[harrow is now freshly changed from her horrible pink jumpsuit and is instead wearing all black - a button down, pants, and dramatic looking robes - decorated all over with bone.
there's still not much space to explore, but harrow is going to go ahead and do it. you can find her in any of the common areas, opening drawers and cabinets and taking pictures on her phone or typing something down. when someone else walks into the room, she abruptly puts her phone away like she was doing something she isn't supposed to.]
[Finally one of the only people in this jail that is actually shorter than he is... it's a christmas miracle...
That said, he's also finally reappearing after vanishing to do who knows what who knows where for Some Time. He's also dressed in his normal garb, which is tragically nowhere near as cool as the goth skull motif she's got going on. The quickness of her movement has him giving her a bit of a quizzical look, though it, like everything he does, is just Steeped In Haughtiness.]
You're not very used to doing things covertly, are you.
[based on the vague descriptions both you and pixi gave me i can only assume they both vanished to kiss each other a lot.
anyway, this is possibly the most devastating thing anyone has ever said to her but she gives him a haughty look right back as though he didn't just cut her deeply.]
There's no point bothering with being covert, we're obviously being watched.
This is so tragic, though... Also rip to anyone who walks into this area of the common room because they will immediately choke to death on the heavy amount of Haughty in the air.]
You're not wrong. Why bother trying to hide, then? [He'll make his way over, trying to peer at whatever she's been taking a picture of.] There isn't anything useful here, anyway. No matter how many times people- [ITTO] -try to break things down, it's not like there are secrets in the walls. These ones, at least.
[The tragedy of his disstrack being released to an unenthused audience. He looks for a moment like he's going to say something, but apparently decides against it...]
—So. Have you found anything worth sharing? I could offer a trade.
...Very well. A trade is acceptable. Tell me something you've learned. I may or may not already be aware. And I will do the same, and you may or may not already be aware.
[This terrible trade of absolutely useless information that they are both engaging in to pretend they're one step above people who get their heads stuck in jail cell bars.]
That pigtailed girl told me that the purple demon is apparently more open to requests than the others. I haven't bothered to speak with them so I have no idea how true it is, but I suppose it'd be useful if it were.
[His nose wrinkles a little in an expression of disdain.]
Just another part of their job, I guess. Petty annoyance unfortunately isn't a bad form of torture.
[Somehow these demons being at peak Having Their Shit Together during the party makes him want to stand on a table so he can punch them more effectively.]
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