by Arcaii » Mon Nov 23, 2015 6:09 am
Choices:
1: Hopper
2: Hopper
3: Charlie
4: Hopper
5: Charlie
6: Charlie
Roll says... 6: Charlie.
"My name is Charlie," you say.
A few cats to your right mutter to each other. You give them a sleepily defiant look.
Willpower +1.
"That's incorrect," a dilute torbie ahead of you says. "You are Hopper, Lot Recruit One-Four-Six."
"That's what they've been saying." You yawn. "Honestly, though, I doubt its legitimacy if you have to repeat it so much."
The molly scowls. "Sharp tongues are not encouraged around here, One-Four-Six, unless you intend to lose them."
"Silver," someone says flatly.
She glares at you, but takes a breath. "You were collected from the empty lot near the edge of town, is that correct?"
"I guess so." You yawn again.
"We were informed by Captain Cleopatra of Patrol Twelve that you were ambushed by an enemy platoon," she says, sounding irritated.
You nod.
"Verbally confirm," she says.
You roll your eyes. "Yes, ma'am."
"Did you have company with you?" she says.
Yes, two cats.
Yes, a molly.
Yes, a tom.
No, I was alone.
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Arcaii on Mon Nov 23, 2015 6:44 am, edited 1 time in total.