[center][h2]Krunk-Mobile, Prisoner Bay[/h2]
[sub]...WHAT?[/sub][/center]

The guard passing Zerraf's cell turned to him for a brief moment, tilting his entire body to one side as if to gesture 'excuse me motherfucker?' and rightfully so. A prisoner asking for his weapons back? How delightfully RIDICULOUS!

"Listen here, BUDDY! Dr. Krink says that you MAGGOTS are to remain in LOCK UP until he says OTHERWISE, GOT IT?" The little man shouted, pointing at Zerraf with a rude sense of authority. "So you should just LAY YOUR ASS right back down on the STEEL GROUND until we reach LORD CRUNK'S CASTLE, GOT IT?"

The cell block was actually rather small. Most of the prisoners were simply wrapped up with ropes on the floor, unbarred and free to move around as they pleased. Well, being surrounded by 50 or 60 Krunklets was rather dissuading, as were the tight ropes that bound them, but whatever. Zerraf was kept in one of the few square cages near the back of the large half-rounded room that took up about half of the krunk-mobile. People with weapons were usually worth the extra security after all!

"Do you GOT IT!?" The little prison-guard shouted again, pointed more aggressively at Zerraf.