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[k_in_black]

"No report? Since when?"

"Well, don't contact me. Report it to Zed asap, and--. Ah, hell, I'm at Milliways, going offline. Upload your report once

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[gone_byebye]

There's a faint screaming noise coming from behind K; if he turns around he'll notice that Ray's approaching. He's not the one screaming, though he looks like he wants to. "Evening, K," he says. "Uh, could you watch my bag for me? I sort of absolutely have to get upstairs right now."

[k_in_black]

K accepts the bag. Of course he does. But he's holding it up and gazing at it warily.

"Anything I need to know here, Chief? This thing isn't going to wrap an appendage around my throat and try to lay an egg in me, is it?"

Hey, things happen on K's beat.

[gone_byebye]

"What? No. It's a burrito."

With that Ray heads upstairs at a run, taking the stairs two or three at a time.

[k_in_black]

K gives Ray a Look. Then sets in on the bar. "Ok, then," he says, with the air of a man who suspects he hasn't heard the most interesting part yet.

"Sure you don't any help up there?"

[snakes_inna_bar]

How does Kay feel about snakes?

Specifically the small coral snake that seems to have appropriated his glass.

[k_in_black]

K is basically live and let live when it comes to most lifeforms around the galaxy. Ok, maybe not Bugs, but they're a special case.

And, now he's found another special case. Snakes in the bar, snakes on the bar, even snakes crawling up his Suit are one thing.

But a snake in his bourbon?

THAT is unforgivable.

K gives the little snake the Glare that has brought up short several non-human species over the years. Though K would have to admit, he's never tried it on coral snakes.

"Would you mind removing yourself from my drink?"

No, he doesn't really expect the snake to answer, but in K's line of work, you never can tell.

[snakes_inna_bar]

Well, it's out of the drink, now. But it stays curled around K's glass, and gives a threatening hiss. As it's about two feet long, the snake has plenty of reach, still.

[k_in_black]

K has half a mind to neuralyze the damn thing, just to screw with its head. But that would probably breach the rules of the bar, and K's not about to give this reptile that satisfaction.

"Bar, would you mind taking back my bourbon for a moment, please?"

Whatever else happens, it's not going to be messing with his damn drink.

Meanwhile, he takes a slow but deliberate step backward, still giving the snake his best Glare.