It's a rather quaint town when you get down to it. At least, that's what the Sheriff would argue. Warm and dry in the mornings and afternoons with a brisk coolness in the evenings. The perfect type of weather to just sit out on your rocking chair and observe the comings and goings.
... Of course, there's not much in the way of comings and goings when there aren't any actual people here to watch. Nevertheless, don't let that get you down! The town is your oyster and those roosters won't stop crowing until everyone's out of bed. Up and at 'em, rise and shine, it's time to make the day yours!
After all, there's nothing wrong with the town today and you might just want to savor it while it lasts.
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[ Already, she's dismissing her own idea. If it was genuinely alphabetical, Claire - as Felix, like he calls himself now - would be up there alongside her.
Oh well. Notepad time! Were you brought here as well? ]
[ Except for that potential liar in the jail cell!
For a moment, Chane is even less responsive than usual, but that's through no fault of Barnham's. She's been setting aside all this new information in her head, wishing vainly she had access to Huey's refined ability of contemplation to put the pieces together for her. Her father is a genius, after all.
Finally, she taps where it says her name on the poster and then gestures to Barnham. It's only polite to introduce yourself to a lady. ]
[ ... look, the armor is weird. Regardless, she's quick to accept the correction without embarrassment.
What does an Inquisitor do? Chane's heard the word before, of course, but it could mean something different in the context of proud men walking around in full armor, clanking with every step. ]
[ She's interpreting that as police, even while she's aware that analogy might not be entirely accurate. It's what Chane's most familiar with, after all - especially as a criminal. (Hey, at least she's not a witch!)
She's getting a bit tired of writing now but continues on without indicating it.
That's quite contradictory from the game we're supposed to play here. ]
If they intend for me to remain compliant in the face of such an appalling game, they will be sadly disappointed. I intend to thoroughly stand by my duty.
... [ It shouldn't be surprising to hear such a thing from a self-proclaimed vanguard of peace and defender of his home, but Chane is still at a point in her life when such blatant, unconditional justice seems inexplicable.
It's likely he'll be killed quickly, if what the Sheriff said was absolutely true - and that's not a thought Chane relishes.
Biting back a sigh, because protecting this man will be quite exhausting.
Indeed. My duty does not change, regardless of where I may currently be. Though I owe my sword and my duty to Labyrinthia first and foremost, I cannot allow an unjust situation such as this to progress unchallenged.
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Oh well. Notepad time! Were you brought here as well? ]
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[Unfortunately.]
I believe that to be the case for all of us here. We are all equally out of place, I believe.
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For a moment, Chane is even less responsive than usual, but that's through no fault of Barnham's. She's been setting aside all this new information in her head, wishing vainly she had access to Huey's refined ability of contemplation to put the pieces together for her. Her father is a genius, after all.
Finally, she taps where it says her name on the poster and then gestures to Barnham. It's only polite to introduce yourself to a lady. ]
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He quirks an eyebrow at that, but he pieces together her meaning relatively quickly.]
Of course. My apologies, Madam. I was focused all too much on the task at hand. My name is Zacharias Barnham.
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... [ Belatedly, she finds herself wondering about the armor.
Something else is written down: Are you a performer? ]
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[WHY....]
I am an Inquisitor, a title I bear proudly. I am no sort of performer in the least.
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What does an Inquisitor do? Chane's heard the word before, of course, but it could mean something different in the context of proud men walking around in full armor, clanking with every step. ]
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[He can answer that firmly enough, at least.]
My role, madam, is to keep the peace and defend the citizenry of my home.
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She's getting a bit tired of writing now but continues on without indicating it.
That's quite contradictory from the game we're supposed to play here. ]
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[He can't deny it... but.]
If they intend for me to remain compliant in the face of such an appalling game, they will be sadly disappointed. I intend to thoroughly stand by my duty.
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It's likely he'll be killed quickly, if what the Sheriff said was absolutely true - and that's not a thought Chane relishes.
Biting back a sigh, because protecting this man will be quite exhausting.
You intend to the peace here as well? ]
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Indeed. My duty does not change, regardless of where I may currently be. Though I owe my sword and my duty to Labyrinthia first and foremost, I cannot allow an unjust situation such as this to progress unchallenged.
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Internally, that is. Outwardly, she's cool as a cucumber.
That's very noble. ]
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What matters is that all possible bloodshed is avoided here.
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Says nothing. ]
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[He'll spare her her suffering over his dumb ass, don't worry.
And he's off!]
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