“I’ll just have to take that as a compliment.” Nikki replied, shrugging her shoulders. Squatting down next to the lifeless body of Dirk, she started rifling through his pockets. Waste not, want not, and all that business. Dirk sadly didn’t have much on him, some keys to an apartment she’d never be able to find and a wallet, containing just enough credits to buy one meal. Well, at least it was something.<br/><br/>Tossing the keys and now empty wallet over her shoulder, and pocketing her pilfered good, she turned back towards her audience. More specifically, the case they were carrying.<br/><br/>“You euhm… Need some help with that?” She asked, nodding towards the case.<br/><br/>If they didn’t want her to be here, they’d had already shooed her off, or worse, shot her… Not like anybody was gonna come to her rescue in this ass-end of town.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>