010 [Text]-backdated to the night of Fanny's departure (Dec 2 I think) because Saffron-mun is slow.

[call_me_saffron]

I suppose I should be glad-now that my warden's gone, I haven't got anybody breathing down my neck any more, waiting for me to slip up. I'm a free soul, right

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private

[deepdowndark]

Well, if nobody'll let you in the bar, I have a quantity of beer which I earnt.

But that's not really stiff. I could have words with Narvin, though.

Re: private— a mission!

[deepdowndark]

The con artist I can trust.

You do realise that I hold people to what they have written, and if you break that promise, there will be severe consequences? It breaks the Laws.

Agree to that, and I will tell you.

private

[call_me_saffron]

You're one of very few people I would never think of betraying. Maybe it's not worth much, but you have my word.

Re: private

[deepdowndark]

You word is worth as much as I make it.

Me and my warden... aren't exactly playing the game, as it were. We have an agreement, of sorts.

Re: private

[call_me_saffron]

Oh? Colour me intrigued.

Re: private

[deepdowndark]

He's not interested in reforming me, I'm not interested in being reformed.

He's just a go-to man, and I just make it look like he's doing his job. Simple as that.

Re: private

[call_me_saffron]

My my. Some people get all the luck. So you're all set then? Fast-track to graduation, huh?

Re: private

[deepdowndark]

No, because I don't think he actually has the final say.

More the fast-track to sitting around here a lot. But it's better than being dead.