AWKWARD ZOMBIE

Eris didn't say anything and continued to eat. He didn't have any business with this strange person and if the knight kept up the aggression no amount of intimidation would help when an entire legion of guards came to arrest her.

The shopkeeper was already annoyed with this loud person, so Eris amplified that annoyance a bit. Any more of being a nuisance and Hel would find out that being threatening to a noble, minor though he was, would not end well for her. Especially not in this city.

The general noticed Tanner approaching and called him out. "Oi, Tanner! Get your booty over here!" he yelled, standing imperiously, his arms crossed, as he tapped his foot impatiently. "It's bad enough you let the terrorist escape, and now I get reports of you plotting treason with prisoners?! I should have you executed for this!" The general was nearly red in the face from his shouting, but little did he know that the reports were false. However, even if he knew the reports were false, he wouldn't care; the Umbra controlling him was bent on spreading resentment.

[Martin is just laying down on his prison bed and humming old theme songs to cartoons.]

Sir, with all due respect, I don't know where you're getting your information, but it is false, sir.

I was told this would have something to about the captain's death, sir.


[I think we're waiting for Zeph to show up before we bust you out]

[~I was waiting for Clyve to post something after Zephiur's last post]

The general narrowed his eyes at Tanner. "What this is about is none of your concern, Tanner." he said brusquely. "You'd best watch your place, or I'll have you locked up with your fellow conspirators." He turned away, a sign of dismissal, and went back about his duties. Nearby, one of the soldiers was grinning wickedly; it appears that he was the one who told the general of Tanner's "betrayal".

Hel walked up to the man in PANK and hoisted him up by his lapels.

"I would appreciate not being ignored"

Garrett woke up on the stone cold prison floor. He was so drunk he had no memories of what happened a couple of hours ago, or why he was here. He noticed a prison guard glaring at him.
"Oi! Guard! What did I do to end up here?"
The guard simply said nothing and walked away.
"This sucks" Garrett said. He was pretty bored at the moment, and he had no motivation to strum his sitar, which for some reason the guards hadn't confiscated.
As Garrett started to doze off again, he heard the faint sound of some whistling.
Garrett took the sitar in his hand and tried his best to match the tune of the whistling, and hoped the source of the whistling would hear his sitar.

Martin heard the instrument across the hall way and noticed the prisoner playing along with him. "What." Martin looked at the prisoner with a straight face. "They let you have that!?" The other prisoner nodded. "I guess you got it on good behavior then. You really know how to play that er...thing."

"Haha, this is nothing, son! I don't think they let me keep 'ol Sally here for my good behavior; I don't even remember why I'm even in this damned place!" Garrett let out a hearty guffaw. "Anyway, my name's Garrett! What's yours son?"

"It just means you're not used to it," said Eris. "But don't worry, you assaulting me without provocation will ensure you have more than enough attention considering the owner of this shop is calling the military as we speak. And I don't mean the pathetic guards you intimidated away. Not with this." He looked at the owner, "You, tell them that the one being assaulted claims Right of Ten."

It was a nonsense phrase to most people, but the man relayed it. As soon as he did the other line hung up. Eris had not been lying when he said Hel would soon have plenty of attention. He had invoked Right of Ten, otherwise known to all law enforcement and military to mean that a member of one of the Ten Great Houses required their services.

"I would suggest you run," said Eris. "Ordinarily a noble summoning guards merits at least a full squad. But what I've done is summon almost the entirety of Mekanos's military, and they will all be focused entirely on you. Oh, and don't think you'll be able to intimidate them, not with their numbers."

"Name's Martin." He waved to garrett "I was brought in here on the charges of the destruction of several buildings and the collapsing of a mine." Garrett looked a bit shocked at this info. "Don't worry I didn't do anything. It's pretty much the corrupt government that put me in here."

"Then it is settled! We will meet at Jade's home! You needn't tell him though, you have already told me in the past, which is also your future!" whichever Forté you want exclaimed. The two adventurers simply kept walking, glad to be rid of this for a few moments.

"Now then!" Future Forté began, "I will visit Lieutenant Simmons, then go back to get our jetpack. You, on the other hand, or pair of hands, will go collect ingredients!"

"Ingredients for what?" inquired Past Forté, getting ready to do all those things Future Forté said above, but with reversed pronouns.

"Why, dear handsome chronological duplicate! To prepare a fine breakfast for everyone! You cannot time travel on an empty stomach! Oh what a surprise it will be when Jade wakes up to discover you and I, but mostly you meaning I, creating a magnificent breakfast in his very kitchen! He will be thrilled!"

"Our collective temporally-cloned consciousnesses already know where his spare key is, for he will tell us in the past and has already told us in the future!" exclaimed Past Forté, amazed at his own future past self's remarkable space-train of thought.

"Off you go, then! We will meet a Jade's home at dawn! I will be sure to save you some SPACE WAFFLES!"

"That, I can believe! These guards won't even give me the time of day, let alone why I'm stuck here! And now they're throwing ya into jail without any reason!"
The guard on duty overheard Garrett's laughter and made his way to the cell.
"Minstrel, if you must know, you were arrested for the murder of two city guards, and severely injuring about a dozen more. We have gone easy on your punishment because it seems you were drunk beyond reason."
"Well, shit.."
"Furthermore, if you insist on fraternizing with the other prisoners, we urge you to do it in a more hushed tone. You are disturbing the rest of the inmates." With that, the guard left.
"What a prick, eh, Martin?"

Hel tweaks her head to the side "I'll cross that bridge when I come to it. All I know at the moment is that you are a manipulative little man in PANK who walked away from a blazing inferno under some curious circumstances." Hel gingerly picks up the half eaten sandwich and offers it to the man. "You are coming with me."

[consider Jade and Galiena asleep until the morning, whenever Sol announces that.]