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[honest_johns]

It's getting colder and colder outside -- and with rain on the air, this afternoon.

Still, it's just as warm as ever inside the bar. Which is why Alain, after finishing his afternoon's work in the stable, stops by his room to leave his coat hanging inside the door. He turns to close the door behind him, and head into the bar.

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[mnt_raph]

*He doesn't get far. Blocking his way to the Bar is one very unhappy looking Raph.*

Where you think you're goin'?

[honest-johns.livejournal.com]

Alain's attention is suddenly very focused. Having an angry ninja with violent tendencies in front of you will do that.

Still, his answer is mild. "Into the bar for dinner."

[mnt_raph]

Yeah, not so much. We're goin' for a little detour first.

[honest-johns.livejournal.com]

Alain's eyebrows go up.

"To?"

He hasn't moved yet.

Information is of the good, Raph.

[mnt_raph]

Office. Lilly wants to see you.

*His tone suggests that Alain really doesn't have much of an option in this one. That maybe the Wants is really just a costume for will.*

[honest-johns.livejournal.com]

Alain's first assumption is that Lilly is staying with someone who's been locked in the cells and doesn't want to leave, not that she herself has been locked up.

"...All right."

He follows.

[mnt_raph]

*Raph lurches forward a fraction of a step. He was expecting far more resistence than this. Lots more, in fact. At least some sort of taken aback recognition. Maybe she's started throwing punches at Alain, and that's why he's not surprised?

He keeps the Gunslinger in his peripheral as they make their way down the short distance to the Security Office.*

Baby won't let'er out, so don't ask. Door locks from the inside, so you won't need anyone to get out.

*Raph opens the door, and ushers Alain through.*

[honest-johns.livejournal.com]

Alain stops dead. "--Wait, she's in the cells?"

Hey, Raph, there's the resistance you were looking for.

Then he's hurrying through the door.

[mnt_raph]

Yeah, what'd you think? She was havin' a frickin' tea party in there?

*He calls after.*

Whole frickin' place's gone whacked....

*Is the last thing heard before the door shuts behind Alain.