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[OOM: Lilly doesn't like feeling guilty. For one thing, it leads to her doing stupidly risky things in order to make up for the guilt Indy keeps insisting she shouldn't feel.]

However, surviving stupidly risky things and pulling off guilt-assuaging missions can only improve a girl's mood. This is why she's grinning as she comes into the bar, a box in her arms.

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And there is a dwarf grinning at her; happiness is in infectious, you know. "Miss Lily! Good to see you again." He offers her his most charming (maimed all the same) grin. "A glass of wine? The Arbor they get here is quite fine indeed."

Lilly grins back at him.

"Sure, why not? I have time."

She sets the box on a table and sits down, gesturing for Tyrion to join her.

"How's it going?"

"It goes as it will. I meet strange and interesting people, and occasionally bed them. Yourself?"

Hey, it's a past-time.

"Lately I've been sticking to a few select strange and interesting people for sex," Lilly says thoughtfully.

She pats the box next to her.

"Most recently, I've been stealing from Nazis."

"What's a nazi?" Tyrion asks with a quirk of his brow.

"Genocidal maniacs from my planet's history," Lilly replies, scowling.

"I'm not a big fan of them."

"... and who is a fan of genocidal maniacs from ANY planet?" Tyrion asks in retrospect, as he looks over her. "And onto possibly more interesting subjects: What's with the box?"

"A hat, a whip, a gun, a pouch, and a bunch of stuff written in German."

Lilly pats the box.

"I don't speak German, but I can almost guarantee it's about the owner of said hat, whip, gun, pouch, etc."

"Oh."

A beat.

"What's a gun?" He knows what the rest are.

"A little metal thingy that kills people," Lilly explains, more or less.

"My world has lots of them. They're way more effective at the killing people than swords or arrows or whatever was before them."

"Just what we need. A new sort of weapon. What does it do?" He's curious. "Can you show it to me? I don't wish to take it or handle it, but I am curious."

"Uh..."

Lilly hesitates. She kinda thinks there's a thing about showing advanced weapons to people from worlds without them. A bad thing.

"For the sake of the space/time continuum, I think I have to say no? I already ripped the fabric of space/time once, so clearly I'm not the best with the rules, but still."

Tyrion's brows arch. "For the sake of what?"

..yeah he sort of missed whatever it was you were talking about, Lily. RIGHT over his head.

"A thing," Lilly says vaguely. "But possibly an important one.

...to be fair, Lilly doesn't always make it easy to understand her.

"Anyway. What else is new?"

"Not a great deal. Just killing times before I decide to try my luck on the other side of the door. It is, shall we say, a most hostile environment."

He likes it HERE. There's no one trying to kill him for crimes he didn't commit.

"It is?"

Lilly arches an eyebrow.

"Hostile environment like dragons have reduced it to ashes, or hostile like people in it want to kill you?"

"Both. We used to have dragons. But mostly it's the latter over the former," Tyrion says thoughtfully. "I have enemies at home. Is there not someone that dislikes you back there?"

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