NPC Inbox: Rage

[firstreturned]

[Rage's strong and clear voice is almost bored, like this whole ordeal is an afterthought to her.]

State your business.

Comments

[firstreturned]

Others seemed to be able to stop themselves. Are you upset that you didn't want to as much?

[wormintheglass]

Not at all. But if you don't want me to resist a great deal harder another time, you'll consider making it worth my while now.

[firstreturned]

Okay, this is just so adorable I can't stand it.

I have a standing bounty of one clip of ammunition for one body, do you have a gun? I won't even complain that you didn't bring it here.

[wormintheglass]

[Bianca narrows her eyes a little, but she wants something, so she lets it go.]

I don't need ammunition, Rage dear. I want some morphine.

[firstreturned]

Morphine! You'll need to tell me what that is and what it's supposed to do.

[wormintheglass]

It's based on a plant alkaloid. I can give you the exact chemical formula.

[firstreturned]

Then I can give you some morphine. Write down the formula and leave it on my altar. Return the next day and you'll have your request.

[wormintheglass]

Thank you.