Imprisoned: A Holding Cell & New Aquaintances

[Marcus]

*click fzzzz, click fzzzz*
The cell comm light flicked, a quiet clicking interrupted by short burts of static.
Eventully the small screen flickered on only to show a black image, the voice was
heavily distorted.

"So, seems you've managed to get yourself in a bit of 'trouble' " The image laughed
softly. "Smuggling weapons to Mollys, hehe, they really don't like that. You know what
they do to Arms smugglers? It's not some some little cell they dump you into, oh no,
Bretonia transfers it's more 'undesriable' crimals to Liberty. I think you know what
happens in the prisons there."
There was a pause to let the information set in.

"I'm sure you understand your position, which is one you can't refuse. So I'll make
this simple, I open the door, you escape. Your ship is in Hanger 3, the bay door
access codes are in your computer. In the Cell block office you'll find a weapon taped
to the underside of the desk, the desk guard will be distracted for, oh, 5 minutes."

"I'll contact you when it's time for you to return the favour. Incase you think it's
'safer' to stay there I'm going to unlock you door anyway, and attempted escape puts
you in a whole new heap of trouble regardless of whether they catch you in or out of
your unlocked cell. Just nod."

There was click from the door.
"Oh by the way, you can call me Lambert"
The Screen went blank.

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