The boxes are cheap, basically Alpha's equivalent to the substandard cardboard shipping boxes they have back home, with labels stuck haphazardly on the sides stating they contain things like "Jumpsuit Snaps" and "Spare Boot Soles" - things that no one in their right mind would have any interest in. The disguise of this drop point is as storage for unused pieces of minor clothing repair materials; so far, either the place hasn't been discovered at all or the disguise is holding up.
Because the box Steve picks up is actually full of spools of thread, in all the colors of the rainbow, but a couple down is one Clint pulls out himself and opens - and it's full of weapons. Mostly disassembled, so it can all fit in the not-so-big box, but obviously things that can cause grievous bodily harm to others. "I'm not gonna stand for not having a way to defend myself if something goes wrong, or a way to break out of here if we have to, and we can't do any of that if we're not armed." He pulls out two of the cartons and pushes them over to the side, replaces the one Steve's got with two more, piling the dummy boxes over the one left on the bottom before closing the door again. "Not all of us can use weapons, but those of us who can can take care of the ones who can't. Not that there's that many of them, I don't think. We've just gotta be careful not to get caught with any of this, and I wanna put it all in HQ so more people have access to it all if we need it."
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The boxes are cheap, basically Alpha's equivalent to the substandard cardboard shipping boxes they have back home, with labels stuck haphazardly on the sides stating they contain things like "Jumpsuit Snaps" and "Spare Boot Soles" - things that no one in their right mind would have any interest in. The disguise of this drop point is as storage for unused pieces of minor clothing repair materials; so far, either the place hasn't been discovered at all or the disguise is holding up.
Because the box Steve picks up is actually full of spools of thread, in all the colors of the rainbow, but a couple down is one Clint pulls out himself and opens - and it's full of weapons. Mostly disassembled, so it can all fit in the not-so-big box, but obviously things that can cause grievous bodily harm to others. "I'm not gonna stand for not having a way to defend myself if something goes wrong, or a way to break out of here if we have to, and we can't do any of that if we're not armed." He pulls out two of the cartons and pushes them over to the side, replaces the one Steve's got with two more, piling the dummy boxes over the one left on the bottom before closing the door again. "Not all of us can use weapons, but those of us who can can take care of the ones who can't. Not that there's that many of them, I don't think. We've just gotta be careful not to get caught with any of this, and I wanna put it all in HQ so more people have access to it all if we need it."