The City of the Specter, Atem's Palace

[metagame]

The corpse sinks to the floor
Even the brightest gold, even the sharpest blade
Becomes sand, becomes dust

Comments

[emptyself]

Why not? Won't it help us?

[ EXPLAIN ACAB TO HIM ]

[privatedomicile]

They don't give a shit about us, Soujuurou. If we don't have legal rep, they can use whatever we tell 'em as cause to put us in the slammer.

That's prison, yo.

[emptyself]

[ AAHHHH?? THEY'RE CRIMINALS NOW????? ]

But we haven't even done anything wrong! Why are we going to go to jail!?

[privatedomicile]

Probable cause, man.

But I ain't goin' anywhere until you hissy bastards read me my damn rights! Free country, biatch!

[Wasn't the goal to get in the palace? Jesse seems to have lost the plot on that one.]