[A PRETTY PRINCESS?? HELP this is so funny. Unfortunately there are clockwork meka guards all over the place in addition to the human officers, and it won't take them long to find out what just happened, especially since Childe and Sylus are, uhhh... pretty distinct-looking, to say the least. But it's fine. Childe strides along with him, then angles his head towards a narrow side street.]
[ Yes, that's right. Sylus is a riot. He's also not so arrogant that he's going to fight an entire city's law enforcement, following along Childe as offered. Granted, Childe could also be leading him into a death trap, but he can probably fight his way out of it if need be.
[Yeah he leads him into an alley and shoots him with a hidden gun--no he doesn't do that. But he does lead the way towards a path that slopes downwards, ending in a set of gated doors.]
Something like that. [He probably actually has diplomatic immunity in quite a few places, but Fontaine has a billion insane and weird laws and it's not his "territory," so he's operating on the assumption that he's automatically an enemy of the state. This does not stop him from canonically punching a dude out in the street later, but then he gets falsely arrested so he will never give a shit about Fontaine's obsession with performative justice. It's fine. NONE OF THAT HAS HAPPENED YET.] Though, to be honest with you, I haven't been down here myself. So it might not be quite what I'm expecting, ahaha.
[ He doesn't mind that too much. It puts the two of them on more even footing in the event that he has to turn on Childe. Regardless, it's not like he has many options, so he might as well follow along down the path and to the doors.
Gives Childe an amused look. ]
I do my best to play by the rules, but apparently I just have the look of a troublemaker. [ Second part is true, the first part is not. ] So I've had to make a getaway or two.
[To the gate! There's a brief blue glow as Childe does something with his hands, and after a bit of finagling, the doors swing open. There is then a very slow loading screen--no I'm kidding it's just a long path, continuing to slope downward. It is darker and damp down this way, but not, like, suspiciously pitch black or anything. Childe will even courteously step in first, since this guy is obviously just as paranoid as he is, and Childe won't be bothered by a sudden attack.]
Haha... in that case, I'm not surprised you've run into trouble here. Fontaine's a beautiful city, but I've heard its people are fond of quick judgments.
[Down they go... wahoo... there are no branching side paths for now, just a straightforward descent.]
It's my first time visiting, actually. A... colleague of mine is from here, though, and she visits fairly often, so I've heard a few stories.
[Up ahead, there are faint sounds! Some voices--muffled with distance--and various other noises of people moving around, though nothing particularly specific.]
[ Should he get ready to beat them to death with his fists?
Haha. Joking. ]
Isn't it obvious? [ One might think that it's unwise to reveal that he's totally lost, but Sylus is just that arrogant. ] But yes, you could say I'm new in town.
[ Looking at Childe thoughtfully. ]
You certainly hesitated before calling her your colleague.
Haha, you never know! I've heard a thing or two about troublemakers being such anywhere. [It was very obvious, but assumptions can be dangerous just as much as responses can be telling.
Even so, Childe doesn't particularly care to lie when he doesn't have to--he shrugs as the ground beneath them shifts from stone to metal. Rounding a corner puts them parallel to a low waterway... almost as if they are in the sewers, but a fantasy version of sewers that are clean and well lit for some reason.]
Well, we don't work together often--she spends most of her time with her kids. But calling her a friend would be a bit much.
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[ Amused, he will look around Fontaine, trying to detect just how many enforcement officers there are patrolling. ]
So I wouldn't say I'm too worried. [ ... ] But I'm not interested in being foolish either.
[ So, uh, walking away from the scene of the crime now. ]
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This way. I know a place where you can lie low.
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Off they go! ]
A regular at evading the law?
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Something like that. [He probably actually has diplomatic immunity in quite a few places, but Fontaine has a billion insane and weird laws and it's not his "territory," so he's operating on the assumption that he's automatically an enemy of the state. This does not stop him from canonically punching a dude out in the street later, but then he gets falsely arrested so he will never give a shit about Fontaine's obsession with performative justice. It's fine. NONE OF THAT HAS HAPPENED YET.] Though, to be honest with you, I haven't been down here myself. So it might not be quite what I'm expecting, ahaha.
[DON'T JUST LAUGH ABOUT IT.]
And yourself?
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[ He doesn't mind that too much. It puts the two of them on more even footing in the event that he has to turn on Childe. Regardless, it's not like he has many options, so he might as well follow along down the path and to the doors.
Gives Childe an amused look. ]
I do my best to play by the rules, but apparently I just have the look of a troublemaker. [ Second part is true, the first part is not. ] So I've had to make a getaway or two.
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Haha... in that case, I'm not surprised you've run into trouble here. Fontaine's a beautiful city, but I've heard its people are fond of quick judgments.
[SYLUS CLEARLY STARTED THE FIGHT]
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Also, Childe is funny. He quirks a smile. ]
You spend a lot of time in this city?
[ Fellow troublemaker? ]
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It's my first time visiting, actually. A... colleague of mine is from here, though, and she visits fairly often, so I've heard a few stories.
[Up ahead, there are faint sounds! Some voices--muffled with distance--and various other noises of people moving around, though nothing particularly specific.]
Yourself?
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Haha. Joking. ]
Isn't it obvious? [ One might think that it's unwise to reveal that he's totally lost, but Sylus is just that arrogant. ] But yes, you could say I'm new in town.
[ Looking at Childe thoughtfully. ]
You certainly hesitated before calling her your colleague.
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Haha, you never know! I've heard a thing or two about troublemakers being such anywhere. [It was very obvious, but assumptions can be dangerous just as much as responses can be telling.
Even so, Childe doesn't particularly care to lie when he doesn't have to--he shrugs as the ground beneath them shifts from stone to metal. Rounding a corner puts them parallel to a low waterway... almost as if they are in the sewers, but a fantasy version of sewers that are clean and well lit for some reason.]
Well, we don't work together often--she spends most of her time with her kids. But calling her a friend would be a bit much.
[So "colleague" it is]