Ramon's a bit nervous about this visit. Not only because of the conversation with Dworkin, but the 'little visitor' that had been promised in the last letter. Still, he gets to see Random again and that's worth anything.

So, here he his. Late at night, tired but happy with anticipation. He can't keep his mind off the Trump in his pocket.

He'd stayed down in the bar for as long as he could manage. To stay awake any longer would have required the drugs he'd brought with him (the ones sitting on the dresser right now, unopened), but he's been leary of using them in case this all gets resolved quickly and he can go home ( Read more... )

Ramon's waiting around by the stables, smoking a cigarette and trying to keep warm. The animal had arrived an hour ago and he'd stayed with it to make sure it wasn't freaked - which it was, because rides through Shadow tend to do that to a creature ( Read more... )

Ramon's been a little busy, recently. There's been some interest, from a certain party, in the product that made him very rich and very powerful.

So while Random's otherwise occupied, Ramon's in their old room in the bar, taking the chance to cut some more from his pure supply.

He works fast. He's good at this sort of thing.

The sleep had been dreamless. Unfortunately, being awake brought everything back ( Read more... )

He's alone again and doesn't like it. After a month of being in the cell, he's tired of solitude. Random has just slipped out to get something to eat, he knows he wont be long. But still, in the meantime, he sits and tries not to let the walls close in ( Read more... )