09-01-2017, 09:35 PM
(09-01-2017, 09:30 PM)Lord Windos Wrote: The moment you laid a hand on his shoulder, Gregory lets out a loud nasally *Snort*, and his eyes slowly fluttered open, blurry with sleep and from his medication. He leaned up from his sloach on his comfy chair, rubbed the sleep out of his eyes as best he could, before finally looking around and spotting the source of who disturbed his restful sleep. "Heeeey, maaan, whyyyy diiid yoouu waaakeee meee uuuuuup? Huuuh? Whyyyy doooo I feeeel weeet? *Looks down upon himself, and discovers he's soaking* .....Daaaang iiiit, muuuuust haaaaveeee beeeen sleeeep waaaalkiiiing aaaaand shoooowiing aaagaaain. Thoooseeee piiills yoouuu guuuuys prooooviiiide aaaareee triiippy strooong! Sooorryyy aboouut thiiiss meeesss, duuuuudeeee."
'Wow...that was surprisingly...easy...'
Reiner's pretty quick to slip into question mode, though.
"Apology accepted, and a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Wasson. I'm here on the behalf of the police department to ask you a few questions regarding the recent theft incident you reported. So, for confirmation, you don't remember anything of what exactly happened?"
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