----- Original Message -----
From: "D Stanley"
>> The car takes you away from the gambling hall. As you drive down
>> the street you think you see the van that Jac had rented driving away
>> down a side street.
>>
>> Once at the police station you are subjected to more of this Maria
>> Virgy nonsense. The officers all seem completely sure that you are this
>> con woman, and you can tell that she is high on their "wanted"
>> list...ripped off a local big fish, probably.
>
> Lysia listens intently as the local constabulary chats about her before
> interupting them politely.
>
> "Excuse me," she says clearing her throat and smiling a little, "humor me
> here for a moment and pretend for just a moment that I'm not Miria Virgy
> and don't know what this is all about. What exactly am I wanted for and
> can I see a picture of myself?"
Lysia waits politely for an answer, "Oh no that's all right don't pay me no
never mind."
>> Lysia is searched, not roughly, fingerprinted and a sample of her
>> DNA is taken, her possessions are taken and she is placed in a holding
>> cell by herself. Time drags on. It is nearing sun down and still no one
>> has come to release her...or even question her.
>
> Lysia looks at the wall for a while trying to decide what colour it would
> look best painted, once the amusment of mentally redecorating the cell
> begins to wear of she gets up and looks down the hall for a guard. If
> she can't see one she raises her voice.
>
> "Hello? Getting hungry here and a potty break would be nice."
Lysia frowns seeing that there's clearly no one down here, "Excuse me," she
says in a loud voice, "don't I even get one phone call?"
Lysia David
