<div class="floatleft">(http://i375.photobucket.com/albums/oo191/Gunmetal_Discord/Catgirls%20and%20Rayguns_zpsma7rzco0.png)</div>“Hel-lo.” Kaylee purred to herself as her eyes fell on the sealed crate, “I’ll bet you’re what all the fuss is about.”<br/><br/>There’s a bit of home wisdom on Desul-8 that states “a law is just a suggestion with a threat attached.”  Funny thing about laws, without cops around they were about as effective as a pinky swear, and unlike some of the crew Kaylee didn’t owe the CLI a single thing.  Whatever it was they’d been hiding was sure to be valuable to<em>someone</em>… but since she couldn’t move the crate through the door, she’d just have to open it up and see how portable to the contents were.  She pulled back the flap of her jacket and produced a small leather roll, unfurling it along the deck plating and revealing a number of smartpicks, nanoprobes, and other lockpicking equipment.<br/><br/>“Shame I don’t have the time to do this properly…” she said, licking her lips in anticipation and spraying a tiny aerosol compound into the central lock, “Intact, the mechanism might be worth a pretty penny too.” she slipped the first pick into the mechanical lock and got busy cracking the layers of security  around the crate.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Open That Mystery Box</div><div class="spoiler_body"> Roll Result: Kaylee Scratam rolled: 2d6, adding 2 to the total<br/>Comment: Expertly Facing Adversity to Open CLIs Loot Crate<br/>Result: 2, 3, <br/>Total: 7<br/>The danger is overcome, but at a price; the GM will offer you a cost or hard choice</div></div>