Mangrale"I don't think this is a good idea!" Miria snapped as they made their way over to prison's gate.
"You don't even know what the idea is." Jasp sighed. "You're guessing, and that's not good for you. A marine shouldn't think or wonder. A marine should do their job. Period."
"Har. Har. Spare me." The marine rolled her eyes. "Sure, I don't know what the idea is, but I know you, and I know a fair amount of the history about you. There's something going on here, or you're going to make something go on here, and its going to be a great big mess for everyone involved."
"Maybe. Maybe not. Probably. Look, that's what so great about not knowing what's going on. YOu didn't know what's going on. You're only here to show me the way, right? Nothing else. Just an escort."
"I swear to god Jasper, if you cause shit I'll make sure you pay for it."
Jasper turned to see Miria still glaring. He grinned wide and gave a wave. She frowned and turned away while crossing her arms.
""
"Noted Miria." Jasper stopped in front of the gates to the prison. There was a marine on either side, standing stiff as a board, watching the couple with interest. "Now then, so you remain innocent on the matter, I'll ask you stay here, for now. I won't be in for very long. It'll be a few minutes, at the most. NOthing more."
"Don't you cause trouble Jasper." Miria's teeth were clenched. She pointed like a parent who knew there were snacks hidden in her kid's room, but without any idea where they were. "I'm serious. Sooner or later your track record isn't going to save you, and there's going to be quiet a lot of men and women of the Navy coming after you."
"Noted." The man in red turned, and waved. "I'll see you in a couple of minutes."
Miria didn't wave back. She glared.
"Hi there." A 6'5 man in a red suit smiled as he approached one of the guards. "I'm Jasper, Jasper Rintin."
The young marine's eyes went wide after a moment of dull staring. "You're!!"
"Yes. Yes." Jasper made a hush motion with his finger. "That I am, but let's now dwell too long on that."
The man's mouth snapped close and he nodded.
"Right. So I was wondering if the warden was in today? I'd really like to have a chat with him, if you don't mind?"
The man hesitated for a moment before giving a nod and calling in so the warden would know what was going on. There was a rush mumble from the other side, informing Jasper to wait right there.
"Rintin!" An old, ball shaped man with a thick grey beard, beady eyes and a missing tooth in his wide smile, held his arms out wide as he hurried to meet the visitor. "Why, it's been awhile, hasn't it?"
Jasper nodded. He didn't hug the stranger as the man had hoped, but he patted him in the back. "Something like that."
Warden Clancy stepped back to give Rintin a good look up and down to see if the man lived up to the legend. After a few awkward seconds, he felt confident that was the case. Which wasn't saying anything as Clancy was notorious for assuming he knew everything and everyone knew him. It was a deep character flaw and one in which the navy couldn't trust, despite the man's loyalty and hard-working nature. Which was why they had him work in a prison where hardly anything happened.
Jasper cleared his throat. "Anyways, I was wondering if we could talk about something, in private."
Clancy nodded. "Yes. Yes. Sure. Why not? We can't right have the hero of Manford standing around like any other navy marine. Come this way, we'll talk in my office."
*****
"I must say" Clancy sighed, leaning back into his chair. His bottlrim glasses were in his hand, and he was wiping them down with his shirt. "It's an odd appeal, going to visit a prisoner when you're not on the job anymore."
"Will you do it?" Jasper watched the man like a hunter watching to see if a rabbit would step into the trap.
A moment before Clancy nodded. "Yes, I guess I will. You'll have to do it with a guard waiting outside the cell, but it shouldn't be a problem." Clancy called for someone to come. A moment later the door opened and a naval officer stepped inside.
"Dodgers, my good sir. Our guest Rintin, yes that Rintin, would like to see Shade for a moment, he's got something to ask her. take him to see her."
"Sir?" Dodger's blinked like a man just slapped with a rubber fish.
"Yes?"
"Is that wise?"
"Probably not, but we have a hero here, and wouldn't want to make trouble. He's got friends in high places, retired or not. Besides, you're just letting him chat for a bit, five minutes top and then you're to bring him back here, or right out if my blasted lunch is done yet!" Clancy made a point of raising his voice to just below yelling as he said the words.
"Sir."
"Anyways, that'll be all." Clancy made a shooing motion with his hands which was his way of letting the officer know discussions were over.
Dodgers sighed. "Yes, well, right this way."
*****
"She's in there." Dodgers thumbed inside the open cell, towards the woman at the back wall. "I'll be in here, with the door locked, in case she tries anything. You've got five minutes or I'm going to come get you, by force if I have to."
"Get me huh?" Jasper smirked. "Wouldn't mind seeing how that goes." The cell door was slammed as he stepped in.
"Hey there." Jasper moved into the cell and stopped at the back where the young woman was hung up. "Damn you look like shit." He sighed, and pulled a stool from the side of the room and sat down before the woman. "They really wanted to lay into you huh."
Jasper paused to look back at the guard, whose back was to the wall.
"Anyways, I don't have much time before they yank me out of here. So I'll be frank and if you're honest it could put you in a good place so please think about that before you pride gets in the way. What exactly happened between you and LT. Walsh?"
