PC CATCHALL WITH NERO

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I have some liquor I procured earlier. Let us find a place to sit.

[GET! DRUNK! TIME]

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[He'll head whichever direction Sholmes starts going.]

Where'd you find it?

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Around! I've been breaking into houses and the like. You can always find good things to....well, borrow.

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[snorts]

Really gonna put that back when you're done with it?

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No! Not at all. Finder's keepers!

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[I mean.

Same.

There's a slight smirk.]

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[Tilting his head with a smile of his own.]

I suppose I'm not the only one well-versed in the art of larceny.

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[His profile is a mess.]

Comes in handy.

[greatdeduction]

It indeed does.

[Hmm.]

What's the best thing you've stolen, my dear fellow?

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That's probably... the Good Luck Ring.

YELLING AT THE GAG TAG

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That sounds like quite the artifact. And what may that be?

IF ONLY

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You can kinda think of it as a savin' grace for social outcasts. The magic on it protects the wearer no matter when or where. It won't let its owner die.

[Here Nero is, once again repeating his words.]

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That's...quite a ring. Goodness. So it's rather like...packaged invincibility?

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Won't do anythin' for somebody walkin' on the straight and narrow. It's... invincibility only for people on a particular life path.

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For......thieves?

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Sure. Somethin' like that.

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...

[He laughs, good-naturedly.]

For someone who loves their isolation, Mr. Turner...you really do have a mischievous side to you, don't you?

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Maybe.

[Yeah, he sure does.]

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[He winks.]

I'll see more of that part of you, yet.

[And entering the building! He's moving towards an armoire, where he pulls open a drawer to get out a bottle of liquor.]

Just where I left it. Shall we find some glasses?

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You might.

[He'll start poking around the cabinets.]

Not wine glasses, but they'll do.

[They look like water glasses, but that's fine.]

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Oh! There we go. Very good.

[And pulling up a chair to sit at a nearby table, setting the bottle down before working to open it.]

How much would you like? The whole glass? Ahaha.

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I'll take a half.

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Half it is.

[He'll pour half for himself to. Now holding it up.]

To... [Partners. No. A bit tasteless.] To moving forward.

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[...

Ha...

He holds up his glass.]

I'll drink t' that.

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Then let it be so. Cheers.

[Clink clink! And a sip - and a bit of a face.]

Ah. Well. It's better than nothing.