Well, its one of many mysteries we have to solve. One possibility is that this used to be a working place, but after it got turned into Kidnapville, no one works here anymore.
[look he might be a priest but he is not a good representation for one]
Anyways, you don't seem to be in trouble. For now.
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[look he might be a priest but he is not a good representation for one]
Anyways, you don't seem to be in trouble. For now.
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[ bad. actually.
but she does chuckle. ]
Well, if I am I'll repent or whatever it is I'm supposed to do. Or just... y'know. Figure out how to pay the owner.
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[Ever so dry.]
Kind of weird we don't have money in our goodie bags, right?
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[ it's asked almost absently, and a little tiredly. three hail marys? who knows. ]
Mm. Now you mention it... unless the currency is something super weird, or our hosts are flat broke... you'd expect something to get you started.
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[A shrug.]
Maybe they plan on giving us an allowance later?
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[ maybe she's a stylish sinner now. ]
What, like a weekly treat for not wrecking the place? There's a thought. And an incentive, I suppose.
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[Rocking that sinful fashion!]
Weekly treat makes me think we're nothing but pets, though...
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[ but still very stylish, she does agree. ]
We are a bit trapped in a cage like one, though.
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I hope we're let out for walks sometimes.
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[ haha! ]
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[ hello? ]