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Come to think of it, if they were asking his name then it was likely that there wasn't a warrant out for his arrest. Well unless she was playing games with him. Hopefully not, though. It all pointed to just a simple questioning about the incident. Mild relief.
They couldn't have just sat down over a desk with a stimcaf and have a pleasant chat though. Nah, gotta have holding cells, bruv.
Next question.
Did he know the man? No, not even a hint of a shred of a clue as to who he was and why he had such a murderboner for him. Just some scary Sith-type nattering on about rats and god kings. As if he had a clue about any of that piddle-paddle.
“Nope, don't know a single scoob about him,” he replied, itching the back of his ear casually as small white flecks of skin drifted down from the afflicted area, “was kinda hoping that your lot would fill me in there, love.”
We've gone from ma'am to love in the space of a minute.
They couldn't have just sat down over a desk with a stimcaf and have a pleasant chat though. Nah, gotta have holding cells, bruv.
Next question.
Did he know the man? No, not even a hint of a shred of a clue as to who he was and why he had such a murderboner for him. Just some scary Sith-type nattering on about rats and god kings. As if he had a clue about any of that piddle-paddle.
“Nope, don't know a single scoob about him,” he replied, itching the back of his ear casually as small white flecks of skin drifted down from the afflicted area, “was kinda hoping that your lot would fill me in there, love.”
We've gone from ma'am to love in the space of a minute.