Log:Ord Mantell Bombshell: Postscript

Casino Jail

OOC Date: January 4, 2018
Location: Ord Mantell
Participants: Kasia Ashkuri, Hex

This is followup from the events of the Explorer's Guild log where they infiltrated a casino on Ord Mantell.

The short story: Relationship goals.

The long story:

Hex has gone off with Corr Waldin and his crew on a brief adventure. Not very much of an adventure; he even left his weapons at home. Just going to a casino to help the Explorers talk to some guy and buy submersion suits, that's all. Buuuut now there's a call and the number is a casino on Ord Mantell. ring ring.

This was supposed to be easy, right? RIGHT? Kasia didn't worry, because honestly if she spent all of her time that she should be worrying about Hex, actually worrying about him, she'd get nothing else done. So she doesn't, but then there's a call, an off world call. Oh no. She presses the button to answer. "Hello?"

"This call is from the DETENTION CENTER at LADY FATE CASINO, GREAT ROCK, ORD MANTELL. To accept this call, press 1."

There is a moment, just a brief one, where she considers hanging up. No, she can't, he's the father of her child, and he changes most of the diapers. Sigh. Kasia presses 1.

"Hello? Kas?" Yeah, that's her husband. "Heeeeyyy.... It's Hex."

"What happened?" is all Kasia says in response, already knowing who it was, because of course it is.

"I might have got a little bit detained?" Little bit. "But it's okay, it's not real jail, it's just casino jail."

"And are they going to just let you out?" Kasia asks, not sounding as though she really expects that he's just going to be let out of casino jail.

"Yes!" Hex brightly assures, but obviously he's calling, not walking out, so there's a catch. "...They just need 10,000 credits."

(pause)

"Can you come bail me out of jail?"

"Ten thousand credits?" Kasia asks in a soft voice, but Hex knows that voice, that's an unhappy wife voice. "What did you do that I have to come pay that much for you to get out?"

"Nothing!" Hex protests. That seems unlikely.

"This was an explorer's thing, right?" Kasia asks, though she knows it was. "They're going to owe me the credits for this." Grumble grumble. "Do I need to come there and pay it?"

"Okay, so... they wouldn't let us back where they needed to go to talk to the guy they needed to talk to, so I created a diversion. I may have called an attendant some names. I may have told the bouncers they look like appetizers. But one was a squid and one was a crab as far as I can tell, so they did. I may have made a few threats? But I didn't shoot /or/ punch anyone." Hex clearly expects good behavior points for this. "Uh... they only will take it cash... so you gotta come to Ord Mantell."

Kasia is silent as he explains how he wound up in Lady Fate Jail, and when he's done, she SIGHS. "The explorers owe me," she informs Hex. "Fine, I'm on my way. I'd tell you to stay where you are, but you really don't have a choice in the matter right now."

"No, don't make them pay!" Hex protests. "It was me, nonna, none of them told me to do it, it was really just all me. I'll get the money." Possibly an even more terrifying thought than the rest of it, given Hex's idea of making money is 'steal it' or 'fight a thing while people watch.' "I'll just... okay, I'll hang out here." He knows he's in trouble! "I love you?"

"This was for them, they should be paying for it," Kasia insists, because it's only fair, right? YEAH. "I love you too." CLICK.

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Kasia actually looks like she belongs on this nice fancy casino floor, classy as she always appears! But she doesn't get to go to the casino floor... she gets to go to the detention center. After some inquiries, she's pointed in the right direction, and sure enough, there's a vault-like situation under the casino where the drunk and disorderly are locked up to sleep it off. There in one of the cells.... is Hex. He's dressed nicely in robes made of red and silver fabric but they aren't his, so someone must have loaned them. He looks bored, with nothing to eat or do, and the arched cell has bars instead of an energy field for a door. Hex straightens up pretty quick when his wife appears. "Kasia!"

Kasia does look like she belongs here, she's been in places like this before, possibly she's been at this place before. Who knows. Once directed, she heads to the detention area in the casino, looking displeased when she's led to Hex's cell. "They're checking the credit chits to make sure they're authentic," and who can blame them, given there are people like Tarion Tavers around. "What are you wearing?"

