I don't want to have to arrest..." And as you said that you knew that you had gone too far."What the fuck did you say fool!" The black thugs then turn...d their attention to you, and you knew that you had made a horrible mistake."I'm sorry... I didn't mean to suggest..." You tried to apologize."You damn right you're going to be sorry, you mutha fucka!" Another one of the thugs then hit you in the gut."Yo niggas, throw this white boy in the backseat!" The black thug that seemed to be in charge. Alim spent nearly the last of his mana on healing, vocally wishing for Anders’ help with the worst of the injuries but refusing to take one of our few remaining Lyrium potions. He was concerned Solona or Anders might need them once we found them – and none of us could disagree. We hadn’t brought along a bunch of extra potions, having no idea the two mages would be anywhere near the Architect.Aedan sent Alim back to camp with the injured, much to the elf’s dismay; a confused Justice accompanied. “Johnny is in town. He and Dave watched them install the panels,” Abby said. Johnny was in town only one week out of four. He was an auditor and had to go to where the job was.“That’s good,” Jack said.Looking over at Jack, Abby said, “Johnny has some papers for you to sign.”Worried, Jack asked, “What kind of papers?”“He’s filled some papers declaring the commune to be a non-profit organization so that we can handle taxes a little better. Our contributions to the repair fund become tax. Mandy sighed. ‘Luke it is then.’ ‘And I shall call you, Mandy?’ Mandy nodded in agreement. ‘There now!’ she said with satisfaction. ‘That’s one thing settled any way.’ She reached forward to pick up her mug and sat sipping the hot beverage. Luke sat there watching her for a moment, she had the most perfect, little and delicate hands he’d ever seen. The nails were neatly filed down to an acceptable length, and the nail polish that she wore was a pale pink, that shone under the office lights. He.