5:35pm: [Inqisition Stronghold Prisoner Camp]
[[Sol was...irritated. He'd kept his suite tightly locked and Xianghua was always there with him, but he had to go and be a moron and step out to get some meds from Faust on his own. The fact he left his sword in his suite just further convinced him he wasn't thinking properly with this string of headaches and stomach issues he'd been having. Whatever.]]
[[He wasn't one to talk to himself. He merely decided to sit on the cot they'd provided and close his eyes, figure some way to pass the time until this was resolved. If he could get in touch with Axl somehow he could try and see what he could do about this place...]]
[[The good news in his mind, running through the scenarios, was that Ky was on the outside still to his knowledge. The kid had better get his act together, because Sol wasn't going to be...cooperative.]]
Current Mood: 
calm