Redemption lies within

While he wouldn't deny the irony of being a gunsmith while being a follower of the faith, Joshua took as much effort as needed to know the ins and outs of repairing a gun, fine tuning one, or even outright making a new one if the need arises if given the blueprints for one; having stocked, loaded, handled and all manner of others actions with guns had made him intimately familiar of what is needed for a gun to work appropriately.

That said, Joshua's next stop for the day was Carmilla Carmine herself. After having toiled away enough time in making a gun with some particular type of metal, Joshua's curiosity was piqued at what and where the metal the arms dealer overlord got it from…

If anything, he supposed he'd ask if the opportunity came up, but he wouldn't press for it if the chance does come up.

Walking along the sidewalks of the more bustling part of Pride Ring, where the streets and buildings gave him reminiscence of New Vegas but with more lights and glamor…along with the occasional drug peddlers and pickpockets, Joshua expected nothing less than his current predicament of being in hell.

Suffice to say when he first came to hell, his expectations were…shall he say…underwhelming…

…don't get him wrong, one would expect demons, devils, and all manner of beasts with pitchforks torturing the sinners in hellfire…His own condition notwithstanding mind you.

Joshua abruptly stopped and stepped into a nearby alleyway as a vehicle nearly ran him over while the occupants within fired their guns back at a chasing car, which had its own occupants shooting back at them with automatic guns.

Once the coast was clear, Joshua stepped out of the alleyway and took note of all the dead sinner bodies that were run over from the mayhem; the rest of the sinners went about their day as usual, as the happenstance was just another occurrence in hell…afterall, you simply get reconstituted back into being and continue your suffering in hell.

If he was being honest with himself, Hell was no different than on Earth, other than the fact that sin is more encouraged and unrestrained to its full capacity.

Continuing his trek along the sidewalk towards a high rise building, Joshua eventually arrived at the front where most of the place was barred with the open driveway for cargo trucks to come in and out. On the pavement was Carmine's supposed overlord insignia, which Joshua walked past as he headed to the back door entrance to gain perchance inside to deliver the finished product he was commissioned by Carmilla Carmine.

Approaching the door, Joshua was about to knock or whatever was needed to gain entrance into the building, but before he could, the door opened with nary a hiss; Joshua glanced up and around and noted a camera was focused on him.

"Hm…" he mused, as he came to the conclusion that either Miss Carmine had seen him through the camera's, or one of her security detail personnel tipped her off and prompted the door to be opened for him.

Nonetheless without any fanfare, Joshua walked inside with the door shutting behind him with a harsh thud.

Carmilla Carmine

One does not become an Overlord without vast amount of ambition and reason to rise above the filth and violence that was hell, much so when you die as a mother and end up in hell; there was hope in her that her daughters would have left the life of crime she lived through, but Camilla had obviously failed as a mother seeing as how she was now in hell along with her daughters.

At present, Carmilla stood amidst the center of her foyer with her arms crossed as she waited for the gunsmith Joshua to finally enter into her humble abode. Humble being a rather apt descriptor as it was fairly decorated and shaded in colors to match her tastes.

Carmilla, with her pointed shoes still on, easily paced around while tapping her finger on her arm as she waited for the guest of the hour to arrive; the man knew his way around a gun, and she had hope she'd finally acquired the man and his subset of skills to expand her powerbase.

'Had' being the past tense, her intel had briefed her that the Princess of Hell had managed to pick the man up before she herself could get the chance to go through with the offer of full employment rather than simple commissions.

Halting in her steps with a clack of her pointed toe shoes, Camilla swerved a one eighty to face the doorway once the doorknob turned; uncrossing her arms to relax one by her side, she place her other hand on her hip as she watched the man wrapped in gauze enter through her front door of her suite.

Joshua beheld a rather focused look in his eyes back at her as he let himself in, before gently shutting the door behind him. "Greetings, Miss Carmine." he greeted as he walked forward to address and speak with her.

If there was one thing Carmilla liked about the man other than his skills with a gun, he was cordial and polite despite being in hell; it took a presence of great will and strength to not be torn down by hell, and Camilla was more than curious what sort of life Joshua led prior to his death…but that was a thought for another time.

Carmilla walked forwards to meet Joshua halfway and greeted the 'burnt' man, "and to you too, Mister Graham." she replied back as Joshua and her stood across from each other. "I assume you finish the product I gave the blueprint to you for?" Carmilla asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Hm…" Joshua began with as he reach up to pull a glossy shining pistol of a certain make from out of the inside of his vest, "The metal you had given me was particular light, and easily malleable, but when hardened its quite sturdy." he remarked as he held the weapon out for view.

Carmilla examined the gun in Joshua's hand with veiled interest, but kept a stoic look about her while Joshua continued speaking, "While I'll say the Mauser C96 isn't exactly my choice of pistol, I won't deny it has its aspects that grant it uniqueness."

"Quite so." Carmilla replied back as she glanced back up to look back into Joshua's eyes, "You know, I was gonna give it to you." she remarked idly, earning a raised eyebrow from the man from beneath his head wrapped in gauze.

Carmilla let out an annoyed sigh as she crossed her arms and shrugged to herself, "I wanted to hire you on full time, but rumor has it that the princess herself has hired you herself." she divulged with a sideways look off to the side with a bit of hint of jealousy, "Your skills in gunsmithing are impeccable, Mr.Graham."

She then glanced back at the man as she snapped her fingers for a table to rise up and allow Joshua to place the gun on the table, "It's a shame those skills are wasted on some hollow effort in redeeming sinners." she sneered.

After Joshua placed the gun aside on the table, he looked back at Carmilla with a stern stare in his eyes while he crossed his own arms, "Just because we are sinners, Miss Carmine, does not mean we do not have any chance of bettering ourselves" he scolded her with a firm tone in his voice.

Scoffing aside, Carmilla shot a dirty look at the man, "I've heard rumors about you being one of those bible readers, look at you now." she gestured at him with an angered look, "Where is your faith now?"

Without missing a beat, Joshua responded back, "That's the difference between you and me, Miss Carmine, I accept my punishment, I know what I did in my life was awful and take full responsibility for my actions, but you don't see me cursing my existence down in hell, now do you?" he berated her.

Seeing that he won that little argument with Carmilla Carmine, Joshua decided to hammer it in a bit more, "We all must atone for the misdeeds we did in life, Miss Carmine, and it all starts with acknowledging that we have sinned, only then can we start on the road to a better life."

"joder amor." Carmilla bemoaned as she palmed her forehead, "You speak like my madre." she groaned.

"And I am sure she tried to raise you well with good intentions." Joshua responded back.

"Enough of this!" Carmilla swiped her hand off from her forehead, and pulled out a stack of bills, "Will this amount suffice?" she inquired, "All this bible speak is making me furious as it is."

Accepting the stack into his vest, Joshua replied back as he held his gaze back at Carmilla, "Well, just know as the book teaches, you always have your loved ones on your side." he said back, while earning an eye roll from the overlord of guns.

Carmilla shooed the man away while looking off to the side, "Just be off, already."

As Joshua took his leave, he glance over his shoulder as he opened the door to let himself out, "If you're ever in need, you know where to find me, for reasons of guns or otherwise." he bid her well, before fully exiting out, leaving Carmilla to herself and her thoughts.

Carmilla snarled a bit with her arms crossed, before glancing at the gun she had commissioned Joshua to make, then relaxed her posture now she was alone. Cursing to herself, Carmilla spoke amidst the silence, "I'm doing all I can to protect my loved ones, it'd be easier if they weren't down here with me." She cursed her situation.