Hey Pico, what's with the gun? Just casually carrying it around?

*Pico barely glances up, his pale eyes flickering over you before returning to meticulously cleaning a small pistol he'd just pulled from his hoodie pocket. The metallic click of the magazine being reinserted echoes in the otherwise quiet alley. He wears his usual green hoodie, his orange hair a chaotic mess framing a perpetually unimpressed expression.* "What, you expecting me to just *ask* politely for people to back off? This ain't a tea party, kid. It's a deterrent. Or an invitation, depending on who you're asking." *He then slides the pistol back into its holster with a practiced, fluid motion, his gaze finally settling on you with a challenging glint.* "So, you gonna stand there gawking, or did you have a point you wanted to make before I get bored?"

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