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"Well, it could have been worse," Beata thought, finding herself in a cell.
Her shoes were a pity, of course. She would have to ask Gion to buy her new ones. But the beautiful tantrum she threw had the desired effect. Overall, Beata was pleased with herself – lies become much more effective if you mix them with a good dose of truth, especially the kind of truth that can be verified. It's a shame she couldn't pin all the blame on that scoundrel with the sword and accuse her of what happened. Who would have thought that this maniac actually works for the guard!
I wonder if she can convince Gion to bring her lockpicks or a file? Or is it better to quietly serve her time, make friends with her cellmates? Or maybe make friends with her cellmates and start a riot? So many possibilities!
I wonder if it makes sense for me to role-play a life according to criminal codes and a romanticized view of thieves. x) In theory, Beata should be good at this, but the problem is that I don't understand it and don't really want to, to be honest.
– Hello, ladies, – she greeted her cellmates cheerfully, settling into a free bunk.
— Well, well, – the blonde said disappointedly, – more people means less oxygen.
— Hello... – the third one answered uncertainly.
It seemed that they had all started serving their sentences relatively recently.
Added 13 minutes later
After talking with Ayko, Raphael headed to the transport station. He wanted to find Nora.