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Remy LeBeau (ace_of_clubs) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

"You try runnin', chere. Be happy t' take i' offa you while you ain' wearin' not'in' beneath." That came with a laugh and he lifted his eyebrows suggestively, before nodding and gesturing to the long stick (it was a broken broom handle) that was sitting in the boiling pot, indicating that she could stir them around as she saw fit.

"Dunno why 'dey didn' come ou'. 'Dey jus' didn', an' none us wen' in t' see 'dem. T'ough' i' bes' t' leave 'dem t' 'dere t'ough's." Because they would have come out, if they'd wanted. Clearly, they didn't want to.

"T'ink 'dey was' fine.. jus' feelin' uh bi' down, maybe." He really didn't know why they hadn't come out, they could have been dead in those rooms and no one would have known. No one had checked. No one wanted to. Especially not the thief doing laundry here. They weren't his problem.