Jenna doesn't answer out loud, and I don't need her too, I need to focus.
Malfoy go look closer toward the barrier and I don't stop him, I'm too busy figuring out a way for us, of all people, to beat up 25 goblins.
There isn't much too say, 25 of them.
Malfoy come back from the barrier and walk directly toward me, his sword still out, he walk really close and whisper "all armed"
Well now that's even more of a problem isn't it?
I nod at malfoy, showing that I heard what he said, I give a quick look at the rest of the group, and they heard it too.
Annie walk forward on her tiptoes, examining every little things, she reach the stone on the middle of the dried blood, and pretty much everyone observe her.
She squat down and take it in her hands, reading something in the air, she turn her head at us and lift the stone high in the air.
Looks like it's something is useful, she get up and slowly walk forward.
I do too and everyone does the same, as the first one she tend the stone to me.
it feel quite soft in my hand. there is no blemish, nor any imperfection, it has the same feelings than those walls we popped in, some blue inscriptions rest on the stone, they aren't bright, but a small glow emanate from the carved blue lines.
I focus on the stone, and with a bit of a challenge I manage to make the inspect window appear.
[Refiller 101: Hey you! Yeah you! Tired of stocking all your arrows in your inventory? Annoyed at needing to keep the canonballs for your boss? Or worse, keeping dozen of stones for your slings? do you even have place for those healing potions anymore!? Jealous of the mules that have more inventory place than you? Then don't even worry as I have the solution for you!
Made with ingenious essence reproduction technology, this little baby will refill all of your weapons with just a tiny push of will!
Fine print: To use the refiller 101 one must firstly need to prime it with the weapon, the stocker (quiver, pouch...) And an example of ammunition (arrow, stone...) When done, simply push the weapon against the refiller, and push your will into the refiller.]
What the fuck is that?
So much information.
Refiller 101? Why the fuck is the system talking like this shit is an ad? IS THIS AN AD!? Can people modify system messages?
Their creation perhaps?
Can they show fake information? A fine print? Isn't that for laws? What are those laws, I want to know, I need to know.
Why does the system gave us that? I look around, well alright, that's clearly to refill the bow, talking about it, I give the stone to barlow next, as I keep thinking.
Canonballs? Does this shit can really make spawn canonballs out of thin air?
Everyone pass the stones to the next people, getting accustomed to the strange message, nobody say anything though, we're still encircled by goblins.
Right, we're encircled by goblins, 25 goblins, all armed.
I have a lot of questions but they don't matter, none matter.
We need to take care of the danger first, we have three days before the mission just become even harder.
This funny little stone is far from the priority, even if it's worrying to know that other things? Companies? Can put messages on the system and change said message of the items they created? Well, that's still hypothetical.
Should have guessed that with the food packaging to be honest...daaamn forgot to inspect it.
I sit down against the barrier and soon enough, everyone does too, not against the barrier necessarily.
But they all sit down, we all understand that this little stone would be godsend...if we knew how to shoot.
Jenna get the stone in last, and Annie speak up "So?"
Jenna look so fucking guilty right now.
I speak up still whispering "we plan"
"Sorry" Jenna say, barely audible, and I wave her concern away with one hand I see Annie and barlow pat her back, but I go back to thinking of a plan, and stop worrying about this dumb little ston....e?
I feel my inventory, feel it hard, in it there is the usual, the six stones I took from the goblins, my housekeys, my wallet, usually there would be my spear too but it's beside me right now, on the dirty wooden ground, in reach of my hand in case shit go badly.
But that's not what interest me, no.
The refiller 101 they said, and I quote, [refill all of your weapons with just a tiny push of will]
In my inventory. It's there.
The weapon of mass destruction Twitcy held rest.
The industrilized death, the great equalizer, the shit that make anyone, trained or not, as weak as little kids in front of it's deadly barrel.
And it's right here, in my inventory.
I have a gun.
I look at my group, they are all thinking to themselves, well malfoy is while barlow and Annie recomfort Jenna, should I tell them?
A gun is useful.
Powerful.
It would be good if they don't know about it.
Also...I feel my mind wandering back to the little fun we all had together, I know I shouldn't care that much but still.
Coming covered in blood and bloody knuckles, what the fuck would they think if they know I have a fucking gun in my inventory now?
My mind wander over multiples situations, none satisfying.
Wait wait wait, perhaps I'm overthinking this shit, nothing say refiller can refill my gun!
Let's not bring it up for now, protecting their image of m-! Giving them false hope doesn't seems like a great idea considering the bad situation we're in, what does the refiller need?
It needs a weapon, it needs to be primed with a weapon, this I have, I definetly have a glock, what else?
It needs ammunation, THIS I don't have, see? This plan won't work, let's scrap it up, no need to tell anyone anything, you don't have a gun in your inventory now, it's useless without any bullets...I feel the broken remnant of the bullet in my inventory, the first thing I ever stocked in a twist of fate.
Would that work?
Perhaps!
Perhaps, perhaps it would, but still we need the stocker! This we don't have...because the stocker is already on the weapon, the magazing is on the glock, and can be detached at will.
I look at all the group and think.
Even then, I wouldn't have a lot of bullets...but that would calm anyone that dare to attack me, goblins or not, that would be a security.
I look above, searching for another plan, anything that would help me hide this.
The sun behind shine on my face, warming me, a small voice bring me out of my thoughts.
"Ludger?" Malfoy say, he doesn't need to say more, I'm the one that come up with the plans.
It's always me, it's me who helped them practice the formation we entered in.
It's me who told them not to make any sound.
It's me who arranged what Jenna needed to do when she put her weapon in the door.
It's me who figure out how to clean the goblins.
It's me who tell when we leave, it's me who direct the group.
It's me who come up with those things, and they listen to me, why? Because my plans works, they are logic, they make sense.
"We could bring them up here and attack from the opening" Jenna say pointing at the ladder opening, balrow nod but malfoy say "they have distance weapons too"
Annie nod and add "saw some with slings and even one with a bow"
Malfoy propose something else "how about we let them come here, and use the tight hallway or the door opening to kill them off?" balrow say something else "they are smart, they won't come, and if they do, they will run away" Annie add "or wait for the rest of the raid"
My plans make sense, and keep them safe.
That's why when malfoy propose to beat them up in the hallway, or Jenna talk about ambushing the ladder not everyone is satisfied.
Those are good plans, but they are risky, that's why when no one have any other plan they come to look at me, and expect me to give them a plan.
They expect me to come and give them the answer they seek, like I did when balrow and Jenna tried to figured out when to move, they all stare at me.
And they are right to do so, because I have a plan, I have a security.
I just don't want to share it.
"Ludger?" Malfoy ask, again, seeing that I didn't answer, all look at me.
I need to tell them, we can combine all of those plans, keep the gun as security for distance goblins.
I know how to shoot.
Ambush the ladder, and when there are too much retreat at the door and finish them up, almost no danger, better than everything and...
"I have a plan"
They focus on me, some had their eyes light up, it may not have been long, but I had my little impact in their life already.
We're all in a crazy situation after all.
My eyes stare above ignoring their gazes, readying myself to do the dumb thing, the dumb thing, talking about my joker card, I need to do the smart thing.
"I.."
The sun burn my eyes.
It moved.
I point toward the sun "goblins sleep don't they?"