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Jail Cell Mee
The Jail Cell Meme


"What are you in for?"
Maybe you've only been arrested, or you've been convicted.
Holding cell, prison cell, your choice.
There's now bars between you and the outside world.
Hope you like your cell mate.
And your guards.
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Jerky and dried fruits have always been a treat!
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I think we can arrange that. Onions and potatoes also keep well, as long as they aren't stored together - basically any root vegetable. We can get fresh meat and water along the way, but having some of both to get us started in case we don't find any near the city isn't a bad idea, either.
[She directed the clerk's assistants to the items they would be packing as she talked, adding flour, meal, and what looked like a cask of butter to the haul. A pretty respectable load, for a cart they didn't have a horse to pull yet.]
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I... wouldn't know. I've been here my whole life.
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[She still hasn't told Mary exactly how old she really is - being mistaken for a child has its uses, especially in a city like this. Soon, though... soon. Maybe she'll let her figure it out herself, using her cards.]
[In the meantime, the last of the provisions have been loaded onto the cart, and the head clerk is standing beside it, his hands together and an altogether too nice smile on his lips.]
It looks as if you ladies are in need of a horse to pull your wagon. I happen to have a suitable beast at my disposal... for the right price, of course.
[Aeslyn smiles at the clerk - a perfectly polite smile, at that, nevermind how much she wants to slug this peon.] That won't be necessary.
[Producing a small, carved whistle from her pouch, she gives it a quick blow - and the response is almost immediate. A bird the general shape of an ostrich, but much more strongly built, comes running. His feathers are the same sky-blue as his mistress's hair.] Kweh!
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I'll be glad to meet him officially then!