Carlos nods and turns to the Lafiska. "Calm down, tove, nobody wants to hurt you. Mr Up just wants to know where you got his offspring's ring. The one was his only offspring. Deep breath, tove, clue us up, we'll get Mr Up off you no problem, and I'll even buy some shirts! Just need the downlow on the ring, no hassles."Eris wrote:"What!" the man whirls toward Pedro. He is red in the face and his face is glistening with sweat, but with a great effort contains his rage enough to shout,"This, this, damn insect sent me William's signet ring! SEE!"
He holds up the ring he is holding in his free hand and shows his own ring,"Just like mine! It's the signet of the McLouds and it's William's, see the inscription!"
Growing still more red in the face and starting to wheeze, he thrusts the ring at Pedro for him to see the inscription.
"He's got to tell me where he got it! And I can't get squat out of the damn thing! His voder just squeaks and squawks at me!" he finishes in an almost pleading voice while gasping for air.
The blonde succeeds in getting the man turned and sits him down on a chair and holds her hand up to his mouth,"Papa Rex, put this pill under your tongue, and slow your breathing. You're going to hurt yourself and that won't get us William back!"
The blonde is leaning over the older man, when she looks up her face is white as a sheet. She says, "Will you ask the Lafiska where he got the ring. We really do need to know, we'll pay him whatever he wants. Can you just find out?"Carlos comes up behind Mr Mass Attack. "Excuse me, can we help you?"
The Lafiska's voder is, indeed, making squawking and squeaking noises. The insectoid is backed up against a counter inside the shop. It looks very agitated, rubbing its fore limbs together and bobbing its head under it's hood. It looks like it wants to flee, but the limo's front end is blocking its exit into an opening into what must be the back room of its shop.
Roll to chill the bug out and get info from him?
[2d6] = 9+1 JOT