-Saloon-
Zill was back in thought, staring at his mug. This time it was Yiski to snap him out of it.
Yiski
"Don't think too hard grandpa, you might hurt yourself."
Zill
"Witty today aren't we? Too bad that glass couldn't of made you look better for Lauren."
Yiski
"Jokes aside, what's eating you?"
Zill
"You do know those guys will try again, I hope."
Yiski
"Well yea, that's expected. I want to know who they work for."
Zill
"Well once Althea finds them, she isn't asking questions."
Yiski
"Good point..."
Just then a courier brings a package for Zill, along with a letter. Jun'ko paws at it and looks inside.
Jun'ko
"Is that a bomb?!"
Althea jumped at the word and rushed over. Zill took the explosive out before she could snatch it, his pistol in her gut.
Zill
"You're pretty slow for an Elite. It's not going to explode."
Althea
"Well at least get that pistol off me."
He lowered his gun, and she backed up, sitting next to Jun'ko.
Zill
"Before any of you ask, it's an experiment of mine, and you'll do well to just accept that I have a bomb in my possession."
Jun'ko
"Any particular reason or are you just collecting them now?"
Zill
"Insurance."
Everyone turns to the Yeshans entering, followed by the one questioning for someone.
Zill
"Before anyone answers any of your concerns, who are you?"