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Who: Whoever!
When: Day 15, early morning
Where: Apartment A, Shrine Room
What: New Arrival

[The good news? This new arrival isn't trying to shoot you.]

[The bad news? He does seem to be wearing armor and pointing a... is that a magic wand? Well, it's a piece of wood with a crystal on the end.]

Where is this? Who are you?

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[ SQUIRMING, there's a couple of cigs, but no pack this time around. ]

I'm not made out of smokes-!

No, but you're getting them from somewhere.

[leaves them

instead transforms his hand into a claw (=]

The question is where.

[ Oh okay that has his attention. ]

They're not inside me.

Well, there's only two ways to be sure. And only one is in my power.

[pressing a claw under your chin (=]

H-Hey, this is kinda- they're just cigs, yeah?

I'm already in the middle of withdrawal from one of my preferred 'hobbies', you don't really want to see me dealing with two.

[slliiiding claw own your neck and cutting your shirt open]

So let's deal, boy.

[ Hey I like this shirt. ]

What kind of deal did you have in mind...

Same as before, really. We fuck, you get me smokes, you can get whatever you want from Ger. Hoard and trade that as much as you like. But I suggest you do your best to make sure I can smoke as least twice a day for as long as possible.

And if I don't need anything from Ger right now?

Ask him to keep a tab for all I care.

Or we could work out a deal that doesn't involve sex...

[snort and pushes a claw against your chin to tilt it up (=]

Fine, get me a regularly supply cigarettes and I'll leave you be. The first time you fail I'll fuck you until you enjoy the feeling of the blood dripping out of your ass.

Satisfied?

Wait- I don't even have a constant supply. I'm gonna run out eventually too.

You should hope one of us finds some other way to get them before that, then.

[ Ughhh. ]

Seriously, you don't need to threaten me every step of the way...

It's a good, honest threat. I just want to be straight with you, boy. An important part of survival is knowing your situation. I'm sure you can guess what my other 'bad habit' is.

Aaah, I'm pretty constantly reminded of my situation every day.

[still touching youuu claw hand on your jaw now]

It's not as bad as all that, is it? You have to admit, some cigarettes for your life is a pretty easy deal. And the food here is certainly better than whatever you got in prison. I'll bet you've even made some friends.

[ Keeping his head tilted back enough to try and get away from that stupid claw hand. ]

I'm more worried about what happens when there aren't anymore cigs left. Maybe you could try taking up gum chewing.

Why, do you trade that too?

[hmmm wattttches, then pulls his hand away and gets rid of the shadow where Gian can see it]

So you want to know what happens then? All right, you can have a little demonstration. Watch carefully, now.

[and sliiiiding a hand into your chest]

[ THIS IS NOT COOL. ]

[ Going shock still, his breath catching in a very 'I think I'm about to die' way. ]

[Oh goodness =)

presses down on one of your lungs so you are forced to exhale anyway, braces other hand next to your head and watches (=]

You were expecting the claw, right? But that's really so messy. I prefer to kill people this way. Clean, easy. Sometimes still cruelly slow, depending on what I take.

But don't worry, I do rather like you. So I would probably just go for your heart. Won't take long at all.

[ Pressing down means he can't quite breathe in, and thus can't quite manage to respond to Slick's funtime threats, but frankly he's pretty scared to because what is happening inside my body. ]

[takes his hand back out slowly and when it's out presses lightly against his chest]

Do you have a clearer picture now?

A... Aaah.

[ Takes a shuddery breath, steadying his voice. ]

Crystal.