《Nameless System V 1.00.008》Chapter 1.5
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A small bar located on a village near the island, the walls were made of some wood, so old and poor that it was surprising how it still standing and yet the liveness was amazing. People came and sat on small wooden chairs, gathered around at circular tables and laughing like there was no tomorrow.
As for me, since I didn't know anyone, my cigarette burned on the glass ashtray that seemed contrast with the table wooden surface, in front of me there was a glass of amber liquid and the golden glow of the glass-like cubes. Wrapping my fingers around the glass I took a sip. A sour and vile taste slipped into my mouth along with the keen burn on my tongue and throat. Leisurely I spent my night staring at the moose's head that neatly arranged on the wall.
Though nothing lasted forever, the buzzer of my phone went off like an annoyed rattlesnake. I scooped it up and read the message.
Christmas: Dude! Where the fuck are you?! The bar needs help!! 😠
Ah, crap I forget about the bar.
Dew: Sorry, I'm in Alaska right now.
Christmas: Alaska?! What Alaska?! What are you doing in Alaska?!
Dew: Vacation.
"Mr. Dew Everest, can we speak for a moment?" Two men wearing light brown cowboy hats with their brown uniforms complemented with a handled radio, a star-shaped badge and gun neatly sat on their holster suddenly sat in front of me.
Dew: BRB
As I slipped my phone back into my pocket. "Ah, yes." I replied.
"Sorry to bother you. I am Woody and this is my partner Hudson. We're here to ask you about that massacre detail." Said Woody, he spoke with a gravelly voice, might be in his seventies with his white spade beard hanging around from his chin.
"So, none of the wolves were skinned and the hunter also used poison. Is that true?" Without waiting for my confirmation Hudson spoke. He had the usual height but without the bulk, thin if I must say.
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"Leaving aside the poison, It is weird indeed, to think all of the wolves gathered at the same spot. Did you see something else kid?" Said Woody.
"Eh..." As I sucked the smoke deep into my lungs trying to remember this afternoon incident. "Sorry, I can't recall anything."
"Now I know you're an outsider, but this shit is important, try harder to remember it. " Said Hudson.
Woody cleared his throat, his gravelly voice could be heard as if trying to calm his partner. "Take it easy Hudson, now kiddo anything is fine, did you see any other person? other animal track?"
"Oh! now that you mention it, I didn't see another animal like at all."
"How about a person? did you see anyone? maybe heard a gunshot?"
"Eh... No sir."
"So you're alone by the time that happens?" Said Hudson. Throughout the whole conversation, he never turned his eyes away from my face.
"Yes."
Not even a second passed after I answered him, Hudson turned his face to Woody. Woody nodded and put his hat down, showing his thick gray hair, close-cropped, on his wrinkle face.
"Excuse us, but may we check your room?" Said Woody.
"Eh..?"
*****
A backpack consisted of three pairs of clothes, a bottle of transparent green and brown liquid, two decks of trump card, two boxes of cigarette, a spraying can, laptop, camera, two books, passport, and charging cable. It seemed they were suspecting me for this incident.
"What is this?" Said Hudson in a suspicious tone when he picked up the transparent green liquid.
It was Cat's Eye but there was no way I said that to him. "Just my brewery." He gave the Cat's Eye to Woody. Woody looked at the glass bottle, shook it a few times, opened the cork cover and sniffed it. "Yes, this smell like alcohol."
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"So... Am I in trouble?" Anxiously I asked.
"No, pardon our intrusion kiddo. Hudson, let's leave we will not find anything in here."
"Wait a minute sir, You! what kind of cigarette is this?"
Calling all units. A 126 at 248 Main. Back-up needed.
Before I was able to answer, a crackling static voice echoed from their radio. "Hudson, that's our call." Said Woody, he was the one that firstly left, in silence, Hudson followed him from behind. "Oh, about that cub, what are you gonna do with him?"
"Eh? what do you mean by that?"
"Well, after he healed the best we can do is returning him back to his habitat. It's fine if you are wanted to take him in though."
"Oh, is that even legal?"
"Legal or not it depends on the money you spent, I can help you with this matter if you want it."
"....I'll try to think about it, I mean he isn't my responsibility right?"
"You have a point, alright excuse us."
So saying, the pairs of officer closed the door and left me alone. After putting my things back I edited some photos and uploaded it on social media.
#Vacation #TGIF and upload. While resting my head against the shabby pillow I browsed the Nameless app, unsure of what I was going to do.
Oh... I never try PP to Status function, am I? though if this is a video game won't it better to raise status point after I made up my mind for my build? Speaking of which, what should I do for tomorrow? The quest is done and next quest is capturing a killer huh? *Sigh* This thing is getting harder, where should I find a killer?!
...Right, let's check the request.
>Request.
>Request Near Me.
>Result (Zero).
Eh, no result. Let's see the other request... Assassination, Bodyguard mission, Capturing a Liger. Damn, nothing easy. Oh? Collecting Wolf Pelts.
>Request.
>Gathering Request.
>Collecting Wolf Pelts.
>Reward varies for each pelt, details will be sent after the request is accepted.
>Accept.
As soon as I accepted the quest, someone sent me a message through Nameless social feature.
#Hidden(Client): Hello. Thanks for accepting my request, I'll send the detail after you replied to my message.
#Hidden : Sure.
#Hidden(Client): Okay then, the reward for Gray wolf pelt is 0.2PP, Red Wolf pelt is 0.15PP, Ethiopian wolf Pelt is 0.25PP, Lycaon is 0.3PP and send me the picture for each pelt before sending it. Any bad quality pelt will be returned.
#Hidden : Okay, where is the sending address?
#Hidden(Client): Are you new?
#Hidden(Client): No, Forget my question. I'll send you the instruction after the request is finished.
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