Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20160902215054/@comment-25828117-20170814121824

Lightswitch brought them to a door that was guarded by two official looking guards, both armed with 10 mm smgs. Their uniforms were a weird mix of standard-issue prisoner overalls and things found in nature. A seashell necklace over their well-built chest. which was visible from the open shirt.

"Halt! state your business, citizen." One of them demanded.

"Wall's sake, Detention. You know it's me. You know everyone in this town." Lightswitch said, annoyed at the guard taking his duty seriously.

'Detention' as he was apparently called didn't budge though.

"Your business, Lightswitch?"

"I'm here to see the elders, I'm sure they'll want to meet these people."

"Why's that?"

"Because they're off-island. All the legends are true. It's not superstition!"

"For the love of... Lightswitch, did you just capture two other tribals so you can "prove" your little theories again?!"

"No! I promise you, It's real! this time... "

"Get out! The Elders don't have time for you."

The more Lightswitch protested the more adamant the guards became and not long after, the group was forced to leave and go back outside. The man that had led them here was obviously aggravated

"Why won't they just listen..." He sighed in defeat.