Lorainna quickly recovered after her complete failure to disguise her surprise at seeing Jonah's son in her living room. She composed herself.
"Well you certainly don't have Jonah's looks," she said matter-of-factly. Harrison noted that she had been the first to mention his father's name. This mean she either had incredible eye-sight (and had read his name on the floor), or had recognized his Harrison's surname. He was pretty sure it was the latter, which meant, she did indeed know Jonah.
Lorainna yelled down the corridor, "Mia!" startling both the boys. She then turned back to them, "what's the folder all about? And, who are you again?" she asked Michael.
"The folder is a copy of Jonah's extensive CAP-sheet (OOC: again, CAP is nickname for CAPital city guard). It in turn led us to you. We would like some information," Michael returned coolly.
"Mia!" Lorainna yelled again.
Harrison figured it must be the woman's daughter who had poked her head out the door. He also sympathized with the girl's lack of response in heeding the summons. This woman may be pretty, but she gave him the creeps.
Lorainna didn't get an answer, so she pounded her high-heeled boot on the floor where she stood; knocking on the floor three times.
"Two gold coin for what kind of information?" Lorainna asked, she didn't try to hide her suspicion of the two visitors.
"Where is Jonah Arbuckle for starters?" Michael asked.
"He was transferred to SouthHaven a week ago. Running a shrine of his very own I am told," she replied.
"So he received a demotion then?"
"Apparently," she said curtly.
Harrison heard a muted thump and felt the floor vibrate at the exact moment of the noise.
"Why?" Michael parried.
"You read the file, you tell me?"
"Alright, I will cut to the chase. Jonah handled elicit affairs for the Church here in ShantyTown, you were his liason with the sackers. But he also had many other contacts for other activities; gambling, fighting, drugs, you name it. But he got too close to someone or something and was chased out but for some reason I can't put my finger on. Why wasn't he simply... quieted." Michael's speech seemed a bit reckless to Harrison, as if the teenage boy was revealing far too much.
Harrison then felt the same thump in the floor.
"Who are you again? How do you come by all this information?" Lorainna asked with a bit of anger.
"Who I am is of no concern. Who knows I am here and what will happen should anything occur to me or my little friend here is, however, your concern." Michael replied. " You are very involved with Jonah according to that CAP copy," he added.
Out of Harrison's view, he heard the door down the hall open. A tall but think and mousy girl with long brown hair stepped into the opening. She was covered in blotches of soot on her clothes, face, and hands. She looked sweaty, as if she had been working in a blacksmith shop for the past 8 hours.
"Yes Mommy?" she asked quietly.
"Go get my sticks (SafeHaven version of cigarettes) upstairs in my room," Lorainna told her. There was little kindness in the tone of the request.
"Yes Mommy."
The girl passed the heavy set woman who was mumbling over a hot stove and went upstairs.
(OOC: Another break in the narrative for any input you would like to give. If I have said anything above for Harrison that you don't like, please edit as you wish.)
"Well you certainly don't have Jonah's looks," she said matter-of-factly. Harrison noted that she had been the first to mention his father's name. This mean she either had incredible eye-sight (and had read his name on the floor), or had recognized his Harrison's surname. He was pretty sure it was the latter, which meant, she did indeed know Jonah.
Lorainna yelled down the corridor, "Mia!" startling both the boys. She then turned back to them, "what's the folder all about? And, who are you again?" she asked Michael.
"The folder is a copy of Jonah's extensive CAP-sheet (OOC: again, CAP is nickname for CAPital city guard). It in turn led us to you. We would like some information," Michael returned coolly.
"Mia!" Lorainna yelled again.
Harrison figured it must be the woman's daughter who had poked her head out the door. He also sympathized with the girl's lack of response in heeding the summons. This woman may be pretty, but she gave him the creeps.
Lorainna didn't get an answer, so she pounded her high-heeled boot on the floor where she stood; knocking on the floor three times.
"Two gold coin for what kind of information?" Lorainna asked, she didn't try to hide her suspicion of the two visitors.
"Where is Jonah Arbuckle for starters?" Michael asked.
"He was transferred to SouthHaven a week ago. Running a shrine of his very own I am told," she replied.
"So he received a demotion then?"
"Apparently," she said curtly.
Harrison heard a muted thump and felt the floor vibrate at the exact moment of the noise.
"Why?" Michael parried.
"You read the file, you tell me?"
"Alright, I will cut to the chase. Jonah handled elicit affairs for the Church here in ShantyTown, you were his liason with the sackers. But he also had many other contacts for other activities; gambling, fighting, drugs, you name it. But he got too close to someone or something and was chased out but for some reason I can't put my finger on. Why wasn't he simply... quieted." Michael's speech seemed a bit reckless to Harrison, as if the teenage boy was revealing far too much.
Harrison then felt the same thump in the floor.
"Who are you again? How do you come by all this information?" Lorainna asked with a bit of anger.
"Who I am is of no concern. Who knows I am here and what will happen should anything occur to me or my little friend here is, however, your concern." Michael replied. " You are very involved with Jonah according to that CAP copy," he added.
Out of Harrison's view, he heard the door down the hall open. A tall but think and mousy girl with long brown hair stepped into the opening. She was covered in blotches of soot on her clothes, face, and hands. She looked sweaty, as if she had been working in a blacksmith shop for the past 8 hours.
"Yes Mommy?" she asked quietly.
"Go get my sticks (SafeHaven version of cigarettes) upstairs in my room," Lorainna told her. There was little kindness in the tone of the request.
"Yes Mommy."
The girl passed the heavy set woman who was mumbling over a hot stove and went upstairs.
(OOC: Another break in the narrative for any input you would like to give. If I have said anything above for Harrison that you don't like, please edit as you wish.)