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[Tomcost]

Sigmund tried to lessen the accusation:

-Actually, no. I just wanted to distract the store guards while the others could silently pick what we were looking for. When that proved to not be possible, the rest decided to just go inside and break things.

[Xantalos]

Do so.

[Xanmyral]

Morton was about to say more, his hand raised as if he had an objection to statements given but then slumped a bit, his hand returning back at his side. He could debate all of the points the ship put out there, but he wasn't sure it would do any good. The desk needed another angle, some way to reach the ship, or to at least find out if what the ship is telling him is truly true... ~Are you really quite certain about all of that? That you can never become more than what you are? Because I'm not so certain about that.~

[Spinal_Taper]

"You going to kill, mutilate, imprison, assault, defenestrate, mutilate, decreate, desecrate, or even berate me for going in there?"
Better be certain.

[Harry Baldman]

In the main lobby of the guard HQ...

Kevin, seeing how his previous efforts appear to have been for naught, tries a new approach - wife jokes!

[Goofing off roll: 2+1-1]

Unfortunately, aside from a rather dubious glance on the part of the two guys, his valiant attempts to lighten the mood achieve no reasonable result.

"Can it with the jokes, will you, buddy?"


On the deck of the shrieking ship of Shriekpot...

Scott decides to inquire more about the Captain.

"So he enjoyed the booze... Captain, can you personally attack people? Kill, murder and maim?"

"I most CERTAINLY can!"

Scott's facial expression improves ever so slightly.

"I just CHOOSE NOT TO! Violence is so UNCIVILIZED!"

And now it's back to normal again.


In an interrogation room...

Sigmund tries his very best to slightly lessen the pressure on himself.

"Actually, no. I just wanted to distract the store guards while the others could silently pick what we were looking for. When that proved to not be possible, the rest decided to just go inside and break things."

"And you had absolutely nothing to do with the events that followed? What was your immediate reaction to the guards arriving?"


In the Personal Loans department of De Jong and Associates...

Niklas, after trying his best to awkwardly (and unsuccessfully) grab the voucher, is thrown a bone by the clerk, who puts it on his top cushion. With that, Niklas heads for the next room. It features a single window. It has no line, as the man who negotiated a loan before Niklas seems to be leaving already, a bit of money in hand.

The man at the window, a sanguine and jovial sort from the looks of it, motions Niklas to come closer.


On a telepathic ship...

Morton, ever the optimist, seeks some sort of way to reach out to the ship.

~Are you really quite certain about all of that? That you can never become more than what you are? Because I'm not so certain about that.~

~Oh, I certainly could become more than I am. Just not through conversation. I can become more than I am through external modification and structural improvement, which I will obtain if I perform adequately and cause no issues. I believe such a thing to be likely.~


Outside the engineers' gate of the City of the Dead...

Darren guesses he can't be too careful, and asks yet more.

"You going to kill, mutilate, imprison, assault, defenestrate, mutilate, decreate, desecrate, or even berate me for going in there?"

The gibbon stares at him for a second, then breaks into what Darren thinks might be a rather savage imitation of laughter, its mighty, shining teeth flashing at him menacingly. After it's done, it shakes its head.

[Xantalos]

Approach man.

[Innsmothe]

"Then, if I told you that the city guard may be moving on the Artiste and co., possibly in a way that may endanger your ship...how would you act when confronted?"

[Tomcost]

Sigmund, in a rather better situation now, explained:

-No I had nothing to do with all the killing. Actually, I tried to create a distraction so that nobody had to die and ended up setting myself on fire. And, when you arrived, I tried to not get stabbed, which proved to be unsuccessful.

[miauw62]

"Is telling bad jokes a crime?"


((Everybody is putting the blame on everyone else.))

[Xanmyral]

[Well, no one has blamed Kevin so far. Well, not specifically that is.]

~Well, yes that certainly is a route but I was more meaning mentally, or perhaps emotionally, or personality or something. I wasn't meaning becoming physically more than what you are, becoming more, growing. You say you're not a person, do you think you ever can be? Are you indeed telling me that you can never derive something that is from yourself? A want, something you perhaps yearn for that isn't the task you were given from your creation? A dream? I just find it hard to believe that, from talking to you, that you lack these things.~ Morton commented, waiting for a response.

[Tomcost]

((Actually, Niklas has already been blamed for everything really bad))

[Xantalos]

((Actually, Niklas has already been blamed for everything really bad))

((With good reason.))

[Tomcost]

((I have just remembered something: chair magic will probably allow you to fly.))

[Xantalos]

((I have just remembered something: chair magic will probably allow you to fly.))

((Hence why I'm getting these spiked ones. I will be a spiky cannonchair.))

[Tomcost]

((I suggest guerrilla tactics against the guards, just in case))