whiskeyandbrimstone (
whiskeyandbrimstone) wrote in
faderift2018-07-17 12:06 pm
1-800-lawyer (open)
WHO: Jang
WHAT: Jang tries to find a lawyer.
WHEN: Now
WHERE: Jang's room and the Gallows
NOTES: Swearing
WHAT: Jang tries to find a lawyer.
WHEN: Now
WHERE: Jang's room and the Gallows
NOTES: Swearing
1. Jang Is in her room, behind a desk with paperwork scattered about and her crystal next to her. Anyone trying to see here will have to get past a rather humorless guard, but anyone within 20 feet of her room can hear her ranting in a foreign language, swearing and yelling at her crystal. She’s been trying to get any information on her arrest and trying to find a Lawyer over the network.
“Listen, I need a lawyer and someone who knows how laws work in this place. Public defenders are a thing here right? Vikings had public defenders for god’s sake.” There is a streak of swearing in Mandarin and Creole.
2. Later in the day, she has left her room and wandering the Gallows, trailed closely by her guard who she refers to as “Steve”. Still swearing a blue streak in Chinese and Louisiana Creole, which anyone who speaks Orleasian would be surprised to understand. She doesn’t seem to have a location in mind, just needed to get out of her room, but anyone who sees her knows that she is furious.

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"It's not so bad, really, ain't known a single person yet whose died here. Maybe it won't become a trend."
With her free hand Dolores gestures to the market.
"I've got a list of shopping to get, you want to come with me?"
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Jang falls into step with Dolores, and says "Sure! I'd like to go shopping with ya. Thanks!"
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Dolores turns and fishes a paper out of her satchel, it's a folded list of about ten items and she passes it to Jang.
"I need to get these for work. I get them every day but it'll be nice having company."
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Jang walks around the market, looking for the bits she recognizes and getting them for Dolores. "Maybe I could take you out to the bar tomorrow then since you won't be shopping."
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There's a pause and then:
"I guess he must be stockpiling? Anyway, what bar would you like to go to? I haven't seen a saloon around here...but there were a few cathouses scattered about.
"You don't mean those, right?" She asks, a touch hesitant.