends on who you ask," he spoke. "But ... there's a reason. It's something I'm working on. It's the first time I've managed to talk to somebody without ... problems. I can't be entirely honest in why, but I'm trying to keep it that way.

" ... and I doubt you've had friendly Psychos try to come up and give you a warm, bloody welcome, huh?"

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05/17/2017 DAB Transcript

1 Samuel 20:1-21:15 ~ John 9:1-41 ~ Psalm 113:1-114:8  ~ Proverbs 15:15-17

Today is May 17th.  Welcome to the Daily Audio Bible.  I'm Brian.  It's great to be here with you today and how is your week going?  Here we are in the middle of it all and we’ll turn a corner and head toward the backside of the week.  We’re reading from the Names of God Bible this week and we’re in the intriguing story right now with King Saul and a young David and just what gets brought up in the two of them because they are in proximity to each other and what that can mean for our lives.  So 1 Samuel chapter 20, verse 1 through 21, verse 15 today.  

Commentary

Okay, if it wasn’t clear that Saul wants to kill David (and it was clear, by the way), but if it wasn’t clear, it is very clear now.  And Jonathan, David's best friend, the son of the king, the prince of Israel, he knows it's true and so he has to help his best friend get away. It's just a pretty sad scene because we’re seeing, like we talked about, where the insecurity and unsettledness and people-pleasing of Saul, the things that intimidate him are taking his life over and they are affecting the way that he leads.  So you see that Saul has become very obsessed about David.  He's very jealous about David, but he is also very, very insecure and he's isolating himself and he's getting stranger and stranger and stranger as it goes because that is kind of how that works.  So his insecurity and his isolation are also turning into paranoia and just all kinds of things are going on inside of Saul.  

David, on the other hand, he didn’t deserve any of this.  He didn’t ask for any of this.  David had to grow up really fast all of a sudden.  One morning his father sends him to the battle lines to bring his brothers some supplies and see how things are going and the next thing you know he is like a national hero.  The next thing you know he's killed the giant Goliath.  So it's been a whirlwind ever since I'm sure with some really, really wonderful days, but David had to grow up fast.  He had to grow up in the limelight.  He had to grow up really fast and then all of a sudden now it is pretty clear he's gone from national treasure, like national hero to fugitive, outlaw on the run and being pursued by the king of Israel, this one man.

So we see like a desperation.  He flies to a priest and gets himself a weapon and gets him a little bit of supplies and then he goes to Gath.  So he's literally left the borderlands.  He's left Israel and is seeking asylum with the Philistines.  He goes to Gath, which is this nearby city that happens to be the hometown of Goliath.  That's how pressed in David is, ‘it would be more safe for me to go to Gath, the hometown of the giant that I killed, than to be in my own homeland right now.’  

So David has no really good options and really hasn’t done anything but be loyal, faithful, a good servant to the king, a good leader to the soldiers and David has become a warrior in the process with nowhere to go and King Achish, once they figure out who David is, it is not a good environment for David to maybe lay his head down to rest in so he has to pretend he's insane just to get out of there.  And we’ll pick that story up tomorrow.  But it is just important to see kind of the diverging paths.  Everything that is happening in David's life as far as him being on the run and an outlaw is completely a repercussion of Saul's insecurity. Things that we let run rampant in us, the lies that we have believed all this time that pull us into isolation and can keep making us stranger and stranger, they affect people around us and we’re seeing that in Saul's life and we’re seeing that in David's life.  

Prayer

Father, we invite you into that.  We invite you into that because the things that are making us feel less than, I mean, whether they have any basis in truth or not, they melt away in your face.  So when we go to those places and we live in those places and we isolate ourselves, we’re essentially saying that you're not capable of redeeming us.  There is no new start for us.  There is no mercy that is renewed in the morning for us.  There is no all things new for us.  That is pretty much what we’re saying.  And that is not true.  So we’re believing a lie and living into that and we’re watching where that road leads with Saul and we ask you to help us.  We need your Holy Spirit's power in those places, those wounds and agreements that we have made covenant with and lived from for so long that were never true in the first place.  Come Holy Spirit into those places.  We invite you.  We reject those things.  We reject anything that is not from you or of you.  We reject anything in our lives that exalts itself above you.  We pursue you with our whole heart.  We love you, Lord.  Come Holy Spirit, speak truth into our lives.  Lead us on the path of life, we ask.  In Jesus’ name, amen.  

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A SHARP SMIRK laid Mori's teeth bare at Krieg's inquiry, like a spark sprinting over a line of gunpowder. It was no question that she involved herself in her craft, quite deeply at that. Even then, she never had the chance to show anything for it... well, not on Pandora, at least.

To that end, Krieg's observations were quite correct. Sanctuary had proven better than nothing, and being able to start somewhere, someplace fresh, with such bright minds in close proximity... it was rejuvenating.

"Well, you're at least around enough for me to see ya' like this, which is well and fine enough," she nodded. "And yes, indeed... I'd like to think my style is doin' quite well for itself, thank you."

Already, she was taking a screwdriver to some small fasteners along the metallic parts, through which her musings continued. "May have made this on my own, yes, but the design ain't mine. 'S based off a bit of an old, odd thing. Not too old, though. Even with a form factor like this, it just needed a bit of light smithing, woodworking, an' spare parts I cleaned up."

