>>6146438“I’m still betting it’s the Old Lady...”
So you keep saying, TT, you sigh, rubbing your temples as you once again find yourselves in Mimut’s drafty, yet crowded living room, but the other testimonies tell a different story… and she shouldn’t be betting on <span class="mu-i">anything</span>, you add with genuine concern creeping into your tone!
“Why?”
Because you’re pretty sure she has an addictive personality. The Spinner responds to your diagnosis with a giggle as she shifts from foot to foot.
“Gee, Ant, no one’s ever called my personality ‘<span class="mu-i">addictive</span>’ before~”
That’s not what it means, you groan, you’re saying she-
“L-let’s save the c-compliments for later, okay?” Volka stammers as she relocates her massive self between you and TT! “And Anton’s right–if the culprits were <span class="mu-r">ICERS</span>--”
Then they’re probably using that old factory as a base, you interrupt with a nod, and they mentioned something about trading-
“Get them BACK.” Growls Mimut in the loudest volume you’ve heard her speak in since you met! Noticing the effect it has on you and your pals, however, the Moleg carefully lowers herself back onto her sunken couch with a sliver of embarrassment in her coal ember eyes!
“... <span class="mu-i">please…</span>”
Don’t worry, you respond as you put a smile on your face, you’re gonna check the place out for her!
Volka gives the worried mother a reassuring pat before the three of you make your way back outside! You scarcely feel the afternoon chill on your face before two familiar presences move in for the kill…
“So, the factories, ey?” Recites Dilah as her one good eye peeks up at you from around your side!
“Sounds dangerous… and <span class="mu-i">expensive!</span>” Adds Vilah from your other side! “Fortunately for you our schedule juuuust opened up~”
Dropping enough bells into Vilah’s rough, rag-wrapped hand to cover your remaining balance, you ask if she or her sister know much about the place you’re going!
“Used ta’ make clothes a long while back,” Vilah begins as she cocks her head to the side in thought, “But the only people who use it now are the types that don’t like bein’ spied on!”
“And there’s <span class="mu-i">GHOSTS!</span>” Cackles Dilah before receiving a shove from her sister! “Ooww!”
“Ghosts, street toughs… don’t matter much if you know the lay of the land!” The Durher counters as she puffs out her chest! “But gang territory’s <span class="mu-i">real</span> dangerous-like, so if you wanna go it’s gonna be at a premium: <span class="mu-b">20 Bells Round-Trip!</span>”
Your jaw goes into freefall. T-T-T-<span class="mu-i">TWENTY!?</span>
"That's what she said, Rook."
You <span class="mu-s">KNOW!</span>
>CONTD. 