Editing Vargas and Bay21

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Vargas hated going to Bay12. It was like some goddamn science experiment, except you were never sure when you would be the mouse. Or the cheese. Or both.

He mumbled to himself about how the profits better bet worth it, this time. On board the caravan was a large cache of Valve-tec weapons, indie games and raw data. The dorfs loved raw data though, at least that would move.

A mysterious voice boomed. "I'M CONDUCTING A TEST, HOLD ON A SECOND."

Vargas tried to ignore it, sighed and looked around at the bar. Buncha' fucking neckbeards and hackers. A few probers too. Vargas put his head on the table. No women of course.. never any women. He hated this place.

The doors to the bar suddenly opened and three large spectral fish floated cautiously around the bar patrons, zapping them with some sort of scanning device. Most didn't move, apparently expecting this. The strange fish concluded their scan of the room and floated away as suddenly as they arrived. Only Vargas seemed annoyed.

He hated this place.

The loathing felt by Vargas was blotted out by the booming voice. "HOW WERE THE CARP SCANNERS? I'M TRYING TO MAKE THEM LESS ANNOYING. A FEW PEOPLE GOT BLINDED LAST TIME".

Most of the bar patrons gave a thumbs up.

"OKAY, COOL, THANK YOU. JUST A FEW MORE BUGS TO WORK OUT. I STILL HAVE TO FIGURE OUT HOW MANY DIFFERENT COLORS OF FISH WE NEED. I GET THE FEELING BLUE OR GREEN FISH ARE LESS THREATENING FOR THESE TYPE OF SCANS"

Vargas downed his whole glass of synthesized wine.

"DID THE SCALES LOOK REAL? THE SEMITRANSLUCENT EFFECT SEEMS TO GIVE THEM SOME AUTHORITY, BUT IT MAKES THE SCALES LOOK BLURRY"

He hated this place.

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