"She said that those who succeeded in getting the staff will be famous and earn lots of money. Of course, many would try to join us, but only a few were chosen. Maybe finding out that our party never returned caused her to recruit other people to the Red Hand so that the morale of the people will never go away, and that Pythia will not be put in a bad image."
"Speaking of...."
Yoshioka would hand over the unlimited tissue paper alongside a small bag and a pouch full of money.
"It was still fun, though..." She said, nodding at Zachary.
"I guess you know what Yoshioka was doing, well, Gashadokuro, I'm Zane."
"Well..." Yoshioka would look around her cell (I guess you can do the description), her eyes keen towards the detail of even the walls.
"I have heard your names thanks to Yoshioka giving me the necessary memories." their voice was neither male nor female— a mix of both perchance— ambiguous.
Each cell was about 20 square meters and 2 meters high, they had reinforced metal doors each 1.9m high and 3 meters long, which had an area where you could see outside but with bars to limit mobility. It also had a very small door for the food.
"Well, I guess you heard the whole conversation about the boys being in prison now, right?"
Taeka sent a message to the man in Morse Code. Particularly, while doing push-ups, swifter repetitions being dots and slower ones being dashes.
Zebedee hadn't really said much. However, he did pace back and forth in the cell.
"Not the cells as such, the apathy users in the area are affecting the zone 24/7, if I had to guess the cells are to contain those with superhuman strength independent of their Investiture and magic" the old man would say.
The Yokai didn't have much to do, so she was waiting for anything interesting to talk about, she was in her bed looking to the roof
"Apathy...." she muttered, "It's an Investiture that can suppress or amp specific emotions in any being that is considered alive or has any trace of consciousness making them extremely susceptible to suggestion or Influencing, weakens their prey by draining their will. And since the 'will' is affected by the Investiture, it's only capable of 'affecting' Investitures and not things that don't have any conscience— living objects..."
"Yes. And my plan is to find a way to get my creator back."
"Fret not, my creator is also making a plan herself."
"Okey"
"So someone like me," Taeka said, going into doing sit-ups and communicating in Morse Code again, similarly to her pushups, "Remind me again of the security detail. I want to make sure I didn't miss anything."
"So much for me being a hero..." He said, sitting down with his back toward a cell wall, "Why is it that everything was going... not necessarily the greatest, but still better than this... then I agree to join you and your band of insurrectionists, then suddenly everything I touch that used to turn to gold turns into dragon dung, and a flaming clod of it at that?"
"I mean, tell me about what you know about all of them. Any hints or information you know?"
"Obviously I don't know who they are on a personal level, that would be strange, but on a public level, since they are the ones who keep the kingdom of the War King safe, the soldiers have their high and low commands, the lowest level ones spend their time doing anything like patrolling, they are divided into squads of 3 people, each group has their respective codes and they have an exit and entry time to find out if some disappear in case they don't arrive or they miss their work hours. And well, you know now, Centurions are elite warriors, they rarely act, the only one who stands guard in a recurring area is that Centurion whose name I now found out is Zachary at the great bonfire, well it's easy to know that these guys are not bad, they just want the best for the people." Rex aswner
"We have no weapons, at 8 they give us breakfast, we go out to the playground at 10, we take a shower at 11 and we go to eat at 12, then we return to our cell around 2, and we return to the playground at 4 to 6, from there we eat and they take us back to the cell, that is in our house, those who are most dangerous will obviously have a different stay" the old man said
"I, I'm sorry to see you involved in this, after all if you hadn't met us none of this would happen to you" Sasha said a bit sad for him
"And based on the fact they managed to beat you, I'm assuming they're really relly skilled?" she asked another question.
"The soldiers are very good, like Really Good, it took me and Noah do our best to beat two of them and Zeb go crushed by a rock as a last act of the Soldier that he was battle, but meanwhile the Centurion was playing with us, could probably killed us in the blink of an eye"
"Thanks for the info." she gave a thumbs up, "That info is valuable."
"I won't say."
"I'm sorry. They could be listening to us now, so lay low for now..." she replied.
Deel sat with his back on the bed, where he would notice how he still had the wound received from the enemy whom tried to damage his lungs, it was untreated still, his shoulder still not entirely fixed either
"Im not gonna stay away from master, so bye bye"
Rex rolled his eye as he lay down on the bed.
"Good shit, I'm not even twenty yet and I'm in jail... I guess that's what you get for being a..
Her plan was good..... But It dont work.... she can't... maybe some powers worked but shapeshifting wasn't on the list, preventing her from turning back into a cat, leaving her in her humanoid form.
(thats what I meant)
"Hey you have by any chance something for stabbing in chest and shoulder hit by pressure point?"
"What the meow?!"
She took out a small rock, it was the only thing she had with her.
while her ability to stretch was intact.... there was something wrong, as she began to feel extreme pain, as if the quality that every time she stretched her inability to feel pain when molding her body had disappeared, which It means that as she stretches or adjusts her size, her body would be torn.
"When you put it that way, prison just sounds like a more screwed up retirement home..." Taeka said, now doing squats with her bed, "Unfortunately, I'm not the age to stay at one of those places, or the level of patience to stay at the other..."
"That's the understatement of the year, isn't it?" He yelled back at Sasha, "What have we even accomplished on this little escapade of ours, huh? What did we gain except injuries, prison, casualties, and now potentially executions? You throw me into danger for money which I foolishly accepted, thinking this was just going to be a slightly more high-profile job. But what happens?
"So i cant be rocking with anything, got it, thanks regardless..."
"Rats! I want to be with my master! Why i gotta share it with a horse rider?! Put me inside with her instead!"
Upon hearing Zeb say something of her, she starts to lose her patience
(Is okey, you can post and will aswner to everyone after eat something)
"I may have failed, but you wanna know who failed you infinitely more than me? The geezer who gets us into pinches that we can't get out of. Every mistake I've made with this group is on him. He paid me to join the Merry Band of Mental Disorders with you all. If he's so smart, and so wise, then if I'm really as much of a failure as you think I am, why did he put me on this team? And that's the last time I'm taking anything from a flea-bagged, litter-ridden, follicle-gagging, smooth-brained, whining twat like you again..."
"SUCK A RAT TAIL!!"
"I could care less of you, have been useless from what i seen of you, also you got your butt kicked by normal soldiers meanwhile the rest struggled with Centurions, weakling that you are!!!"
