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[tokyokingmade]

Letters, messenger birds, one-to-one telepathy, sticky notes, mysterious bags left on doorsteps? Hit him up. Feel free to start threads even if we haven't talked about it.

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[tokyokingmade]

[He's checking for a friend, isn't he.]

Before you go, lemme throw you a hypothetical solution to your hypothetical problem. The Enforcers do have this voluntary surrender provision set up, where people can turn in anything they showed up with and not get in trouble for it. Keeps that shit from falling into criminal hands and all that.

If you really needed to hang onto these things for whatever reason, the laws only cover the city proper and a buffer zone around the suburbs. As long as you're not throwing them at anyone, nobody cares what you're keeping out in your countryside cabin.

[responsible cop]

[lalliho]

[no what shut up]

Mrrrrh...

[They couldn't just leave the explosives out there unattended, Emil would pout. But...he kind of likes their weird, mysterious landlady...]

Okay. [Still not great. And now...] Other weapons, too?

[this small child is Armed]

[tokyokingmade]

[Good god.]

No restrictions on most guns or blades, just on picking fights with 'em. All the prohibited weapons look like they're around cannon levels of firepower.

[lalliho]

[Alright, well. There's a bit more slack on that emotional tie now with that relief. Phew, he gets to keep his things.

...like, he would have kept them anyway, but he's allowed to. Excellent.]

Okay. I don't have a cannon. And I'm good at what I do, I shouldn't have to use them.

[...maybe the knife. But not for fighting people, so.]

[tokyokingmade]

Mind if I ask what you do? Since I'm probably responsible for anything that happens now...

[lalliho]

I'm a night scout.

[That was automatic enough. It'll seem weird to him in a second, though. W...hy...]

Nothing's going to happen. Why would you be responsible?

[tokyokingmade]

We're talking hypotheticals, right? [thaaat's all he's going to say about that.

Night scout, though, huh. Scout with a gun.]

Guess you don't see too much of that kind of work around here. The island's pretty well mapped, and work's cooled down at that temple... [he mentally mumbles.]

[lalliho]

I don't really know what that means. Yes?

[So...]

Mnnh? I don't know what you're talking about. What?

[tokyokingmade]

Just thinkin' out loud. [Or "out loud".] D'you get settled alright, find something to do about money?

[lalliho]

[This is...a weird development. He was just asking about emotionland jail, right?]

I guess? I collected spiders. Our landlady --

[Hrmn. What does he even say...]

My landlady has a cat. It's annoying. But she's okay, I guess.

[tokyokingmade]

That's good to hear. Staying busy is the best way to stay out of trouble. [bullshit] If I hear about any scout jobs, I can point 'em your way. Get you something a little more glamorous to do than...collecting spiders.

[lalliho]

Okay.

[?????? THIS GUY IS WEIRD.]

Thanks?

[Do strangers usually try to hook people up with jobs before they know them? Know their skills?]

...I won't blow anything up if you don't. Just so you know.

[tokyokingmade]

I hear ya. See you around, li'l guy.