Hex steps forward to wrap his mismatched hands around the bars of his cell. "Don't just pay them! You can haggle it lower, nonna! It's all just a scam anyway. What do you mean what am I wearing?" He looks down at himself, then back up at her. "I don't know, Sapphira gave me it. The duster wasn't proper attire for the casino apparently."

"Oh, I just paid it, Corr Waldin is going to pay me back," Kasia informs Hex, still not budging from this line of thought. "Not you, not anyone else. If he's going to get people arrested or injured, or anything else, on these little missions of his, he's going to understand that he has to cover the costs of them. We do for our people, I'm not funding his group as well."

"Why are you making Corr pay you for me being a dumbass? It's not his fault!" Hex argues back, twitching his lekku in irritation. "/He/ didn't get me arrested or injured or anything else, and he does fund his group, of which I'm not part. I told you I'd cover it."

"So long as you're doing work for /his/ group, he covers it," Kasia insists, frowning at Hex. "That's how this works, Hex. You got arrested in an effort to get him to some goal, so /he/ will be covering the costs to get you out. I'm not changing my mind on this, Heksash'kuri, so don't bother trying."

"You are being /totally unreasonable/," Hex replies, irritated. "This is an embarrassment to me, you going and asking him for money! It's making it seem like I am not taking responsibility for this, which I /am/. Or at least I'm trying to, and you're being a damn impediment for no reason."

"Oh, /you're/ taking care of this?" Kasia steps back from the cell now, both hands up in a 'fine' gesture. "Well then, I'll go tell them to give me back my credits, because you've got the whole situation entirely under control, since /you're/ taking care of it." Uh oh. This is becoming a kind of loud fight. Are there uncomfortable looking guards somewhere nearby? There might be.

"I told them it was fine! They didn't launch into some dumbass rescue attempt because I /told them it'd be fine/," Hex replies, getting louder with her, and like his wife, heedless of everyone who might not want to witness an Ashkuri quarrel. "I told them to leave and there wouldn't be problems, and there /wouldn't be/, if you weren't getting all," he gestures through the bars, vaguely. "DRAMA about this!"

Did he just call her drama. Uh oh. "So I have to find a sitter, go to the bank to get the credits out, fly all the way here, but you're taking care of it?" Kasia clarifies this in a soft, icy tone. DANGER, HEX. DANGER. "And they were here with you, but they all left you here, knowing where you were, knowing that you didn't have a way out on your own, so that someone else could clean up this mess? Is that right? Am I understanding you clearly? So now that I've gone to all the effort, and expense to fix their mess, now I am being drama for expecting that they would pay for only the cost to get you out, and not the fuel it took to get here, or my time? Expecting that is drama? Expecting them to cover the costs of their mistakes is drama? They won't last long as a group if they're too immature to handle their own problems."

"You want to take it out on somebody, take it out on me," Hex returns, with an irritable thrash of lekku. "You want to blame somebody that it happened? Pick me, I'm the one that did it. You want to blame somebody that they left? Pick me, I'm the one that told them to. You want to be mad that somebody decided you'd /maybe/ help out with a pretty easy fix where nobody gets hurt? Instead of throwing a handful of good people into potential danger and injury trying to get me out without credits? You can blame me again, because that was me that planned that. Are you seriously saying that you're mad I didn't have them risk getting hurt by security down here? Seriously? What the hell, Kasia? Nobody gets hurt this way! It's the less damn immature option!" He folds his arms, and returns to his cell bench, where he sits. "Don't bail me out then, if it's gonna be a thing."

Kasia gives Hex a thoroughly defiant look as she pulls her datapad from her purse, and begins to compose a message while standing right here. Can he see it? No. Not a chance. She's doing this on purpose in an effort to get under that green skin of his, type type type. Aaaand send. The datapad goes back into her bag. "I'll be waiting on the ship when they're done with you." With that she turns to stalk off away from the cell, leaving Hex on his own.

"What are you even doing?!" Hex demands as Kasia defiantly tap tap taps on her datapad, lurching up again... but of course he can only make it as far as the bars and no further. "Are you messaging him? What the hell! Don't message him!" The datapad goes back in her bag. "Kasia!" And then she's walking away, down the hall, chased by a howl of, "KASIAAAAAA!"