[Dawn]

Noelle looks at the collection of weapons at her disposal before selecting a few silver knives to shove in her boots, many of the weapons Charlie had, Noelle had never seen before. Most of your basic pot heads used cheap knives unless you managed to get the chance to go against a real murderer who put money in his choice of weapons. She also selected a sword that she found when pulling out it's sheath, had a nice sharp blade. Putting the strap so the sheath rested on her hip, she nods to Charlie, "Lets go before the guys do something stupid."