This is not a scenario that has happened. This is what would have happened
if they were caught someday. This is in the form of a guard interview. Locke
and Jules are in two different rooms, being asked the same questions.
GUARD: Lockwren / Julian LaChance, you are here
because you are under arrest for thievery and forgery. Anything you say can and
will be used against you in a potential court. We will be asking you questions,
please answer truthfully
LOCKWREN: Go ahead, ask what you need, you already
got me, you know I’m of questionable morals.
GUARD: What was your goal, when you used loaded dice
to beat the governor?
LOCKWREN: I just needed information. There’s
somewhere I need to go, he had the information, he agreed to tell me if I won
the game. I won, and he called for my arrest. Hardly seems fair.
GUARD: And loaded dice are ‘fair’?
LOCKWREN: Life has never been fair to me, I’m paying
back. And you caught me changing appearance, are you really worried about my
f*****g dice?
GUARD: *sigh*
JULIAN: You know, there’s a certain fun that comes
from stealing from rich people. They never expect it and when they’re robbed,
the whole world goes bezerk.
GUARD: So you’re admitting to stealing?
JULAIN: Look, man, I’m
just saying driving rich people crazy is fun. Have you ever eaten messy food
with gloves on, not caring that it gets everywhere, in front of a fancy crowd?
They look at you like you’re a heathen. “Look at this guy, he has no manners,
must be a street rat!” Little do they know I’ve probably been to more fancy
balls than they ever will go to.
GUARD: so you’re
high-society scum?
JULIAN: Ha, that would be something, wouldn’t it?
Look at me, I can sneak into everywhere. ‘Inconspicuous’ may as well be my
middle name.
GUARD: Tell me, is
Lockwren your accomplice? How did you meet?
JULIAN: Ugh I should have
known that this was gonna turn towards her. Fine. We’re... something, it’s all casual, but we have each other’s trust. That's what matters. We met
when I tried to shoot her for scaring my target away.
LOCKWREN: *silent for a
good 10 minutes* you son of a b***h *more silence*
LOCKWREN: Julian and I are… It’s complicated. He’s my
one friend. We have each other’s back. We work together and live together and
create our plots together. He is trying to get me the information I need and in
exchange I distract his thieving targets. We met when we were, in fact,
targeting the same man. The tax collector noticed my dice were loaded and
started running after me. I ran into an alleyway and saw a man there in… well,
what you are wearing. By the time I had my pistol out, he had one as well,
aiming for my head. We were at a draw. He smiled and took off his costume,
expressing his gratitude about finally being free. This was about a year ago.
But I don’t see how this is any of your business.
GUARD: It’s all for the records. Every bit of
information helps. So you work together. You distract patrons with a game of
dice, or cards, or some of your appearance changing charm-
LOCKWREN: Charm? That’s my last resort. This is the
look I choose. One has tried to abuse me because of my ‘charm’, so no. I stick
with the dice and cards. Mention that one more time and –
GUARD: You’re chained to
the table. But I’ll respect your request. You use your dice and cards to
distract patrons while Julian steals. Tell me, what was your most important
heist?
JULIAN: If by ‘most important’ you mean my favorite,
it’s probably the king’s ball. We both dressed up real nice, she turned into a
splitting image of some fancy dutchess, and boom, we were in. We stole what we
needed, danced all night, and were finally respected. Its amazing how oblivious
people are.
GUARD: You mean- you mean you were the ones to-
JULIAN: That party last week gave us all the
information Locke needed and enough gold for me to finally buy an apartment for
us. And you already got us, but trust us. We’ll always find our way out.
GUARD: Wait, how did you get out of your shackles?!
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