Redemption lies within

Walking along the sidewalk in what felt like an early morning of Pride Ring, Joshua kept to himself and his thoughts as he walked past various denizens of the hell that he was casted down into, many of which seemed eager to either size him for an easy mark or left him alone to go about their day of living in hell.

His destination in mind was to stop by the closest ammo store in the early hours of the day,, before the rush of customers swarm in to resupply themselves for another day of killing and murdering each other. A curious thing is that when one dies, one is simply reconstituted back into their sinner form, but god above help them if an angelic weapon kills a sinner or hellspawn. 

There's no coming back from that death…

Dreary thoughts aside, Joshua's eyes beneath his wrapped head swiveled up to see the nearby sign of the ammo store, his internal thoughts could continue later, as he had arrived at his location.

Inside the store as seen through the barred window, the ammo store workers were shelving boxes of ammo behind the counter, some were even using ladders and boxes to transport the many goods they had received to sell for the day.

No surprise there when the store was sold out the first time he had visited the place, Joshua was in hell, getting killed was just not an occupational hazard, it was an expected occurrence when you literally live in a place that doesn't exactly punish you for killing another the same way as on earth.

…sure, you'd get some revenge mixed in by getting killed by the same person you killed the previous day, but that's beside the point…

Joshua rid himself of his reverie and walked forward, pulled the door out to let himself. After walking in, he caught a few passing glances from the imp employees, but returned to their work in satiating their passing curiosity to see who it was that had come so early to the store.

At the front counter was a barred glass counter with ammo boxes on display to show what was on sale, a pair of horns were seen peeking out from the top before the sound of something scraping was heard in Joshua's ears as he approached the counter.

The pair of horns belonged to the imp as said hellspawn used whatever he dragged over to aid him to stand over his own counter, the imp was a bit rotund but was gleeful at seemingly getting an early client to sell to so early in the morning.

The imp manager threw his arms out in a welcoming manner as he greeted Joshua, "'Ay, welcome tah Nix's ammo shop, what can I do fo' yah?" He asks in a bit of an accent, an accent that Joshua felt he heard before but couldn't put a pin on what sort of human would speak in such an accent of the English language.

The imp though, blinked a few times before widening his eyes when he realized who he was talking to, "Well I'll be!" he said with a brimming smile, "Joshy boy! My favorite bullet connoisseur! Here again tah select some fine led!?"

Joshua stared back at the imp before letting his eyes wander down to scan the various ammo boxes in the barred glass counter as he leaned onto the counter with his hands on the edge, "I'm out of the rocket propellent misiles you sold to me, I'd like to procure some more for the future days ahead…along with several cases of your five five six bullets." he listed out as his eyes continued to roam at the available bullets that were shown in the glass counter for viewing pleasure.

The manager, Nix, frowned a bit as he tapped his lip before ducking down and coming back up just as quick to pull out a ledger book and opening it up, "Huh…let's…see here…yup." he said as he look up with a smirk, "You're just in luck my friend, I just got a supply of those missiles in last night." Nix said as he bought out a notepad and pen

"I can also sell you those five five sixes at a bundle of ten for a fixed price." The manager Nix said as he began writing into his notepad of the cost.

Joshua looked back up at Nix as he stood up straight to slide his hand into his vest pocket and pull out a wallet, "That is agreeable, I'll need three salvos of your rockets and thirty cases of your five five sixes." he spoke calmly as he pulled out a wad of soul bills.

Nix smirked as he wrote down the appropriate price, and ripped the page out from his notepad to give to Joshua, "Pleasure doing business, Joshy-boy! Makes me wonder who's your benefactor that pays this well."

Joshua let out a soft breath as he exchanged the pseudo receipt with the appropriate sum of money that he owed Nix the imp ammo seller. "My former employer paid well, and she still does when she commissions various gun repairs," he explained.

"Huh." Nix mused as he leafed through the bills, before nodding to himself and putting them aside to speak a little more with Joshua, "There's only one reputable gun seller in Pride Ring I know of that pays well enough for a man such as you to buy such bulk amount of ammo…" he then smirked as he leaned on his own counter to give Joshua an amused look.

Joshua simply retracted the rest of his bill back into his wallet and pocketed it back into his vest that clung over his shirt, "Miss Carmine was not a bad employer when I had first found myself in hell, she needed a good gun repairmen, and I sought the means to provide for myself in hell."

Joshua then closed his eyes in thought, before quickly opening them back up as he crossed his arms as he chatted more with Nix the ammo shop manager, "But a new venue popped up, and while I still do somewhat work for her, we still keep a cordial relationship."

"Hm." Nix mused as he made a curious look, before shooing Joshua off once he noticed his clock was showing that it was near time for the morning rush of ammo buyers for the day, "You's better get'tah going Joshy-boy, usual delivery location?" he asked.

Joshua shook his head, "Not quite, I moved to that new hotel." he answered before taking his leave. "Have the boxes and crates left outside the front door, would you?" he followed up with a sideways look, before leaving out through the front door.

As Joshua left through the door, Nix hollered back at him while cupping his mouth, "Figures a bible man like you's would shack up there, good luck on dat front Joshy-boy, ahaha!" he cackled a bit in amusement.