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[b][center]Word Count:  684
Level: Lv: 6  EXP:  (3/60)
Location: Dead Zone Hinterlands - Curien Mansion
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Harry forgot to thank the new guy for helping them in the courtyard, so he would need to thank him for his help when he could. Following the others into the mansion, Harry stays close to Band since he assumes that Band will probably do better dealing with the undead. However, the others wouldn’t much a slouch fighting the undead. “ Always good to have another player in our merry band.” Harry said to Kit.  Smiling at Kit as Band introduced him. “It’s nice to meet you. But you can just call me Harry.” Winking at Kit while giving him a pair of finger guns. 

 The detective scanned the room's foyer in case anything would try to ambush them. With Band around, they may be scared of attacking them. He waited a moment for a response after his declaration. There was a rather long silence before Harry spoke again. “I guess he didn’t hear me. Or I just made a big mistake.” The detective muttered the last part of his sentence. His outburst could have given out their position. And now Hemisay could send his minions to attack them. 

“[color=ed1c24]Good job moron. Now your up shit’s creek without a paddle.[/color]” Shiver said, shaking their preverbal head. 

“Maybe not. Perhaps he didn’t hear me.” Harry shot back shaking his head. “He could’ve been busy with something else not to have heard my voice.”He added, sounding confident but not hiding his fear well. He didn’t want to leave Stein and Tesset alone, but Stein seemed capable of keeping themselves safe. “Don’t worry, we’ll be back in a jiff.” Harry said, hoping they would indeed be safe while they were gone. 

The sudden feeling of a part of arms grabbing him scared the every loving shit out of him. He could feel a trail of urine running down his pant leg. 

“[color=fff200]Keep calm, Harry.[/color]” Composure said, but Harry had little composure as he screamed in as high of a pitch as he could. 

“AHHHHH HELPPPPPPPPP MEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!” Yelling out as he was being carried up the stairs.  The group could hear some of his muffled screams as Harry was brought upstairs. ‘GET YOUR HANDS OFF MY PENIS!!”  Letting out a groan of pain as he slammed through the door. Pieces of wood are attached to his clothes and mustache.  His body was coated in wood, plaster, and glass.

Harry struggled against the kidnapper’s grasp. But all he could do was brace himself when he collided with something. He fell face down as his captors released him. Slowly, he got back up and wiped the debris off his clothes. “That’s right you better not fuck with me.” Harry screamed waving his fist.  Looking around at his surroundings, he became quite excited seeing all the valuables he could “take as evidence.”

“[color=fff200]No one is here to notice you take this stuff. You could probably make a fortune pawning this stuff off. Not like the owner is gonna mind it being taken.[/color]” Savoir Faire said. 

“[color=662d91]Taking it would get you kicked off the force.[/color]” Esprit de Corps added, trying to persuade Harry not to do anything stupid. 

“[color=fff200]What force? There is no RCM here, wherever here is.  You might as well make some cash to get equipment and not starve to death.[/color]”  Savoir Faire rebutted, sounding quite smug.

“[color=662d91]There are police here. I’m sure they'll be suspicious of you if you try to pawn all this stuff off.[/color]" Authority said. 

“[color=ed1c24]If you even get out of here.[/color]” Shiver added, which made Harry start sweating profusely.  But the thought of getting a shit ton of money was too tempting. 

Harry started stuffing his pockets and plastic bag with as many valuables as possible. When his bag and pants were complete, he started stuffing his jacket pocket and even putting things down his pants. He used his perception skills to see what was valuable and what wasn’t. After doing this, he would start looking around for a weapon. After doing this, he would go through the Harry shaped hole in the wall of the study.  He hoped the others were doing okay.