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Glory And Paper... As if "some questions" never happened, everything involving all the paperwork suddenly done and over, reports filed and gone, the three were left with just David and Marra. Then the paramedics took Marra away, and they were left with just David. Who extended a card, a bit...

Giving Data... Sev wasn't in the habit of attacking those he'd just shaken hands with. But given what he'd just been through, he could perhaps be forgiven for being, hmmm... a bit gruff and irritated, to put it mildly. Breath, a bit ragged. Gun put back in holster, but hands still...

Knowing How... So many things happened so quickly. The Nism hands cupping the Growldian female's head received the Omni Bit as it sank through brain and bone to skin, and then out into waiting hands. No, not everything fixed, but no longer dead... that, very important! And even as weapons...

Chaos Divided... Sev expected something to go down... but not this! Not chaos. Not the erruption of plasma fire! Yes, his own weapon used phase-pulsed plasma, but the sound, chaos, and exposure of two warring parties using military-grade weaponry? Totally unexpected. He had his gun out...

Good Tails... Oblivious to the switch, perhaps. But not oblivious to everything. That bump, a clue that he'd been letting his guard down. Throughout this whole process, Sev had felt that tingle in his tail... no amount of "treasure" was worth this. He'd....... ....... whoever these humans...

Bump And Grind... Sev would not have been happy knowing he'd been referred to as a "Fallen Pigeon". But then, not too happy about his present delivery. Yes, his entire business thrived on the fact he ran "sensitive" material... for anyone. These clients, though. They'd run him ragged just...

Down From Above... Tir Ornil had known full well his starship hadn't been new, even when his father first started using it. Decades old then, even more decades old now, with a long career behind it. Issues came with all well-used hand-me-downs. And said issues could come at any time...

Under The Weather... The rats may have abandoned that old, abandoned farmhouse. But something at present somewhat smaller than a rat had, like the human, found shelter there, in a dry spot under the floorboards. Perhaps not unsurprisingly, quite close to that dry spot the human had found...