[The fact that it's got a big, fanged grin painted across the front of it probably doesn't hurt the cool factor. Jail, in many ways, has the aesthetic sense of a little kid at heart.]
[The name Subcon rings a bell, faintly, though it takes a moment for her to place it- it was on one of those mission reports pretty recently, wasn't it? Some haunted forest in... Germany, that was it. The one Avery lived in, she remembered that now. He'd been complaining in the staff room about people digging through his stuff.]
Huh, no kidding? I know a guy from there.
[It's weird- from the impression she was getting, Avery sounded like the only person who lived there these days, or at least the only one who could still count as "living". ...this kid's floof looks weirdly familiar. It's the wrong color, but... nahhhh, couldn't be.]
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[The name Subcon rings a bell, faintly, though it takes a moment for her to place it- it was on one of those mission reports pretty recently, wasn't it? Some haunted forest in... Germany, that was it. The one Avery lived in, she remembered that now. He'd been complaining in the staff room about people digging through his stuff.]
Huh, no kidding? I know a guy from there.
[It's weird- from the impression she was getting, Avery sounded like the only person who lived there these days, or at least the only one who could still count as "living". ...this kid's floof looks weirdly familiar. It's the wrong color, but... nahhhh, couldn't be.]
[Right?]