Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20141106144243/@comment-3293219-20141107113151

(Erm... I've not scrapped Ihlenda, if that's what you're worried about, she Nadira and Horace are heading back to the fort.

Only Hamilton's suit belongs in the wardrobe. :P)

Sebastian sat in his cell, alone, sighing heavily as he hung his head. He heard the clattering of cell doors being closed and the jangling of keys, foot steps, the occasional yell from the other inmates, most of them were drunk last night and were taken to the dungeon to cool off, they'd wake up and start blustering, swearing and threatening, until one of the guards came along and let them go.

This Breton wasn't so lucky, he had to wait for his parents to collect him, to pay off his fine. He knew that he was in for it this time, he was pretty much on his last straw and it didn't help that it had been less than a week ago, since the Breton was locked in this unpleasant, dank, dark cell on his own.

He didn't even mind but it wasn't even him this time, it was that Gauthier pillock from last week, the one who was getting a little too over familiar with one of the waitresses and then got a little rough. This week, he brought his friends back, hoping to teach Sebastian a lesson and return his kind gesture of smashing his face into the bar and chipping two of his teeth. Sebastian didn't want any trouble, he did his best to defuse the situation but there's no reasoning with some people.

The next thing he knew, a fight broke out and the guard were called. They didn't so much start arresting people as they did dog pile them and just hope that whoever they were pinning down was involved in some way or another, most of the people they tackled were innocent bystanders but, alas, Sebastian was put in the dungeon once again...

It was then that he heard the scuffing and chapping of boots, approaching his cell door, he looked up to see a guard with two older Bretons stood by his side.

Mother and Father were right on schedule...

The Guard drew his keys from his pocket and unlocked the door, he began to unlock it, the keys jangled as he slotted it into the lock and turned it, making it click as the door slowly opened with a screech.

"Rochefort? Your parents are here..."

Sebastian sighed and stood up as he slowly shuffled over to the door and looked his mother and father in the face. He could tell, just by their expression that this was the last straw, he honestly wished that he could spend another night in his cell as it was nowhere near as bad as what was waiting for him at home.

Or the streets...

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Sebastian slowly awoke, his breathing was quite drawn out, due to the beating that he had received, his chest and stomach ached, making it only possible to do light, short breaths or heavy wheezing.

The Regulator slowly rolled his head over, to face the robed man, he glared at him for a moment, finding himself too weak to greet him and introduce himself as he would normally do.