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While Gunther prefers it if his runners go straight to his headquarters after a grab, and often complains quite loudly when they don't, Mel's never exactly been one to follow the rules. And it just so happens that her place is closer that his to the location of today's job, just as it happens that she's hungry and sweaty and has a Security shift to pull.
So she climbs through her window into the bar, and brings the grab with her: an antique sword, as it happens, in a long black box longer even than her scythe. The two of them make an interesting pair lying on the table together, but they do make a convenient foot rest for her boots.
It's not like she can't clean the grab later, or anything.
So she climbs through her window into the bar, and brings the grab with her: an antique sword, as it happens, in a long black box longer even than her scythe. The two of them make an interesting pair lying on the table together, but they do make a convenient foot rest for her boots.
It's not like she can't clean the grab later, or anything.