Entry tags:
OPEN | Going Around Like A Revolver
Who: Turo & More
Status: Open
Where: Short stop in an Eltrut jail, ultimately Elah's Prison. | B r e a k - o u t s
What: Growing Tension; what happens after being arrested.
Warnings: TBA
Whether it be for the short moment that Turo was in the Eltrut jailhouse, sitting in one of the cells and only able to listen, waiting for the Paladins that had taken him in to arrange for a guarded passage to Elah. Apparently they hadn't really thought they would find him as quickly as they had- as if he would have run. Should have been expecting them.
Already there was so much suspicious there, already knowing they had the wrong person, but-
There was some sort of shackle around his neck, engraving on the inside of it -he had felt them- likely nullifying the magic the tattoos gave him.
Which was upgraded one he was put into the larger cell he was shoved into once on Elah, led into that prison much the same way as he had been captured; not allowed to walk on his own and someone suspecting he had to be stronger than he looked with how heavy he was.
Still, even there he simply sat and tried to piece together what he had managed to overhear. Overconfidence made certain types of people talk far more than they realized after all.
"... This is a mess." Something he had said to himself more than once already.
Status: Open
Where: Short stop in an Eltrut jail, ultimately Elah's Prison. | B r e a k - o u t s
What: Growing Tension; what happens after being arrested.
Warnings: TBA
Whether it be for the short moment that Turo was in the Eltrut jailhouse, sitting in one of the cells and only able to listen, waiting for the Paladins that had taken him in to arrange for a guarded passage to Elah. Apparently they hadn't really thought they would find him as quickly as they had- as if he would have run. Should have been expecting them.
Already there was so much suspicious there, already knowing they had the wrong person, but-
There was some sort of shackle around his neck, engraving on the inside of it -he had felt them- likely nullifying the magic the tattoos gave him.
Which was upgraded one he was put into the larger cell he was shoved into once on Elah, led into that prison much the same way as he had been captured; not allowed to walk on his own and someone suspecting he had to be stronger than he looked with how heavy he was.
Still, even there he simply sat and tried to piece together what he had managed to overhear. Overconfidence made certain types of people talk far more than they realized after all.
"... This is a mess." Something he had said to himself more than once already.
Elah visit
Emet-Selch waits until the guard walks out of earshot before gripping the bars and pressing himself against them.
"What in the seven hells is going on?" he hisses. "What did you do to offend them?"
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A much nicer and likely meant to be heavier metal collar around his neck with some runes engraved along the inside of it, dulled points pressed against skin. Shackles around ankles that were fixed to one of the walls- and a pair on his wrists. He could at least stand and move near the bars without making noise; fingers curled around the chains at his wrists.
"They are accusing me of crystalizing those people, on top of trafficking rare animals."
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"Are they daft? You aren't some errant magician. Although I can understand why they would think that about the animals."
The Pokemon the professor keeps do stand out.
"Do you need me to argue your case for you?"
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"That is part of it; I can understand the reasoning, more so if someone is attempting to use what is true to add some backing to these accusations." But could fall very short if some effort was made to look into it.
There was a slow breath; he ad been using some of his time to think-
"If it is needed. Right now I do not think they will listen, given the amount of pressure being leveled onto these cases. There is also good reason to believe someone here is trying to use me as their... scape goat- is that the correct phrase?"
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Emet-Selch had been fending off the occasional attacks as well but up until now he had assumed it was because of his efforts to thwart hunting of rare creatures. Is it part of a larger trend, or...?
"I believe Dojima went after you but I see he failed to get you out. Where is he now?"
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So this was definitely something more on Elah and their council than any of the actual armada. Still, Turo couldn't help but wonder just how closely he was being watched, or if this had just been convenience for whomever was framing him.
"He likely missed me on Eltrut due to needing to make sure things at Cosmo can continue to run smoothly- Nanaki has been taken as well, some time after I was. Now? I can only imagine he is planning something."
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Well, the paladins have never really been a unified front of lawfulness anyway. Emet-Selch doesn't spend much time here on Elah but he's very good at keeping quiet and listening to others talk.
He glances in the direction of where the guards are and lowers his voice. "Tempting as it would be to rescue you now, I suspect that would only paint a target on my own back and ruin another man's plans. I have noticed that I'm being followed and ambushed more frequently of late. Mayhap 'tis connected."
Looking back towards Turo, he adds, "I'll set a ward around the conservatory after I leave. Your creatures will be safe."
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Working together in... something terrible, as it was clear enough the whaling tied into things with young whales appearing at the Auction house. Nasty business, really.
A small nod, letting out a breath- "It may very well be, as those involved in that auction house raid -and a few other connected issues- tie together. Means those involved have more than enough to pay, and some desperate enough to keep secrets no wanting any sort of threat left." He was convenient, dabbling in the crystal cure and taking care of rescued animals.
"I deeply appreciate it- those animals were rescued once already, and a few only just rid of the crystals growing on them."
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There are far more valuable things in life, he thinks, than base gold or silver. Which is not to say he believes jewellery is inherently worthless, oh no. But its worth is in craftsmanship alone in his eyes.
"I meddled with the smuggling operations as well. I suppose I should expect a visit of my own soon." He smirks. "But at least I'll be prepared."
Oh, how wrong he will be.
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It was difficult to miss he was using Turo's arrest as some sort of ego booster; he wondered if there was something more to it as he had tried listening as well as he could, but at a certain distance and enough shut doors even Turo couldn't hear everything.
"Better to, given this all seems to have stirred up quite a bit of action and movement as if the Auction House bustings finally caused the first domino to fall." Some were very clearly trying to save their own so they could continue what was going on to some degree. Turo's head tipped- "You are free to take any of the shielding or distraction items from my area of the workshop aboard the Phantom Moon, if you feel a want."
Be safe.
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He does have the gunblade Darin made for him. He practises with it in private to keep himself limber. It's unlikely most people realise he CAN use something other than magic - but that's how he wants it to be.
There are key rattling noises outside the door. Their time seems to be almost up. "Anything else you'd like me to take care of?"
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It also meant he knew they were not acting alone, those outside of the Paladins working and taking up deals as well. This sounded more like corruption than anything to do with the difference of the two; both could get their hands on wealth, after all.
Turo did pause in thought- "Add some extra security to the ocean biome within Cosmo Conservatory- we have a couple of young whales there rescued from one of the Auction houses. The crystal growths from them are within my office, locked within the bottom right cabinet; I was going to study and see if they were of the same strain from the incident so many people were rescued from."
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Darin has already asked him to hide some things from his forge so what are a few more items?
The door swings open and the guard from earlier loudly announces that his visiting time is up. Emet-Selch schools his face and pulls back from the bars of Turo's cell, allowing the guard to escort him out.
He doesn't look back. He's not the sort to. There's something deeper going on behind the scenes and he will play along with the farce until he learns more.
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He glanced up, quieting for a moment when he heard the approach; just in time as he leaned away from the bars, letting his hands drop so it at the very least merely looked like some face to face talking had happened.
Best to sit back down, with at least some touch of relief in place; he had faith.