Night 59: Sheriff's Office
[from here]
The Digimon was still for a moment once she entered. There was the faint sounds of movement somewhere in the building but they came from further back. One of the room further in, then. Her eyes narrowed. She continued to speak, however, quietly in explanation. "Two of my associates, one of my information partners and something new I met, both requested if I could find guns for them."
Things that were likely guarded if they were even here, the highest likelihood. But at least she would be able to face them more naturally. The only question would be where. She moved further into the room, stopping at a desk and quietly rifled through the drawers. Papers, writing instruments, normal desk accessories. Not here, at least, then.
The Digimon was still for a moment once she entered. There was the faint sounds of movement somewhere in the building but they came from further back. One of the room further in, then. Her eyes narrowed. She continued to speak, however, quietly in explanation. "Two of my associates, one of my information partners and something new I met, both requested if I could find guns for them."
Things that were likely guarded if they were even here, the highest likelihood. But at least she would be able to face them more naturally. The only question would be where. She moved further into the room, stopping at a desk and quietly rifled through the drawers. Papers, writing instruments, normal desk accessories. Not here, at least, then.