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« on: December 09, 2011, 08:11:24 AM »
(OOG: Okay, to speed things along, I am going to write the scene below and speak for Harrison. If you want to edit any of Harrison’s thoughts or words, please do. If you think your edits may change Michael’s responses, please email me and we can instead flesh it out in that medium. Otherwise, feel free to post a reply underneath.
Also, if you think this thread is getting long-winded, we can restart a new thread upon reaching Michael’s intended destination: “2127.07.25 – A Boy with a Key”.
Note; Harrison has about a hand-and-a-half (1.5 hours) left before curfew at the orphanage.)
“You are quite correct my young friend, indeed it does.”
All of the stories Harrison had heard about ShantyTown’s night-life were true. Despite this foreknowledge however, he still felt displaced in some kind of nightmarish other world. Here it seemed that none of the rules in the rest of the Kingdom applied. It was a hot night, and no one seemed to be content to sweat out their depravity in the crowded and dilapidated buildings. Instead, men and women drank in the streets, played games of dice and cards, and even caressed each other out in the open public.
Michael and Harrison tried to keep their heads down as they walked the only safe way out of the district, the main road. Despite this, they still got cat-called by sackers and soldiers alike, picking on them for being in the district of sin.
Both breathed a sigh of relief as they egressed into the neighboring residential district. The transition between the two districts was distinct in its purpose. Once they reached the other side of a guarded wall they were once again in the kingdom of strict rules. Twisted as much as those rules were, Harrison was relieved to be there. For it was quiet, and “normal”.
“So the conversation back there went in circles,” Michael said, breaking the silence as they continued to walk. “And while I think the gold key is definitely a good start, I am a bit intimidated by the complex intrigue around it.”
Harrison simply gave a slight nod, knowing the older boy had more to say.
“On the one hand, Lorainna said the clergy forgave Jonah his double-agent activities because of Angelus. On the other hand, Angelus isn’t supposed to be known by the clergy,” Michael said with a confused frown. But then he looked at Harrison with a smile. “And on the third hand, Jonah instructed Lorainna to give his clergy successor the key.”
Harrison looked up, “and on the fourth hand Lorainna sold the key to us!”
Michael laughed. “That’s a lot of hands!”
They continued to walk and at a t-intersection in the district Michael pointed them in a direction that lead away from the direction back to the orphanage and towards the Theater district.
“It doesn’t make any sense,” Michael continued, “so before we see another candidate from the folder tomorrow, let’s take this key to an expert who can tell us a little more about it. That okay by you?”
Michael continued to smile at Harrison, he had a very awkward an odd sort of look, but the teenager seemed to always have that smile. Michael also seemed to be thoroughly enjoying helping him out.