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[legendaryoutlaw]

Vash is in the corner booth with a bottle of whiskey and a glass

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[i_spoiled_it]

Steph's on Security! Of course, she's also ceaselessly nosy.

Kell now has an upside-down teenager dangling in front of him from the rafters.

"You totally look sick," she informs him. "What's up?"

[demlshn_boy_sir]

He waves at the case across from him and mumbles, "Need Security. Case is downright evil, and has been makin me sick as a shaak for a week and a half now."

He doesn't care anymore. He just wants to GET IT GONE.

[i_spoiled_it]

"I'm Security," Steph says, and yep, she's still rather proud of that. "What do you want me to do with it?"

It's just a case, right?

[demlshn_boy_sir]

Kell smiles weakly and just kinda waves at the case again. "Dunno. Figured better you guys than anyone else in the bar. Guess it's more a thing of keeping it away from evil people with ugly designs for... whatever the kriff it is."

Shrug. "Guess I figured that since I still barely know who from my own galaxy is here, that I sure as hell don't know who all the bad guys round here are."