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Surveying the two sides and their verbal battle.  It was safe to say that Crest felt completely out of place.  She had no idea who was doing what or what was going on.  She fumbled uncomfortably with her sword as the woman in the wheelchair scooted forwards, moving towards the man with a determined expression on her face.

Crest chided herself.  She'd walked in on a horrible situation.  Two sides of what looked to be some kind of battle.. and because she was standing on this side.. she'd already chosen her place.. But she scarcely knew what was happening.  The guy who kept saying 'dildo' was claiming that the vault was his.. while those surrounding Crest were saying it was no one's property.  Something deep within Crest was telling her that they shouldn't open the vault.. Something about the thing seemed dangerous.

Still.. she only knew one of the group by name, and she highly doubted they'd listen to her having just met her a few moments earlier.  So, she was stuck waiting for something to happen.. for someone to explain why these two were fighting over opening the vault when they should just leave it alone.