<strong>Name:</strong>Will Friez<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Emape Spaceport<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Afternoon after the meeting<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Adrianna, open.<br/><hr/><br/>"Right you are..." Will grunted at the request to go shopping, he let out a small smile, though that seemed to be more of relief things were getting moving than spending the evening on a shopping trip with Adrianna, though admittedly that was pretty nice too. He let out a chuckle at her next words, "Heh, it's gonna take a while to get used to you calling me young, though yeah I'm alright at lifting stuff." he gave a nod, "You don't have ta buy me no massage and quit them puppy dog eyes, yer a grown-ass woman..." he chuckled, "... Instead I'll have you owe me one. You did wonders on the ol' tired shoulders..." he added after a beat arching an eyebrow.<br/><br/>"I wouldn't mind shopping for a pistol for my own choice. The general thing you're thinking of makes sense though. I got the cash enough to sort my own stuff out though..." Will offered by time he got to look through the list. He didn't seem to want anything extra that was already on there as he dusted off his shoulders and was ready to move out with Adrianna. "Hell, we keep going on like this and this may actually be happening... Going freelance, able to do whatever the hell we please as we ride the void... It's what I've dreamed of for decades..." he spoke to her as he walked on ahead to get and window shop as soon as he could. He seemed a bit more enthusiastic of walking the spaceport and seeing the sights than being on the ship funnily enough for an eager spacer like he was.