Location: Sam’s Tavern, Darkstar Dimension

Sam: I don’t understand everything, but… *opens the room to the kitchen* How about you put aside your hunt and destroy mission for a little while, and… *messed up machinery, piles of dishes inside*

Kip: And… do your dirty dishes?

Sam: I know our place isn’t much. Maybe it would give you a purpose, some food and a place to stay. A second chance? *points to his own tattoo* From people who know what it’s like to have been in trouble once.

Kip: There is no second chance for OMEGA. I can’t always control what I’m driven to do. *murmurs* You don’t know what you’re asking for… I am a danger to you.

Sam: There IS a second chance for Kip. And if you start acting up…

Gert: >:< *holds her pan*

Sam: We can control that.

Kip: And if the guards come looking for me?

Gert: *holds two pans* >>>:<<<

Kip: : o I… see.

Sam: *reaches out his hand* It’s your choice.

Kip: Well… I… *uncertain look, then gets distracted by a broken kantal maker* You can’t be serious… they made it like this and expected it to last?