>>5661879>>5661835>>5661830Within the halls of the prison, near the inner citadel, lies the staff quarters, the throne of the Wardens powers, filled with the riches and security benefiting the Guards status as stewards of these high profile crimiminals.
One such benefit was Mr Rime's soda bar, a classy speakeasy that served chill vibes and chiller drinks... Unlike the blaring lights of the Niamic playhouse, this bar was sequestered, private, but far from unoccupied.
A gnarled hand held a highball glass to the dim light, studying the amber liquid within the glass... or rather what was reflected in that liquid. "Koshmar... after all these years, you finally have come for me."
The burly man grunts, stepping forward, ice shivering within their shakers with each thud of his footsteps. "Weiss... this has been a long time coming."
Weiss sighs. "I can't run away from this forever... do your worst."
Koshmar slams his fist on the counter. "Triple thick chocolate Malt, Lonlon cream, extra cherries." The man smirked. "And a lava cookie."
Weiss turns towards the burly man in alarm, the elder mans eyes in alarm. "That's the most expensive item in the menu! Are you trying to ruin me?"
Koshmar grins. "You said you owed me a drink you old fox." Koshmar slumps into the chair next to him. "Pay up."
Weiss sighs, sliding a bill over. "Ah, where did I go wrong to get a apprentice such as you?"
"Where did I go wrong to get a teacher like you?" He eyes the school's professor in Magical Studies. "In fact what did the STUDENTS do wrong." He snorts. "They are already serving a sentence."
Weiss sips his ginger ale. "Well I didn't ask to do this, my wife dragged me into this." He scowls. "As she always does."
"You should thank her." Koshmar says, his milkshake sliding in front of him by a gentlemanly clown Pokemon. "You'd die of boredom if you had nothing to complain about."
Weiss rolls his eyes. "Nah nag nag... what about you? Did you even get what you were looking for."
Koshmar shrugs. "...A little. They figured me out faster then I wanted... but that let me realize they had a few things." He sighs. "Their mysterious patron... they do not like each other at all. Some sort of black mail is involved... and the patrons have help, the magic kind."
"Hmm?" Weiss raises a eyebrow "What makes you say that."
"They caught me quickly, my alibi was perfect, I had friends, but after one meeting with their "boss" and I was outted immediately... they didn't use a background check or a slip up of mine, no one notices when someone built like me makes a mistake. They had to use magic... and not psychic kind." He taps his head. "Don't work on me."
"So what... some aura user?"
Koshmar nods. "Could be, haven't seen one of those in a while though... lots of work for the payout. Usually see fairy types like you instead... Found something more interesting though."
"Hmm?"
"Some crazy lady broke into the base to watch the police raid." He snorts. "Weirdo."
