Jan 22nd

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Word of the day: understanding

"You threatened her with her life?" I exclaimed.

"Yes, it worked rather well even if I do say so myself."

"You are overly sick."

"I know, good isn't it."

"No"

"Pardon?"

"I said no"

"Never. Say. No. To. Me. Do we have an understanding?"

"What if I were to say no?"

"Then we would have a problem"

"Oh, what a shame."

"Get in the cell Poymol."

"Sure thing Smith."

I walked into the cell and got the top bunk. There was a set of bunk beds and a single bed. At least if I was above them two I could get away for a while.

"Oh no Poymol, you get the single bed." He said with a smirk, it was as if he read my mind.

"What if I don't want to?"

"Have you forgotten you're in my custody, as are you're pathetic friends - and they aren't half as useful as you are."

Sigh.

"Single bed it is then."

"Damien shall be joining you soon. Kris could be a while though - he hasn't had the pleasure of living in my custody before has he?"

"No."

"Why is that?"

"What does it matter?"

"It may matter a great deal. Especially if you're keeping something from me Miss Poymol."

"What would I keep from you?"

"Answer me this Poymol, does kris have any special skills?"

"Perhaps"

"What?!"

"He may have, he ain't told me about it though." --- lie.

He so totally does.

"Fabulous. Do you think he has one?"

"Haven't a clue."

"Goodbye Miss Poymol"

"Goodbye Mr Smith

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