"LET GO OF ME, YOU- MMPPHH! MMPPPHHH!! MMMMPPPPPHHHH!!"
Aqua felt one of the mobsters press a large stripe of duct tape over her mouth as his two other associates attempted to restrain her. As they tried to force Aqua into a dingy, dimly-lit boatyard office, their boss walked over to the desk where a phone sat and began to make a call.
" .Hey, Sykes. I know, you're busy at the moment, but me and the boys got a bit of a situation. Some freaky broad came across our boatyard and went poking about our shipments. You gotta see this chick. Dresses like some medieval LARPing wench from uptown. Even tried to doin me and guys with some cheap s