[ a man that is dressed rather formally in a bright red military coat and can be seen directing a few soldiers here and there to various posts towards the concrete prison. mumbling to himself over and over again, the words indiscernible, he will fix you with a tired look behind his mask and rebreather and seems prepared to be approached, hand to his chest and giving you a brief bow of his head. ]
did you know that charles is actually capable of etiquette (and not just being like YO WASSUP HOMIE) when he really feels like it? it's very shocking because it's so fuckin rare but he does approach with some degree of formality, pressing his own hand to his chest and giving a bow of his head back.]
[ the thought that charles just charles up with his hat turned backwards saying WASSUP HOMIE to like anyone is killing me. stop that.
the general seems to appreciate this, however, his shoulders are postured straight, but his overall temperament shows he is... at ease for the time being. ]
It's as I said. I'm General Ashes - came in with the military to protect the general premesis of the planet. Not much trouble comes through here, but preventative measures are necessary in places of frequent export.
Since the whole affair began, years ago. We rotate in and out - so I've returned as of several weeks ago to pick up my post again.
Recent exports are primarily from the plant - cryo flash frozen meats, leathers, bone byproducts. Whatever you can get out of the cattle here, that's what's sold.
[at least five seconds have passed since the start of this conversation. charles is already running out of the will to be polite and formal about this and not just ask what he wants. oh no.
still, he nods and writes this down too...]
Everything going fine with the cattle? No issues there?
[ love you charles i'm sorry you picked the polite guy. ]
No issues that I'm aware of. Not really my purview. Exports have been going out quite regularly.
Of course you get problems with raiders now and then, but it's infrequent with the regular military patrols we do. Every now and then the prisoners do get rowdy, though.
Word of mouth 'round the town, I get told the local rag gossip from my soldiers. If I tried to originate the point myself, I'd be working through the night and then long past sun up.
Well, that's the son of the plant owner... kind of a skittish fellow. He's worked long nights in the prison usually to meet demands in the past... kind of keeps to himself.
And she's the daughter of a friend of mine. We were in the same military unit a long time ago, so she's like a niece to me.
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CHOICE 3 — the general
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did you know that charles is actually capable of etiquette (and not just being like YO WASSUP HOMIE) when he really feels like it? it's very shocking because it's so fuckin rare but he does approach with some degree of formality, pressing his own hand to his chest and giving a bow of his head back.]
Hello. A busy day, sir?
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the general seems to appreciate this, however, his shoulders are postured straight, but his overall temperament shows he is... at ease for the time being. ]
Quite. General Ashes, at your service.
How can I assist?
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Just a few questions, on behalf of the Survey Corps. Do you have a moment?
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That time of the season is it? Well then, go on.
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How long have you worked here? What have recent exports been?
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Recent exports are primarily from the plant - cryo flash frozen meats, leathers, bone byproducts. Whatever you can get out of the cattle here, that's what's sold.
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still, he nods and writes this down too...]
Everything going fine with the cattle? No issues there?
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No issues that I'm aware of. Not really my purview. Exports have been going out quite regularly.
Of course you get problems with raiders now and then, but it's infrequent with the regular military patrols we do. Every now and then the prisoners do get rowdy, though.
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Usual prison rowdiness, or is there something in particular they're unhappy about?
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Working night and day in a concrete block's not exactly my idea of a good time. So yeah. Usual.
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It's a tough job, huh, friend? [he has given up on formality already.] Tell me about the raiders, though—however infrequent.
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[ he rubs his ear a little bit with a yawn. ]
You just doing a general survey of the planet or you looking for something in particular, Corpsman?
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HE ASKED SO IF HE DECIDES TO SHOOT CHARLES FOR THIS LET IT BE SAID CHARLES DID HIS BEST]
Both? A general survey, but there have been a few concerning rumours, I'll admit.
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Rumors? What kind?
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Apparently? ... Far as I know... no one's gone missing.
[ brow drawing just a bit. hm. ]
Got any reports or anything of that sort?
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[shows him copies of the reports io provided]
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... That is an official report...
But I'm almost certain [ pointing to the plant owner's son ] he left for another moon weeks ago.
... As for the girl, I believe her parents sent her off to boarding school similarly. Off planet.
[ he looks a little troubled, rubbing his ear again. ]
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Do you recall who passed on that information?
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This town's full of liars.
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Makes sense. How much do you know about the missing persons, besides where they theoretically went?
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And she's the daughter of a friend of mine. We were in the same military unit a long time ago, so she's like a niece to me.
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