Bill wasn't having very fun in captivity. Combining that he had to relive through the worst 18 years of his life, and this time it was worse. The language was quite simple, you have a neuter word and you add a suffix to the end to gender it. The same happened for tense as a prefix to the word. The language apparently was called Rinish, being spoken by most of the lizardfolk population in the city. Thankfully and unfortunately, the schooling came to an end when the warden began the interrogations.
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The interrogation room was cold, forcing Bill to snuggle into himself. The warden sat in front of him, staring. Out of the blue he pulled out a paper like material, grabbed a short inked feather, and spoke. “State your name Prisoner.”, he rumbled out.
“And way do you need to know that?”, Bill retorted angrly.
“If you don’t I will be forced to kill you and scrap your metal beast, surely you don’t want either of those to happen?”
Oh shit, I forgot about Sam!, Bill quickly thought before responding with, “Fine, my name is Bill, anything else?”
“Lots, ok now let's move onto how you got your metal beast. Where do you come from, and why are you here?”
“The steamer is Sam and I found him in a cardboard box as a baby and adopted him, we both come from la-la land and we're here to cure cancer.”, Bill replied, smirking.
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“Ok, how about the reason for brutally murdering 10 people?”
“Sam's fault, he misjudged the distance and forgot to break. And when you're as heavy as him it can take awhile to stop.”
“Uh huh. Now, in return for letting you out you are to ship an important package to the Duke of Langi using your metal beast.”
“How much do I get paid?”
“None, you are being forced and I will be coming with.”
“If I say no?”
“I will kill you.”
“Seems like I dont have much of a choice huh.”
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The two now stood in front of Sam, who had since been rolled into the town.
Whenever people passed they stared in confusion, the ones who say what the beast had done didn’t even dare get near it. The orange and red stripes stood out amongst the backdrop of the city, his wheels since cleaned by the guards that rolled him in. Now Bill and the warden stood next to him. The two were obviously having an argument, now only Bill would tell him what it was over.
Eventually Bill got in the cap followed by the warden, immediately scarring Sam who went straight to talking to Bill. “Bill what the hell is he doing in the cabin!”, Sam yelled in his mind.
Bill immediately shot back, “He is threatening to kill me if I don't take him and a package to a Duke down the rails in another city.”
“Cool, quick question though, How?”
“We drive right through the guild building, and plow through everything else in order to get there.”
“Don’t get too cocky now Bill, does sound fun though.”