Prologue: Candi
And the Crowd Goes Wild
Candi shot through the streets of Gertrude City, laughing as she watched a policeman arrest some black-haired robber who looked like he had a good bag of cash. There was a bank a few blocks away - she was surprised that a supposed amateur was able to get that far. Slowly going from 60 to 10 mph, she watched as the man was about to arrest the poor thief... before he fell down on his head.
Candi blew the tip of her gun.
Startled by the sound of the shot, the person she'd just saved jumped and dropped his bag, and a stack of Franklins held together by a rubber band fell out. Wait, he's got Franklins?! Well, that sure changes things. Candi fired a second shot, and the wannabe criminal fell on his face. Candi laughed as she got out and grabbed the bag. Being her was just too easy.
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Candi's eyes lit up at long last, but they closed almost as quickly. That bright light... it was strange. She got up and tried to get closer, but eventually bumped into something - something like metal. Was she... in prison? No way. There's no way that someone could've caught her in the act. There weren't any more officers nearby, were there? She didn't know. Her head ached like hell. She couldn't think straight, so it would've been impossible to remember the fuzzy details... if there were any.
Candi reached for her hammer in her pocket, but when her hand came out, all it carried was air. What? How do you take something out of hammerspace? I'm pretty sure I didn't lose it... She then noticed something - something gripped onto her wrist. She groaned. Great. No weapons, but I get a Rolex as compensation. "WHO THE HELL GOT ME IN THIS PRISON?!" she yelled, hoping someone would hear her.
❝ First of all, you're asking the wrong people. Also you're painfully loud and obnoxious, I already have a pounding headache and had plans for sleeping. ❞ Nishiki cracked an eye open once he heard another person yelling out about who got them in here in the first place. Beats him. Even if he did know, he wouldn't share that info. Pointing out these things with gritted teeth, the yakuza shut his eyes once more. He really wanted to sleep away the hours here. It obviously annoyed him that staying awake meant listening to all of these other people for who knows how long.
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