Her screw-turning then halted a little, a silver brow also tilting... but she soon brushed the contemplation aside with a chuckle, just as the side of her hand did the dust upon the metal.

"Does look the part of a Jakobs at first sight, but it's nothing like any piece on Pandora I'm familiar with. Same to you, Krieg—" she finally returned, a sly gaze lowering upon the other.

"I hope I'm not pryin' so much, but this might be the first time I've held a sensible conversation with a guy in the duds of a Psycho. I'm takin' it you've also heard that often, have you?"

Also from Pandora, huh? Must've been in an area he hadn't recognized or visited. Though he had traveled across the planet for so many other reasons and bounties, it seemed he had missed a couple of things. Hell, his own memory was his own worst weapon. Glancing over at her, he recognized just two distinctive names. Marcus, he understood being the main seller when it came to weapon manufacturing and ammunition. He loved to cut out any competitors when he got the chance.

And Hyperion ... he didn't even need to think about it. Just the name alone brought up a snarling voice that growled in anger in the back of his mind. Thankfully, it was only him to say something.

Huh ... CraneTech? That was a new one. She seemed enthusiastic enough to introduce herself as a proprietor to the company. Just by observation, she seemed to be working herself a decent favor. And in this place? That was better than nothing.

"Just call me Krieg," he spoke to her. "I'm ... around. Usually. You seem like you're holding yourself up well with your handiwork." A brow raised at what she had in hand, almost curious to see how it was shaped. "That looks ... vintage. You made that by hand?"

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"I'm... also from Pandora," the woman cut in, feeling a slight cringe line her gaze beneath her lenses. "I'm a gunsmith, and an arms dealer, at that... you know how that Marcus guy is, right? Almost thought he'd go undercuttin' my sales, and I thought that was bad—"

A harsh grunt flew through her teeth, as she swung the encased gun over her shoulder and onto the table— "...but Hyperion had to sweep me under the damn rug."

A worn but firm look glowed in her red eyes, as she turned to the Psycho with a dry and sharp smile. She jabbed a gloved finger to herself, a fierceness entering her words yet as she straightened up.

"Morrigan Crane, former proprietor of CraneTech Solutions. Wouldn't mind ya' callin' me 'Mori'. I'd be the woman to turn to, if ya' wanna know the difference between a gun made by a machine and a gun made by hand."

Morrigan soon turned back to her work, carefully sliding her latest project— a very vintage-styled repeater— over the table surface, and clicking open her tool case.

"On the other hand," she chuckled, "I think I've seen you at least a couple times on this ship. Got a way o' keeping to myself, so... 'scuse me if this comes as a bit of a strange welcome. I don't think I've got a handle on your name, though, Mister...?"

...not Torgue. This guy was brooding too much to compare to such explosively optimistic energy as theirs. Almost the opposite, really... so, who was he, again?

His entire focus had been on the sound of the radio, listening to every little jolt of static and the voice of the artist singing the sweet tune. It drowned out every other voice and any other ambience that he could pick up on, and had found himself drifting for a moment, perking up with his one eye peeking from the mask. Another came by him and had heard him mutter to himself.

She wasn't a citizen to Sanctuary, or a casual one at that. Someone who knew their use in guns, glancing at that holster that rested over her shoulder. She had experience. Perhaps she was visiting. He hadn't met someone who wasn't from this horrible shell of a chaotic planet.

"...it's better than silence," he spoke quietly. He didn't mind it, really. "First time for everything, I guess. I don't talk to many people around here."

Not for intimidating reasons, but the Big Guy himself made themselves very unapproachable. For, well, many reasons. For the first day or two in control for once, he was much on the quiet side, though he enjoyed the sort of small talk between people just to help with the time to pass. His attention slowly shifted from the radio to the lady in front of him, straightening his back a bit to help with that poor posture.

"I don't think I've seen you around here," he pointed out. "Where are you from?"

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ANOTHER BEAT makes way for a subtle clatter of combat boots on metal flooring, followed by a bit of a low not-quite greeting.

"Bet yer' also here for the peace n' quiet too, huh...?" The woman approaches in an easy stride, the belts attached to her overcoat rustling with her every step. Though her gait is evenly paced, it does seem weighed down by a couple other things on her person.

Over her shoulder hangs a leather holster, at the top of which sits a wooden gun-stock. With its strap in one gloved hand, the other is occupied with the handle of a small carrying case.

Before long, she manages to approach a nearby table, leaning down to pull a seat closer. "I'll jus' be hangin' 'round to do some maintenance on this ol' number. The cargo bay was almost a good fit, but it was gettin' a lil', uh– stuffy, in there. Figured I'd use some fresher air..."

She at least affords a sharp grin to the relaxing Psycho, nodding in their direction.

"I don't mind the radio, now... but d'you mind small talk? 'Scuse me, for not askin' first." In the least, she hopes easy chatter might serve better than the dull drone of a starship engine... either way, she lifts her tools onto the table surface, taking care to keep things mostly quiet.

He has his head next to an old radio that's standing on top of a table. There's an old song that's caught his attention, and is starting to lean into it to hear the sound more.

"...first day in the outside world and I'm already hearing something I haven't heard in a long time," he spoke quietly to himself. "Been a few years since I heard this song..."