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balance mod ([personal profile] balancemod) wrote in [community profile] balance_logs 2019-06-13 03:25 am (UTC)

Why are you making him fetch a bullet. Just- you know what whatever. There's only minimal bitching over how he hasn't had to do this menial nonsense since his first job. Either way. BULLET ACQUIRED.

1. Most of the good stuff isn't on it - no names, no addresses, and it's all aborted sentence starters - but what he glimpses are attempts at... scheduling table repairs? And something about how you owe him money for that stool he sanded down last week. (Hint: it wasn't a stool. It was probably a face)

2. That belongs to the Innkeeper. He doesn't see why he has to fork up his room key and is REALLY not down for that, but despite being doomfist? Will can set himself on fire. The fire is black. He wins the ominous standoff and Alex gets the room key. The room feels... plot relevant. You should probably bring Mia for this.

3. He doesn't have a tattoo the bird can see, but different pirate clans have different tattoos - if any at all. All it really proves is he's not a member of whatever pirate gang each respective tattoo means. He's already big and spooky and suspicious. Tattoos or tattoo-hiding clothing just makes that worse.

In exchange, while everyone else is some level of complaining-but-chill about the inn being closed and the guards circling around everywhere. The Innkeeper is about one step below 'pacing and snarling', settling for constantly trying to argue with Will about how that's his in and there's no way that girl didn't do it, but Will has to keep casually informing him his ears function at a frequency where he can't hear stupid people. Alex will immediately get the feeling most of the rubberneckers aren't there for the crime, but to see if the Innkeeper dies from a rage-induced aneurysm.

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