"Some people just cant appreciate the presence of a lady." Nikki shrugged, though with half her tits hanging out from the bottom of her shirt, she was by no stretch of the imagination a representative of the word lady. The Dreg probably hadn't seen an actual lady in over a 100 years anyway...<br/><br/>The building Nikki was led towards was nothing to speak of, yet another dilapidated building among oh so many. It was hard to imagine that at one point this must've been a normal residential building. Perhaps it was even one of the fancier ones. Now it was nothing but a forgotten memory.<br/><br/>"If its any more of that stuff you've been smoking, I'm game!" Nikki quipped energetically. Who was she to say no to some free stuff? Plus, she really wanted to know what was in that case they were carrying. Weapons? Credits? Narcotics? Hell, perhaps they were ferrying party hats around, wouldn't that be a hoot? She was still wary though, nothing came for free in the Dreg.<br/><br/>"Your crew ain't very talkative, are they?" She asked, following the men inside. "Or is this just part of the whole skeleton thing? You know, since skeletons cant talk and all that." Though skeletons probably had plenty of stories to tell around these parts.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>