2A [The Lucky Queen has it's own particular sort of security force, comprising of the more physically capable applicants, as well as a few clever sorts that run things from the background. Ben falls squarely into that first camp, with his beige overcoat having been replaced with a Lucky Queen Security uniform custom tailored for him.
Right now, he's not on detail; instead, he clanks and whirrs his way into the break room after a tough shift. A loud and wide plume of steam is released when he takes a "seat" in the corner, having to eschew any of the couches around due to his size.] Anybody else think the bartenders could stand to learn "drink maximum" to make our jobs a little easier?
5F [If Ben's not on patrol throughout the massive decks of the intergalactic steamer, then he's one of the sparse security detail in the casino. There's a little section of the high-stakes tables that he lays personal claim to, and his eye for cheating and thievery is sharper than some of his coworkers'. Probably not a great thing that he's stomping your way, a massive brass hand clamping over your shoulder.]
Hey, buddy. You wanna maybe try that hand again, just a little cleaner this time?
Big Band / Ben Birdland | Skullgirls
[The Lucky Queen has it's own particular sort of security force, comprising of the more physically capable applicants, as well as a few clever sorts that run things from the background. Ben falls squarely into that first camp, with his beige overcoat having been replaced with a Lucky Queen Security uniform custom tailored for him.
Right now, he's not on detail; instead, he clanks and whirrs his way into the break room after a tough shift. A loud and wide plume of steam is released when he takes a "seat" in the corner, having to eschew any of the couches around due to his size.] Anybody else think the bartenders could stand to learn "drink maximum" to make our jobs a little easier?
5F
[If Ben's not on patrol throughout the massive decks of the intergalactic steamer, then he's one of the sparse security detail in the casino. There's a little section of the high-stakes tables that he lays personal claim to, and his eye for cheating and thievery is sharper than some of his coworkers'. Probably not a great thing that he's stomping your way, a massive brass hand clamping over your shoulder.]
Hey, buddy. You wanna maybe try that hand again, just a little cleaner this time?