Patrollogs
(Claire's syndicate bargain)
[Fri Dec 1 2023]
In simple prison cell
A simple prison cell with metal bars, a security screen on the northern
wall displaying some sort of meeting room.
It is about 50F(10C) degrees.
Claire wakes up with a sudden jerking motion. Casting her eyes around, she says, "Um.. Hello?"
"Unsurprising," Ethan mutters, the man tiredly walking into the late night, impromptu flesh market with a familiar look of disdain.
Sarah meanders in with a dull look in her eyes, ignoring some representative chatting to her, she then looks on her phone, then sighs. "Fine, a token amount." Sarah agrees with the guard, seeming mildly irritated. "Can't believe I showed up for some unaffiliated doll..."
Clicking his tongue at the arrival of Claire, Ethan narrows his eyes dispassionately. "What'd you bid on her, Wilson?" Ethan asks, calmly, his gray eyes darting to their corners.
"5$" Sarah answers honestly, "Wasn't very interested." she tilts her head, "I think I overpaid."
"She's mine," Ethan says, rather firm in his insistence.
cocks her head at Ethan, "How curious. Did this one do something to you?" Sarah wonders as she stares at the cash. "She has sanctuary, there shouldn't be any reason for you to worry."
In response, Ethan only proffers Sarah with a nod in the affirmative. "I have questions for her," Ethan says, his tone rather bitter.
Sarah nods slowly, then shoots a finger gun at Ethan, "Very well. But you're buying me a drink some time."
Trying to stave off a very clear roll of his eyes, Ethan nonetheless seems to relent with a sigh of resignation. "Fine, deal," Ethan relents towards Sarah, moving over to take the bound woman by the wrists. "On the condition that I supply the drinks. I'd rather not get roofied and wake up on an operating table."
Sarah chuckled, "You just saw me fight forest monsters using a blowgun, why would you assume I'd drug your drink instead?" Sarah reasons with a smirk, then wagging her fingers as she heads out of the room. "I am sure it will be a most interesting experience."
"Come on you," Ethan mutters with a sigh as he takes Claire by the wrists and leads the woman out and through the town hall.
"Come on you," Ethan mutters with a sigh as he takes Claire by the wrists and leads the woman out and through the town hall.
Untying the restraints that bind Claire's wrists, Ethan spares one rueful glance at the Syndicate flesh merchants that have begun packing up shop and then gives a beckoning motion over towards Claire. "Let's go, Zheng. Follow me."
"There," Ethan says, tiredly leading Claire into the barracks. "Much as it is unavoidable with them, try not to get abducted again."
Claires Syndicate Bargain
(Claire's syndicate bargain)
[Fri Dec 1 2023]
In simple prison cell
A simple prison cell with metal bars, a security screen on the northern
wall displaying some sort of meeting room.
It is about 50F(10C) degrees.
Claire wakes up with a sudden jerking motion. Casting her eyes around, she says, "Um.. Hello?"
"Unsurprising," Ethan mutters, the man tiredly walking into the late night, impromptu flesh market with a familiar look of disdain.
Sarah meanders in with a dull look in her eyes, ignoring some representative chatting to her, she then looks on her phone, then sighs. "Fine, a token amount." Sarah agrees with the guard, seeming mildly irritated. "Can't believe I showed up for some unaffiliated doll..."
Clicking his tongue at the arrival of Claire, Ethan narrows his eyes dispassionately. "What'd you bid on her, Wilson?" Ethan asks, calmly, his gray eyes darting to their corners.
"5$" Sarah answers honestly, "Wasn't very interested." she tilts her head, "I think I overpaid."
"She's mine," Ethan says, rather firm in his insistence.
cocks her head at Ethan, "How curious. Did this one do something to you?" Sarah wonders as she stares at the cash. "She has sanctuary, there shouldn't be any reason for you to worry."
In response, Ethan only proffers Sarah with a nod in the affirmative. "I have questions for her," Ethan says, his tone rather bitter.
Sarah nods slowly, then shoots a finger gun at Ethan, "Very well. But you're buying me a drink some time."
Trying to stave off a very clear roll of his eyes, Ethan nonetheless seems to relent with a sigh of resignation. "Fine, deal," Ethan relents towards Sarah, moving over to take the bound woman by the wrists. "On the condition that I supply the drinks. I'd rather not get roofied and wake up on an operating table."
Sarah chuckled, "You just saw me fight forest monsters using a blowgun, why would you assume I'd drug your drink instead?" Sarah reasons with a smirk, then wagging her fingers as she heads out of the room. "I am sure it will be a most interesting experience."
"Come on you," Ethan mutters with a sigh as he takes Claire by the wrists and leads the woman out and through the town hall.
"Come on you," Ethan mutters with a sigh as he takes Claire by the wrists and leads the woman out and through the town hall.
Untying the restraints that bind Claire's wrists, Ethan spares one rueful glance at the Syndicate flesh merchants that have begun packing up shop and then gives a beckoning motion over towards Claire. "Let's go, Zheng. Follow me."
"There," Ethan says, tiredly leading Claire into the barracks. "Much as it is unavoidable with them, try not to get abducted again."