"You don't even know what the idea is." Jasp sighed. "You're guessing, and that's not good for you. A marine shouldn't think or wonder. A marine should do their job. Period."
"Har. Har. Spare me." The marine rolled her eyes. "Sure, I don't know what the idea is, but I know you, and I know a fair amount of the history about you. There's something going on here, or you're going to make something go on here, and its going to be a great big mess for everyone involved."
"Maybe. Maybe not. Probably. Look, that's what so great about not knowing what's going on. YOu didn't know what's going on. You're only here to show me the way, right? Nothing else. Just an escort."
"I swear to god Jasper, if you cause shit I'll make sure you pay for it."
Jasper turned to see Miria still glaring. He grinned wide and gave a wave. She frowned and turned away while crossing her arms.
""
"Noted Miria." Jasper stopped in front of the gates to the prison. There was a marine on either side, standing stiff as a board, watching the couple with interest. "Now then, so you remain innocent on the matter, I'll ask you stay here, for now. I won't be in for very long. It'll be a few minutes, at the most. NOthing more."
"Don't you cause trouble Jasper." Miria's teeth were clenched. She pointed like a parent who knew there were snacks hidden in her kid's room, but without any idea where they were. "I'm serious. Sooner or later your track record isn't going to save you, and there's going to be quiet a lot of men and women of the Navy coming after you."
"Noted." The man in red turned, and waved. "I'll see you in a couple of minutes."
Miria didn't wave back. She glared.
"Hi there." A 6'5 man in a red suit smiled as he approached one of the guards. "I'm Jasper, Jasper Rintin."
The young marine's eyes went wide after a moment of dull staring. "You're!!"
"Yes. Yes." Jasper made a hush motion with his finger. "That I am, but let's now dwell too long on that."
The man's mouth snapped close and he nodded.
"Right. So I was wondering if the warden was in today? I'd really like to have a chat with him, if you don't mind?"
The man hesitated for a moment before giving a nod and calling in so the warden would know what was going on. There was a rush mumble from the other side, informing Jasper to wait right there.
"Rintin!" An old, ball shaped man with a thick grey beard, beady eyes and a missing tooth in his wide smile, held his arms out wide as he hurried to meet the visitor. "Why, it's been awhile, hasn't it?"
Jasper nodded. He didn't hug the stranger as the man had hoped, but he patted him in the back. "Something like that."
Warden Clancy stepped back to give Rintin a good look up and down to see if the man lived up to the legend. After a few awkward seconds, he felt confident that was the case. Which wasn't saying anything as Clancy was notorious for assuming he knew everything and everyone knew him. It was a deep character flaw and one in which the navy couldn't trust, despite the man's loyalty and hard-working nature. Which was why they had him work in a prison where hardly anything happened.
Jasper cleared his throat. "Anyways, I was wondering if we could talk about something, in private."
Clancy nodded. "Yes. Yes. Sure. Why not? We can't right have the hero of Manford standing around like any other navy marine. Come this way, we'll talk in my office."
*****
"I must say" Clancy sighed, leaning back into his chair. His bottlrim glasses were in his hand, and he was wiping them down with his shirt. "It's an odd appeal, going to visit a prisoner when you're not on the job anymore."
"Will you do it?" Jasper watched the man like a hunter watching to see if a rabbit would step into the trap.
A moment before Clancy nodded. "Yes, I guess I will. You'll have to do it with a guard waiting outside the cell, but it shouldn't be a problem." Clancy called for someone to come. A moment later the door opened and a naval officer stepped inside.
"Dodgers, my good sir. Our guest Rintin, yes that Rintin, would like to see Shade for a moment, he's got something to ask her. take him to see her."
"Sir?" Dodger's blinked like a man just slapped with a rubber fish.
"Yes?"
"Is that wise?"
"Probably not, but we have a hero here, and wouldn't want to make trouble. He's got friends in high places, retired or not. Besides, you're just letting him chat for a bit, five minutes top and then you're to bring him back here, or right out if my blasted lunch is done yet!" Clancy made a point of raising his voice to just below yelling as he said the words.
"Sir."
"Anyways, that'll be all." Clancy made a shooing motion with his hands which was his way of letting the officer know discussions were over.
Dodgers sighed. "Yes, well, right this way."
*****
"She's in there." Dodgers thumbed inside the open cell, towards the woman at the back wall. "I'll be in here, with the door locked, in case she tries anything. You've got five minutes or I'm going to come get you, by force if I have to."
"Get me huh?" Jasper smirked. "Wouldn't mind seeing how that goes." The cell door was slammed as he stepped in.
"Hey there." Jasper moved into the cell and stopped at the back where the young woman was hung up. "Damn you look like shit." He sighed, and pulled a stool from the side of the room and sat down before the woman. "They really wanted to lay into you huh."
Jasper paused to look back at the guard, whose back was to the wall.
"Anyways, I don't have much time before they yank me out of here. So I'll be frank and if you're honest it could put you in a good place so please think about that before you pride gets in the way. What exactly happened between you and LT. Walsh?"
