The Neverywhere Inn

Ask your supervisor to inflict punishment and disdain onto the poorly behaved vending machine. It is holding your coworkers chips and funds hostage both. Clearly, this one needs remedial training.

> Extract your vending machine disciplinary stun baton from your throat pocket, grossing everybody nearby except Vesi.

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Until the forums get the formatting bar back, you'll have to deal with crappy formatting/plain-looking text ;;

GRETEL
I do, ma'am.

VESI nods, and GRETEL indicates the vending machine that refused to relinquish her chips.

GRETEL
The memos say not to shake the vending machines,
but how am I supposed to get my chips out if they're
stuck?

DAKN
We already tried asking nicely. Stubborn little blighters.

GRETEL nods emphatically. VESI's lack of outrage disappoints NAME—where they're from, stubborn vending machines aren't rewarded for their greed.

NAME tips back their head. They open their mouth impossibly wide and reach into their throat. The other newbies watch in disgust as NAME somehow produces a compact stun baton from their esophagus. It's surprisingly dry.

DRAK
... Eugh.

GRETEL
Oh gosh.

DAKN
In plain sight...

MAU
(internal screaming)

The baton crackles in NAME's claws. VESI simply lifts an eyebrow.

VESI
What are you planning to do with that?
No weapons on Neverywhere Inn premises.
I was just about to cover that.

NAME points the baton at the snoozing vending machine.

NAME
allow me to recover the plainstroll's sustenance.

VESI makes a thoughtful sound.

VESI
Exactly how are you going to do that?
I'm all for the team bringing previously
developed skills to the Inn, but we prefer
a non-violent approach to conflict resolution.