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<blockquote data-quote="Aristoi" data-source="post: 2687622" data-attributes="member: 32975"><p>S’lann awoke, head aching and brain fuzzy, smelling things he’d prefer not to. His mouth tasted of vomit and his head felt stuffed full of cotton and he ached madly. Fortunately he had held his shape while he’d been knocked out, thanking his demonic heritage for that little blessing. </p><p></p><p>He was chained, that much he was sure of, and in the darkness of the hold of a barge of some kind shackled to a long line of other slaves. They were a dejected lot, starved, filthy and hopeless and he was in here with them. He looked up and there was a grate above, to small to wriggle through, a short star led up out of the hold at the far end but was sealed from above with another grating. </p><p></p><p>And it was full dark. He must’ve been out what, one, two days?</p><p></p><p>“Psst,” came a voice from above. Looking up he saw the grinning face of Squirrel looking through the grating, suspicion and anger stabbed through him. “Seran- you want out?” </p><p></p><p>“Don’t tease me kid!” he whispered back fiercely. “’Happy with yourself?” </p><p></p><p>“Whaddya mean?” Squirrel asked, momentarily confused. His face shifted as it dawned on him what S’lann was talking about. “You think *I* set you up? What kinda guy d’you think I am? We had a deal and I stick by my deals. It’s bad for business when your clients end up as slaves!” He looked away and paused, tense. He turned back warily, continuing quieter, “And Maiven has proven herself bad for my business. That’s not gonna go over well with the rest of us.” He gestured impatiently, “So, d’you want out of there or not?” </p><p></p><p>“Of course I do,” S’lann replied irritably, though pleased that Squirrel hadn’t sold him out. “Can you handle the grates?</p><p></p><p>“Sure but how’re you gonna get out of the….” And he paused, watching as S’lann’s body shifted and got smaller, briefly becoming the size of a Halfling so he could slip his bonds. “You’re a shapeshifter? Why dint you do that already?” </p><p></p><p>S’lann sighed heavily and rolled his eyes, returning to his normal shape. “I can’t fit through that grate though.” </p><p></p><p>“I can take care of that,” Squirrel muttered, looking a little irritated and disappeared. </p><p></p><p>Seconds ticked by and he heard nothing and then suddenly, there was a thud on the deck above, over near the hatch and the stairs. A few moments later, sounds that suggested something metal was being moved against the grating could be heard and then the grate was slowly pulled to the side. Squirrel poked his head down into the hold, upside down and checked it out before swinging down to his feet. He could just stand in the space without being bent over. Silently he crept forward to S’lann’s position. </p><p></p><p>“Okay, ready?” he asked.</p><p></p><p>“What about them?” S’lann asked, motioning to the other slaves caught in the hold with him. </p><p></p><p>“’Not my customer,” came the callous reply, “not my problem.” </p><p></p><p>“Huh,” S’lann breathed, not liking the answer but not in a position to do much about it.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Aristoi, post: 2687622, member: 32975"] S’lann awoke, head aching and brain fuzzy, smelling things he’d prefer not to. His mouth tasted of vomit and his head felt stuffed full of cotton and he ached madly. Fortunately he had held his shape while he’d been knocked out, thanking his demonic heritage for that little blessing. He was chained, that much he was sure of, and in the darkness of the hold of a barge of some kind shackled to a long line of other slaves. They were a dejected lot, starved, filthy and hopeless and he was in here with them. He looked up and there was a grate above, to small to wriggle through, a short star led up out of the hold at the far end but was sealed from above with another grating. And it was full dark. He must’ve been out what, one, two days? “Psst,” came a voice from above. Looking up he saw the grinning face of Squirrel looking through the grating, suspicion and anger stabbed through him. “Seran- you want out?” “Don’t tease me kid!” he whispered back fiercely. “’Happy with yourself?” “Whaddya mean?” Squirrel asked, momentarily confused. His face shifted as it dawned on him what S’lann was talking about. “You think *I* set you up? What kinda guy d’you think I am? We had a deal and I stick by my deals. It’s bad for business when your clients end up as slaves!” He looked away and paused, tense. He turned back warily, continuing quieter, “And Maiven has proven herself bad for my business. That’s not gonna go over well with the rest of us.” He gestured impatiently, “So, d’you want out of there or not?” “Of course I do,” S’lann replied irritably, though pleased that Squirrel hadn’t sold him out. “Can you handle the grates? “Sure but how’re you gonna get out of the….” And he paused, watching as S’lann’s body shifted and got smaller, briefly becoming the size of a Halfling so he could slip his bonds. “You’re a shapeshifter? Why dint you do that already?” S’lann sighed heavily and rolled his eyes, returning to his normal shape. “I can’t fit through that grate though.” “I can take care of that,” Squirrel muttered, looking a little irritated and disappeared. Seconds ticked by and he heard nothing and then suddenly, there was a thud on the deck above, over near the hatch and the stairs. A few moments later, sounds that suggested something metal was being moved against the grating could be heard and then the grate was slowly pulled to the side. Squirrel poked his head down into the hold, upside down and checked it out before swinging down to his feet. He could just stand in the space without being bent over. Silently he crept forward to S’lann’s position. “Okay, ready?” he asked. “What about them?” S’lann asked, motioning to the other slaves caught in the hold with him. “’Not my customer,” came the callous reply, “not my problem.” “Huh,” S’lann breathed, not liking the answer but not in a position to do much about it. [/QUOTE]
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