[Day 3] Perverts Wing - Men's Showers
Reality was beginning to dawn in a very harsh light on Tamahome on his walk to the showers. In fact, he would have compared it to the sort of harsh, glaring light that a large, atomic bomb would have generated, had the teenager known what an atomic bomb was. Something seemed very, very wrong here.
Besides the obvious fact that he shouldn't have been there at all. Which, he decided, he should try to explain to the guards. This decision was sparked by being shoved towards the entrance of the showers to see a number of grimy, sullen men taking their clothes off. A number of them looked bloodied or bruised somewhere or another, and even more of them kept looking over at him with a half-starved gleam in their eyes and an elbow-nudge to the man next to them. He'd seen that sort about before, in the alleyways of the worst slums in the cities, and he'd always done his level best to avoid them. He'd like to keep doing so, if he could. Sure, he could take them in a fight, but he would never trust them to fight fair. The thought of being naked among them - the less he considered it a possibility, the better.
The Chinese teen turned around to face his guards, lifting his hands in what he hoped was a nonthreatening manner and pulling on his most charming salesman smile. "Look guys, I think there's been a mistake. Now, I'm sure it's not your fault, but I'd really appreciate it if we could work something out here. Those guys in there, well, they're not the sort you'd want a kid like me getting acquainted with, right?" He gave a reassuring nod. Making it sound like it was the other person's idea in the first place was a vital part of making the sale. "You're right. We can find a better place than this one."
[Free, NPC guard (and/or prisoner?) request]
Besides the obvious fact that he shouldn't have been there at all. Which, he decided, he should try to explain to the guards. This decision was sparked by being shoved towards the entrance of the showers to see a number of grimy, sullen men taking their clothes off. A number of them looked bloodied or bruised somewhere or another, and even more of them kept looking over at him with a half-starved gleam in their eyes and an elbow-nudge to the man next to them. He'd seen that sort about before, in the alleyways of the worst slums in the cities, and he'd always done his level best to avoid them. He'd like to keep doing so, if he could. Sure, he could take them in a fight, but he would never trust them to fight fair. The thought of being naked among them - the less he considered it a possibility, the better.
The Chinese teen turned around to face his guards, lifting his hands in what he hoped was a nonthreatening manner and pulling on his most charming salesman smile. "Look guys, I think there's been a mistake. Now, I'm sure it's not your fault, but I'd really appreciate it if we could work something out here. Those guys in there, well, they're not the sort you'd want a kid like me getting acquainted with, right?" He gave a reassuring nod. Making it sound like it was the other person's idea in the first place was a vital part of making the sale. "You're right. We can find a better place than this one."
[Free, NPC guard (and/or prisoner?) request]