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“Ah.” Turning to face the still-statuelike Tzah-Tzie, a sharp whistle escapes his lips prompting Rolo’s floozies to scoop your girl up in their arms!

“We’ll take care of her until ‘Showtime,” Explains Vhale as TT hangs limply in the Mzz’goe’virr girls’ grasp, “My mansion has plenty of quiet rooms to practice in.” That crooked smile creeps onto his face as he turns to face you. “Wouldn’t want her getting… distracted, now would we?”

For the briefest of moments Tzah-Tzie’s terror is replaced by something else… you can’t quite tell what it means, but her eyes meet yours as she changes. What could she mean?

“Was there anything else?” Mutters the Durher, eyes still unblinking as he lingers by the door. “Rolo, track down Six before we leave. You know how hungry they get.”

“Righto, boss…”

Anything else? This might be the last time you get to talk to Vhale or TT for a while…
>TT stays with you!
>If he even THINKS of hurting her…
>Him and Trier–what’s the connection?
>Trier’s not going to intervene, is he?
>What guarantee do you have that the cartel will stop hounding you?
>Fuck you, Vhale.
>Let’s shake on it.
>ATTACK!
>Write-In!