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[devoutish]

Yeah?

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@makeme; audio; night 189

[coyoteking]

[You're lucky Alfie, you get audio. A privilege Charles has been restricting lately.]

Hey. So that one guy's town census thing reminded me. Back during that whole fucked up murder spree night, I saw your friend Undertaker.

[devoutish]

So did we.

[He grunts.]

Did he tell you where he was heading?

[coyoteking]

Oh.

[Well now this conversation feels slightly pointless, but oh well.]

He didn't. I saw him up in the residential areas. The house that was just a closet, pretty much. Though I guess that doesn't really matter, considering how fast everyone got around town that night.

Anyway: confirmed asshole. I see why you want to get your hands on him. How'd that go, by the way? You get your shit back?

[devoutish]

Mm. No. He didn't have it with him. Other things we took as payment vanished by morning. More evidence to the idea that none of it was real, eh?

[coyoteking]

Yeah, I guess. It'd be nice if it was all a mass hallucination.

What do you mean "other things" you took as payment?

[devoutish]

He took the pills. Refused to give them back. Caused us trouble. We took something additional in return.

[coyoteking]

What kinda trouble did he cause, anyway? Other people have those pills, so it couldn't have been just that.

[devoutish]

These pills in particular were prescribed to me. He took them from the pharmacy, then tried to ransom them back to me. Unacceptable.

[coyoteking]

[Mmm awkward.]

The prescription pills part or... just the ransom?

[devoutish]

Both.

[coyoteking]

So... what, are you gonna go after everyone who has vicodin?

[devoutish]

No, mate; listen to what I'm saying. He took my pills. Yeah? They had my name on them. Other people have their own Vicodin.

[coyoteking]

[He's irritated at the correction, so he makes on of his own. Even if that is also a mistake.]

I am listening, and that's exactly what I'm talking about. Your pills. You gonna go after everybody who has those?

[devoutish]

Who has them, Charles? You? Charlie?

shit i left a typo in that last post

[coyoteking]

... What if it's neither of us?

IT'S COOL I didn't even notice

[devoutish]

Who is it?

[coyoteking]

What are you planning to do when I tell you?

[devoutish]

We'll discuss the matter. I assume they'll be cooperative.

[coyoteking]

That depends on what you'd want. I mean, probably.

[devoutish]

My fucking pills, mate. That they took. This is not an unreasonable thing to want.

[coyoteking]

Well, no but. I mean that shit was just laying around in the pharmacy for starters. Second of all, what about the interest you tried to take from the other guy?

[devoutish]

Do you have it, Charles?

[coyoteking]

Answer my question first.

[As if Alfie doesn't already know.]

[devoutish]

If you bring it to me or put it back in the pharmacy, we won't have any problems.

[coyoteking]

[Alfie is being reasonable, and he knows that. Downright lenient, as far as a crime boss is concerned. But that might change when he finds out some of the pills are missing, and Charles would rather know that sooner than later.]

I'm not anywhere close to the pharmacy, so that's a no-go. And I'm not really in the mood for meetups right now... How do you feel about a few of the pills being unaccounted for?