Board Thread:Konoha General RP/@comment-28929139-20170815025443

Kideme had been in jail for three days, and aside from being bored out of her mind, she had only her fears and depression to keep her company. Although this was not prison and nowhere near anything like it, she didn't like being here. It was uncommonly cold, it smelled of urine, unwashed bodies and dirty clothing, and the sense of malicious intent and melancholy hung like a fog in this place.

The people in her neighboring cells ranged from sweet but overprotective mothers who had fought to protect their children, to men who were downright covered in blood and proud of the atrocities they'd committed. Thankfully, the police were at least....decent... enough to place people of similar personalities and crimes committed into the same cells together. Of course, appearances were often deceiving and so far, she had seen an old woman beat the ever living piss out of a young girl not much older than Kideme herself. Just for talking rather disrespectfully. Conversely, she had seen at least two fights from the men in holding but it didn't matter. They were all there for essentially the same reason, they did something wrong and they had been caught. Some people took out their regret, anger and frustrations differently than others.

However, there had been one small ray of light in this dank dark place. During the three days she had been there, Kideme had been able to form a small friendship with a young boy in the next cell over. He was perhaps no older than fifteen and had gotten arrested for vandalizing village property with graffiti. He seemed a bit like a nerd with a wild side but overall had a good heart from what she could tell. Either way, the two of them would talk and spill their anguishes to one another and upon day the crack of dawn of the third day, the boy would have been released on jail by his dear old mother. Of course, knowing that she would likely never see the boy again, she waved him off but loosely requested that he relayed a message to Tiatsu at the gambling den. The boy seemed overjoyed to be out to even be listening, but Kideme thought it was worth a try.

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But Kideme was wrong. Since the first thing the young brunette boy named Doyle would do was ask around for a gambling den until he was eventually directed to the Sagara-Shimizu property right in front of Umenohana Lake. While it did not look like it from the outside upon first inspection, the main tea house had been closed down for business. It just seemed like it was open because there was constantly people going in and out of it, but most of them seemed to be the police dressed in plain clothes. There were also women coming from the other building, which he couldn't understand but proceeded into the gambling den. It was exactly his sort of place too. Doyle saw tables for games of all types that ranged from cards and dice to other more advanced games to his personal favorite: shogi. Not sure if he would be allowed in, he had his fake ID with him, and would go in looking around. The woman's description was rather vague but upon seeing the female hostess asking if she could help him, he felt more at ease.

"May I help you sir?" Chinatsu asked with a polite smile?"

He was a tad preoccupied with admiring her virginal beauty before looking up at her and answer. "Yeah...ummmm....I'm here to see someone named Tiatsu. Does he work here?"

With a knowing smile, she waved him off to have a seat at the bar while she went and got him. A quick march up the stairs to his little private area, Chinatsu would lightly knock on the space's doorway.

"Hey, Tiatsu? Some kid is here to see you. He asked for you by name." She declared looking a bit surprised but waited patiently. 